Together with around 1500 Israeli peace activists and other internationals, I was at the Erez border crossing to northern Gaza today. About 20 buses and 100 cars travelling from the main cities in Israel met up close to the border in order to create a convoy. We came with five tonnes of food and a hope that the border police would let it through to people inside the (until recently) hermetically sealed area.
However, there was no sign that any goods would be let through, and by the time we left, everything was still waiting on a truck that was trying to get across.
Appeals. Love 'em.
On my way back to the bus, I could glimpse Gaza across the concrete wall. And I wondered how dire the situation will have to become for the Israeli authorities to lift the blockade. Or grow a heart.
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