I haven't been there, but I remember how beautiful it is...
I remember when I climbed on the olive tree beside my house, waiting my dad to get back from Al-Aqsa.
I remember that my Grandma was used to make bread "6aboon" before sunrise to have it fresh on the breakfast.
I remember when I ran from school and my mother caught me picking "5obeazeh" out of school.
I remember all that, and I horribly miss it...
These are some photos of the the Palestinian prime minister "Ismaeel Haneyeh" in his visit to Iran.
As a part of Iran's protocol he is to pray with them, but as you see he is not because of doctrinal differences between sonna and shea'a.
I don't think that this is rudeness, but the man is loyal to his principles.
Before about two months this photo was taken, here you can see chairmen of some Jordanian and Israeli municipalities having fun after signing a collaboration agreement.
