goods for one week in Palestine. This "holiday" is a bit difficult to describe. He was undoubtedly a very good and intense experience. And we had quite a lot of fun. But the situation of the Palestine conflict is the residence again a different note, has less to do with fun.
border experiences
It starts on Friday on our last trip for the time being in the region. Since 1994, Jordan with Israel
We need two Sichercheitschecks (controlled including one in which one traces of explosives) and then we can do for a visa . We know we have to assume we might very many questions because we both have some stamps in the passport from Syria and Lebanon. The young-maybe 20-year-old border policeman sees the punches and it goes off. What were you doing in Syria? What did you do in Lebanon? Why? Why? Have you had contact to Arabs? Do you know anyone in Israel? Do you speak Arabic? etc.
Add to that the issues we want to do in Israel
Everything takes a long time, we have to name them by our parents, leaving grandparents and so on. After all the interviews we are allowed to take first place. Wait. It takes about 2 hours in between again someone comes by with more questions.
Then back to the switch and the critical part. We want to avoid the Israeli stamp and we know that the Israelis are as nice a piece of paper instead of the passport stamp. She asks us whether we want to have a stamp and we say, of course: no. In effect, the skin nice young lady won us a stamp inside .... Well shit went.
Israel_ Welcome to Palestine.
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