I left you with a puzzle two posts ago - where was my assessment assignment to be?
Well, here is my Royal Court
Hotel in Ramallah, administrative capital of Palestine. They catered for
visitors well : after arriving I had a
nice supper of beef-burger, great chips, accompanied by a fresh salad. The meat was a little
over-spiced, however - I’d forgotten how ubiquitous and insistent cumin and
black pepper seasoning can be in the Middle East! And, to my surprise, they
served a locally produced wine, Star of
Bethlehem, no less, produced in the Salesian
Convent, Bethlehem! By the way, did
you know the city name comes from the Arabic beit lah’m : the house of bread?
I loved the traffic lights outside the hotel and couldn’t
resist taking a couple of shots, though they’re not so clear. The red, upside
down mouth was very clear about pedestrians not crossing on his watch! The
amber and green smileys were much more encouraging.
Next morning I went for a stroll
and it was evident that local elections were in the offing with political
posters everywhere. I could immediately recognize that that particular
candidate belonged to a party affiliated to the policies of the late Yassar Arafat. I came across this
cheery bunch of children decked out in national costume, performing traditional
dance in the city square. People were gathered in the centre but not really to
celebrate. They were there to highlight
the plight of young men imprisoned for alleged political crimes, and who were
in their second week of hunger-strike,
peacefully demonstrating against infringements of the human rights of the
prisoners.
It was very moving to see friends and family members,
silently assembled, holding photographs of their loved ones. May the Palestinians
eventually find peace, prosperity and the property they deserve.
And so to work: here
I am on the balcony of Birzeit
University , Ramallah, where the assessment was to take place. Up on a
hill, it afforded a panoramic view and you could see the dust pall, brought
in by desert winds, beginning to settle over the city.
Job over, time for supper. This one I really enjoyed:
grilled chicken (ordered with a request to desist on both cumin and pepper), with
roast vegetables in a sauce of fresh ginger and soy sauce - very tasty!
Parting shot is of the vast hall in Ben Gurion airport, Tel
Aviv. Not many people around? Certainly not – it’s 3.30 a.m. – a downside of international
travel and early-morning departures!