March 2nd till March 7th – Nazareth

My last diary entry ended with “I miss the West Bank.”, do you remember? And since I miss the West Bank that much, I am in an Israeli place in the Golan Heights. Yes, I switched places again. And that…
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My last diary entry ended with “I miss the West Bank.”, do you remember? And since I miss the West Bank that much, I am in an Israeli place in the Golan Heights. Yes, I switched places again. And that…
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Staying with that family was much fun and I learned my favourite Arabic word: mishnuun, which means crazy. They were four girls, one boy, the parents and a gold fish. Sometimes there was quite a language barrier, but that was…
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Al-Khalil, in western world known as Hebron, is the total opposite of Ariha. It is West Bank’s biggest city and everything but peaceful. There are very aggressive settlers right inside the city centre. The famous Shuhada Street is off limits…
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And it was, as expected, a cosy guest house with a beautiful garden. There was even a nice surprise: tasty, healthy malve flowers. And, as a cherry on the cake: The house of Jenny’s Landlord, who I tried to visit…
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My journey started on February 1st. My mother gave me a ride to the subway in Fürth. I got off at Nuremberg airport, gave the two tickets for public transportation I had left to a middle-aged lady and said good…
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