'Awarta, Beit Furik, Burin (Yitzhar), Huwwara, Jit, Za'tara (Tapuah), Thu 8.4.10, Morning
Translation: Hanna K.
A boring morning at the Nablus CPs. The Nahal soldiers inspire a relaxed atmosphere.
06:40 The Samaria Crossing east is wide open and nobody checks.
The entrance to Marda is open, nothing new in the blocking of the road to Zeita/Jamma'in.
07:05 Za'tara/Tapuah: there is no queue at the CP.
At the village of Huwwara there is a military police jeep leading a slow procession along the main road.
07:40 Beit Furik:
We note with satisfaction that the CP has calmed down again. We crossed the road back and forth to Nablus and from Nablus and nobody even peeped in our direction from the top of the tower.
This time too there are no waiting cars. There is a girl dog trainer, but the dog rests.
The Nahal soldiers replaced Kfir, and the change is felt.
07:50 Huwwara CP:
At the entrance to the parking lot there are Nahal soldiers. Young and relaxed.
We advance and reach the checking posts. The traffic flows.
Both the Nahal soldiers and the Border Policemen ignore the passing trucks and don't bother them to turn around and to drive through Awarta. They hardly stopped on taxi for checking. We didn't see a girl dog trainer.
At the old CP – a mustard-yellow blossoming covers the entrance to the security monster.
Burin/Yitzhar – there is no military action.
We decided to return by the Jit intersection. Not far from the Gilad ranch there is a military vehicle in the midst of the green field, observing the road.
We hoped to go up to Sara, but it turns out that the road is completely blocked, already near the intersection and probably since a long time, as hyere to the mustard yellow blossoms cover the blockage.
At the Jit intersection a military ambulance waits on the side, as if expecting an upcoming accident.
After Kedumin, a bit before Funduq, there is a military police rolling CP on the right hand side.
Three taxis and one private car wait to be checked, just so in the middle of the road.
At the Eliyahu gate the driver of the tender which drives in front of us, with yellow number plates and a blue ID card is thoroughly checked. We cannot decide whether the driver has an oriental=Arabic appearance or not. We are being waved on without a word.