Wednesday 24 October 2012

Fence Sitting Israel Palestine Styles...


As per usual Lou and I came to this area with a vague plan, and as per usual this ended up changing in its entirety.

We made it unscathed across the border and headed straight to Jerusalem. This is an amazing city and is an instant education from a historic and religious point of view. We visited the Wailing Wall, Dome of the Rock, Ancient Souq and much more. Also while in Jerusalem we attended a Yom Kippur Synagogue service and experienced the city shutting down for this day of atonement.




We then headed to Bethlehem where a fantastic taxi driver gave us a great introduction to this tiny town. We checked out Manger Square and then headed out to visit the Refugee camp and security wall – a sight that reminded me of the prisons I had seen in NZ. We were also lucky enough to be given a tour by a local student around Hebron - a city that lives in constant conflict due to encroaching settlers.




From here we headed up to Nablus where a two day stopover turned into a week-long volunteer stint.  We painted two murals with school children from the Girls’ School at the Balata Refugee Camp.  This was a fun time where we got to know the children and had a little insight into their lives. We also met a fantastic teacher called Raneen, and volunteer co-ordinator called Nizar who showed us the sights (and the delicacies) of Nablus.






Following a great Oktoberfest at the tiny Christian town of Taybeh, we headed back to Israel and hired a car for a couple of days. The north of Israel is green, lush and fertile. We tasted wine, hiked and explored the northernmost reaches where Lebanon and Syria almost surround you.




It is impossible to enter this area without having some idea that this is problem central. Collectively the ongoing conflict in this region has accounted for more headlines per capita probably than anywhere else in the world. What we came to realise whilst travelling is that it is not possible to understand the conflict from newspapers and books. And it has not been possible to understand it in the just over two short weeks that we have spent here. So what do we understand? We understand that there are many minority factions from both sides driving a lot of the violence and oppression. We understand the balance of power lies too much with the Israeli government. We understand that the security wall is an abhorrent injustice serving only to suppress, humiliate and strip people with no aggressive agenda of their civil rights. And we understand that there are many people on both sides of this fence (excuse the pun) who sympathise with each other, and want to work toward a long term peace.


Remember that this is a country that prior to British and UN intervention had people from Jewish, Muslim and Christian faiths living peacefully side by side. It is now a country where barbed wire and assault rifles are common place, held onto by soldiers that barely look old enough to be driving - let alone deciding over life and death. It is where our Palestinian guide was forced to walk down the non-settler side of the road, while we could walk wherever we wanted, and where a whole population has access to water, fuel, food and travel restricted. These restrictions are decided on by the same force that is protecting Zionist settlers who are slowly, but surely, encroaching upon and taking over land and homes that are not theirs, despite what they might say.


Little is offered from the international community to protect those who need protection and it seems now with so much bloodshed, injury and death sustained from both sides that a ‘one state’ solution just couldn’t work.  So what now?  We don’t have a solution and unless there is compromise we doubt anyone else will come up with one. We certainly hope for the sake of all those who have been affected, in all ways, that something is thought of soon. We also hope that more people read beyond the headlines to understand better the lives of those living in this awful situation, and perhaps offer some support to those that need it most.


Saturday 13 October 2012

Wednesday 3 October 2012

Jordan - "hop in"


Random Driver: Where are you going?

Us: Wadi Mujib (but the bus dropped us 25km short and here we were in 40 degree heat, 400m below sea level on the side of the road wondering how we were going to get there).

Driver: Where are you from?

Us: New Zealand

Driver: Hop in.

And thus to us the hospitable reputation of the Jordanians was reconfirmed.

As is turned out the two in the car were doctors on their way back to Amman after spending a week rostered to a small poor community hospital in rural Jordan. We stopped for roadside tea (tea always follows an introduction) before they dropped us at our destination, refusing all offers of payment but leaving with us their phone numbers, ‘incase you need anything.’

We had actually arrived a week earlier and were thoroughly taken by the country. Amman, our point of arrival was a take it or leave it kind of place and although we actually enjoyed it more on our return we left ASAP and headed to Petra, the famed Nabathean ancient city carved into the soft sandstone of the Wadis (valleys). After two days of non-stop exploring we still found surprises around every corner – and not just of the sandstone kind. After trekking through a very narrow valley we came across a local Bedouin family who offered us tea and a chat. And while walking up to one of the cave entrances we came across the famed Kiwi, Margaruite van Galdermalsen , who on a backpacking trip back in 1978 had met and married a local Bedouin man. Oddly we reminisced regarding Nelson and apple picking before getting a copy of her book titles Married to a Bedouin – a great read and insight into the recent culture and history of the place. 





Taking the local bus we then spent a couple of nights in Wadi Rum, staying in a Goat-hair tent on the edge of the desert made famous by TE Lawrence (Lawrence of Arabia). It was incredibly hot but amazingly beautiful, and coming from a temperate country obviously like nothing we had ever seen before. Our local guide showed us how people made use of the natural resources and we even followed in the path of TE Lawrence himself. The stand out in Wadi Rum was undoubtedly the sun rises and sets – not to mention the night we spent sleeping under the stars (and the occasional commercial jet liner…)



Via Aqaba on the southern coast where you can see Egypt, Israel and Jordan all at once (and Saudi is 20kms down the road) we ended up meeting our aforementioned doctor friends who dropped us at Wadi Mujib. Here we enjoyed a wet but awesome walk up the valley, an important nature reserve for Jordan, before settling into our chalet overlooking the Dead Sea. The Dead Sea experience was something we had been looking forward to and it did not disappoint. It is 423 metres below sea level and the water is almost oily in nature given its high salinity (8.6 times that of normal seawater). It is no problem to float completely unaided while reading a book – the classic photo op.


We got a taste of Christianity (all forms) in Madaba and some ancient mosaics before heading back to Amman. In Amman we ummed and ahhed regarding taking a tour north (as opposed to doing it ourselves) but were super glad when our guide for the day could not be kept quiet. He chatted openly about all aspects of Jordanian life, religion, politics and found us perhaps the best lunch that we have experienced in the Middle East. The tour took in several historical sights but perhaps most interesting was the ancient roman ruin that overlooked Jordan, Syria, the Golan Heights and the Sea of Galilee.



Our 10 days in Jordan were fantastic and flew by. The scenery, history and culture were phenomenal. But as always for us, we realise it was the people who made it so special – and Jordan did not disappoint.

Tuesday 2 October 2012

Bienvenido a Cuba


After the most amazing medical elective / holiday in Cuba in 2008, we returned to visit old friends and make new ones. We danced on roof tops, partied in both the Santiago and Havana carnivals, had 22 hours of salsa lessons, drank rum, smoked cigars, talked politics, and spent time with good friends.