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Gun Shots In the Night

This morning we were suppose to meet up at eight o clock to go to Saida, in the south of Lebanon, close to the Israeli border. We are not to far away from the south but the traffic is so mad so it is very time consuming to get there.


When we finally arrived we were divided into two groups because we are not very welcome there by the Lebanese military. One group went to the biggest refugee camp in Lebanon, with approximately 70 000 refugees. The rest went to the camp MiahMiah, which means hundred –hundred, it is a quite small camp but it is very poor. We were allowed to visit people’s homes, I find that very interesting and it makes me want to stay and investigate how the camps actually are working in the everyday life.


Because of the law that prevents the refugees to bring in working material into the camps it is impossible for the people to renovate their homes. The winter in Lebanon is damp and chilly and comes with a lot of rain, but the roofs are leaking in water and to be honest it is just a lot of misery.


The people in the camps are suffering from similar deceases to the refugees in that lives in the Western Sahara, like diabetes, male nutrition and anaemia, but here in Lebanon cancer is a the very common decease as well. The reason for that is that the guns tat was used in the latest war contained a lot of radioactive material, they were and still are I guess, very contaminated.


We also had the opportunity to meet two women who worked in one organisation in the camps, I asked about the everyday life in the camp but they were not so willing to talk about it, the talked more about the future and how happy they were about moving to Palestine.


I would like to come and live in one of the refugee camps and do research about how it is to live here, whom is in charge, and how the authority between the groups and organisations are divided, I believe I will learn a lot from that.


After we had seen the camps we were given a very nice dinner, with a lot of nice food, like lamb and chicken and a lot of vegetables.


After visiting the camps on our way back to Beirut, Doctor Martin wanted to stop in a sweet shop and buy delights. I and Tobias were in the same car so we joined him. The sweet are very sweet here.


When we cam back to the hotel some people went out to se Beirut by night, me and Anneli were too tired to do that so we went to Starbucks for some hot chocolate before we were going to bed. We watched Al Jazeera news and according the news the Arabic world has really reached a dangerous boiling point. We are flying to Turkey early on Sunday morning and I sincerely hope that it is at least semi stability in the area until then.


The weather had been dreadful all day with thunder and heavy rain but one sleep very well then. However, I woke up around 12 o clock by a lot of sirens about 10 minutes later we heard a lot of gun shots just near by, that got me a bit weary. Apparently it made a lot of other people concerned as well because there were a lot of people standing on their balconies to see what was going on. But after a while it all quiet down and we went back to sleep again. From my understanding this is a quite common thing I Beirut, but I am curious about what it was all about, but I will ask around tomorrow and see if anyone gives me an answer.


We were woken up at four o clock again, but this time it was the party people who came home from clubbing all night, they were not very quiet. After twenty minutes listening to the guys summing up the night on the other side of the wall I got dressed and knocked on their door and politely wished them welcome home and if they please could speak in smaller voices, and they did.


Then we went to bed again, hopefully to sleep until the alarm clock sets off.


To be continued..









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