Gaza City
July 05 2006
"Thanks, but your dead Gaza"
You can have one of those days when it seems that all you ever hear back on the IFB , is that your shot has been dropped for breaking news. The missile launches by North Korea overnight our time, have meant that events in the Middle east have moved down the news agenda.
The trouble was that we had a bloody good live shot up and running, we were by the American School looking down into the greenhouses that the new long range Qassam missile had been fired from into Southern Israel. The new missile has a range of ten km's or six miles and has added a new dimension to the terror strikes that the militant wings of Hamas and islamic Jihad can use. Last night one of the groups fired from the greenhouses and it landed in a school in Ashqulon. The Israeli's have taken this threat very seriously, and in reality this is a far bigger issue than the kidnapping of the soldier opver a week ago.
So for a good couple of hours we were on the hill running a live shot back to New York, with a constant barrage of artillery landing about a mile or so away, after hearing the thud of outgoing we waited twenty five seconds and waited for the bang of impact.
However in the scheme of the world today and North Korea playing with even bigger missiles, almost every live shot was pre empted , first by the UN Security , then by President Bush speaaking , the UN Ambassadors speaking , then Condoleeza Rice speaking. The Control Room kept coming back to us and asking us to hang and then something else would break. Ken Lay the disgraced former Enron chief suddenly dies in Aspen and another story pre empts us.
Earlier in the day an explosion in the Zeitoun district had everyone scramble out there, but the moment everyone had their cameras out, masked gunmen from Islamic Jihad point the kalshnikovs and told all media to leave. Apparently a bomb factory had what we call an Internal accident and two guys working on bomb and missille making mangaed to blow themselves to kingdom come.
This morning also had a great start being woken at 5:54am by a Sonic boom and then listening to hotel staff cleaning up broken glass for the next thirty minutes.
If they just became regular with the sonic boom attacks I would not need an alarm clock
Wednesday, July 05, 2006
Tuesday, July 04, 2006
No Entry KABOOM
Gaza City
JULY 4 2006
What the hell were those mothers in the tank thinking today, some nineteen year old punks just did not like the fact that we had arrived to film them and there response was to fire a shell to move us. The shell exploded ten meters away from the armored car. Her we mark our cars with big bold gaffer tape with TV to indicate that we are media and to avoid this type of shit going down.
Normally we accept a machine gun burst in front of the car as the accepted sign that we are to leave the area, this has been done quite a few times and it is like a policeman putting up tape at a crime scene, simple you cannot enter this area.
But a tank shell ten meters away would of blown the five of us in the car to death and that is pure murder.
The Israelis like good press coverage but try to cover them when they are in invasion mode from the other side and they go into a totally different mode. I would file an official complaint with the IDF (Israeli Defence Force) but it would be to no avail so why bother.
It just proves that out here, in the blink of an eye it could all be over
We left in reverse at a great speed only to find that the local palestinians were just as pissed at us because they were trying to plant bombs in the area and they could not get close now as the surveliance balloon would be monitoring the area and drones would come overhead with the cameras.
We spent the rest of the afternoon filming artillery shells landing in the greenhouses that Militants use to fire Qassams into Israel, sitting on the hill watching war and smoking cigarettes
JULY 4 2006
What the hell were those mothers in the tank thinking today, some nineteen year old punks just did not like the fact that we had arrived to film them and there response was to fire a shell to move us. The shell exploded ten meters away from the armored car. Her we mark our cars with big bold gaffer tape with TV to indicate that we are media and to avoid this type of shit going down.
Normally we accept a machine gun burst in front of the car as the accepted sign that we are to leave the area, this has been done quite a few times and it is like a policeman putting up tape at a crime scene, simple you cannot enter this area.
But a tank shell ten meters away would of blown the five of us in the car to death and that is pure murder.
The Israelis like good press coverage but try to cover them when they are in invasion mode from the other side and they go into a totally different mode. I would file an official complaint with the IDF (Israeli Defence Force) but it would be to no avail so why bother.
It just proves that out here, in the blink of an eye it could all be over
We left in reverse at a great speed only to find that the local palestinians were just as pissed at us because they were trying to plant bombs in the area and they could not get close now as the surveliance balloon would be monitoring the area and drones would come overhead with the cameras.
We spent the rest of the afternoon filming artillery shells landing in the greenhouses that Militants use to fire Qassams into Israel, sitting on the hill watching war and smoking cigarettes
Monday, July 03, 2006
Danger, Reality and Covering War
Gaza City
July 3rd 2006
The other day I wrote a very short piece about what happened to us on the ridge overlooking the orchards towards Sederot, from Beit Hanoun in Northern Gaza.
And only now feel that with reflection can I write about what it is like to be that close to live fire coming it at you. It is one thing to film tanks or artillery firing out, and this I have done on countless occasions, with honestly very little thought about what it would be like to be at the other end of live fire.
Filming out going fire is nothing more than a mechanical action of a few standard shots in the news terms, it is wide shots and close ups, big bits of metal making noise basically, you only hear the initial boom and that is it.
The other day with correspondent Mike Tobin and our Gaza fixer/producer Neal we were at the other end of the boom.
The first thing is the noise, in the distance you do hear of the shell being fired, like a dull thud in the distance, it is almost muffled, it is not a crisp or sharp sound like a bullet. But a thud that lasts nearly a second.
Then you wait and suddenly the air becomes alive with a whistle, high pitched and fast. You immediately tense up and wait for impact for that sound is coming and this when you say a silent prayer. It is traveling so fast that you cannot see it coming.
I remember in Iraq during the war when I was almost killed when a RPG round landed about 5 meters away from Greg Kelly and I, I still to this day can picture the RPG in slow motion as it impacted next to us, before it blew us off our feet. I do not have nightmares or reflect on it much anymore, as in the scheme of the war I was to see and experience far worse. But to this day I still can replay the slow motion impact of the RPG almost hitting us.
Artillery Shells though are another thing, these rounds are big fast and deadly, at the same time we all have images of bomb craters the sizes of meteors, whilst in reality these shells when they hit can leave a pothole in a tarmac road the size of a small Childs swimming pool and about half a meter deep, and given Gaza road conditions there are bigger potholes.
The thing with artillery though is the constant barrage when it comes in waves it is almost never ending, like a metronome ticking slowly they land explode and send clouds of dust dirt and debris in the air a hundred feet, that is if they hit nothing but dirt that is. If they hit any solid object it is destroyed.
We had set up to go live from this outpost and had watched a salvo land in a field nearly 1 km away, it was thud, whistle explode and repeat and the rounds were landing in close proximity to each other, so the feeling of danger was not that great for the moment.
You must trust your instincts and remain relaxed, as bizarre as this sounds remaining calm under fire is the way you stay alive. Your instincts become extremely focused and this is the only way you can work in our job in these situations. Every action you take becomes very calculated and the importance of each member of the team is to focus on what your role is.
You are in this situation because you are there, and at that moment in time remaining calm will keeps you alive.
Just before our live shot the artillery started to adjust the range and all of a sudden what was a km away was now 500 m then 300 m then 200m, and as New York threw to us, we could hear the thud in the distance Mike stepped aside and I zoomed in for the impact, then back out to Mike covering the shelling, this went on for about three minutes and made for great TV, however all our phones were ringing like crazy with the basic message – Great work but get the hell out of there NOW.
News is an adrenalin rush industry and at this level the game is played at extremely high stakes. The thing that is hard to explain to anyone is that you do not deliberately go out to place yourself in situations like this. We do not wake up and say to each other “lets go and place ourselves under live fire”. It is a fact that when you cover conflict from time to time, fate will deal you hand that you must face.
How we all react is often the determining factor as to whether you survive, the learning curve is unforgiving and to many people in our business have died in recent years in wars like Iraq. In Iraq the threat is totally different to that we face in Gaza, here we are not embedded with one side or the other, Israelis or Palestinians, often we are in the middle, and that is a tough place to be.
To survive you must be scared and accept the reality of where you are, but that does not mean that valued judgment has been excluded, never.
What we did was in a few words “incredible TV News” was it silly or stupid “No” we found ourselves in an evolving situation that was beyond our control, what we achieved was to remain professional calm and focused on our predicament and that is reality of covering war.
Mal
Gaza City
July 3, 2006
July 3rd 2006
The other day I wrote a very short piece about what happened to us on the ridge overlooking the orchards towards Sederot, from Beit Hanoun in Northern Gaza.
And only now feel that with reflection can I write about what it is like to be that close to live fire coming it at you. It is one thing to film tanks or artillery firing out, and this I have done on countless occasions, with honestly very little thought about what it would be like to be at the other end of live fire.
Filming out going fire is nothing more than a mechanical action of a few standard shots in the news terms, it is wide shots and close ups, big bits of metal making noise basically, you only hear the initial boom and that is it.
The other day with correspondent Mike Tobin and our Gaza fixer/producer Neal we were at the other end of the boom.
The first thing is the noise, in the distance you do hear of the shell being fired, like a dull thud in the distance, it is almost muffled, it is not a crisp or sharp sound like a bullet. But a thud that lasts nearly a second.
Then you wait and suddenly the air becomes alive with a whistle, high pitched and fast. You immediately tense up and wait for impact for that sound is coming and this when you say a silent prayer. It is traveling so fast that you cannot see it coming.
I remember in Iraq during the war when I was almost killed when a RPG round landed about 5 meters away from Greg Kelly and I, I still to this day can picture the RPG in slow motion as it impacted next to us, before it blew us off our feet. I do not have nightmares or reflect on it much anymore, as in the scheme of the war I was to see and experience far worse. But to this day I still can replay the slow motion impact of the RPG almost hitting us.
Artillery Shells though are another thing, these rounds are big fast and deadly, at the same time we all have images of bomb craters the sizes of meteors, whilst in reality these shells when they hit can leave a pothole in a tarmac road the size of a small Childs swimming pool and about half a meter deep, and given Gaza road conditions there are bigger potholes.
The thing with artillery though is the constant barrage when it comes in waves it is almost never ending, like a metronome ticking slowly they land explode and send clouds of dust dirt and debris in the air a hundred feet, that is if they hit nothing but dirt that is. If they hit any solid object it is destroyed.
We had set up to go live from this outpost and had watched a salvo land in a field nearly 1 km away, it was thud, whistle explode and repeat and the rounds were landing in close proximity to each other, so the feeling of danger was not that great for the moment.
You must trust your instincts and remain relaxed, as bizarre as this sounds remaining calm under fire is the way you stay alive. Your instincts become extremely focused and this is the only way you can work in our job in these situations. Every action you take becomes very calculated and the importance of each member of the team is to focus on what your role is.
You are in this situation because you are there, and at that moment in time remaining calm will keeps you alive.
Just before our live shot the artillery started to adjust the range and all of a sudden what was a km away was now 500 m then 300 m then 200m, and as New York threw to us, we could hear the thud in the distance Mike stepped aside and I zoomed in for the impact, then back out to Mike covering the shelling, this went on for about three minutes and made for great TV, however all our phones were ringing like crazy with the basic message – Great work but get the hell out of there NOW.
News is an adrenalin rush industry and at this level the game is played at extremely high stakes. The thing that is hard to explain to anyone is that you do not deliberately go out to place yourself in situations like this. We do not wake up and say to each other “lets go and place ourselves under live fire”. It is a fact that when you cover conflict from time to time, fate will deal you hand that you must face.
How we all react is often the determining factor as to whether you survive, the learning curve is unforgiving and to many people in our business have died in recent years in wars like Iraq. In Iraq the threat is totally different to that we face in Gaza, here we are not embedded with one side or the other, Israelis or Palestinians, often we are in the middle, and that is a tough place to be.
To survive you must be scared and accept the reality of where you are, but that does not mean that valued judgment has been excluded, never.
What we did was in a few words “incredible TV News” was it silly or stupid “No” we found ourselves in an evolving situation that was beyond our control, what we achieved was to remain professional calm and focused on our predicament and that is reality of covering war.
Mal
Gaza City
July 3, 2006
Counting .. One Two Three Four
Sunday 2nd July 2006
Gaza City
Have you ever seen those wacky people on TV who seen to spend their lives chasing Tornadoes and other freaks of weather, then totally lose the plot when one actually hits them or just misses. Well yesterday it felt like we spent the afternoon chasing tornadoes except out in Northern Gaza, it trying to predict where the Israeli shells are going to land and at a safe distance.
The aspect of safe distance I will discuss later or maybe even in another entry where I can be more thoughtful and use bigger words to describe something that when out watching them, the term most often used could be “F… that one is closer”
It sounds almost a surreal life, but honestly we simply drive out to the front lines open the armored car doors and sit there and listen for a few minutes. Then you hear the far off sound of Artillery being launched and you start to count. Five seconds puts the shells landing in the area we call the graveyard, Seven to eight seconds means that the shells are to the East of Beit Hanoun in the Qassam orchards zone and ten seconds means that the Beit Labia is the target.
It reminded me of the character from Sesame Street the vampire “Count” who used to simply count everything out loud. We stop just outside Beit Hanoun, wait for the artillery to start and simply count. This then gave us the indication of where would likely be the best place to go live from.
We decided on East Beit Hanoun, and headed up the road at the end of town and on the ridge you come across the Palestinian National Security forces, which have less weapons than the Hamas Militants down the street in the town.
The commander here told us that the shelling had been going around in circles all afternoon, sometimes the graveyard area to the south, then Beit Leila to the north before coming back to the Qassam Orchards where his outpost overlooked, it was only a matter of time before the shells would land nearby again, he indicated 400 – 500 m away.
Whilst setting up for the live shot back to New York we heard the barrage move from the graveyard to Beit Leila and in good time we hoped that the shells would land in the orchards whilst we were live, it does make for dramatic television and we had factored in a good safety margin, so we all felt good and confident. You still put on a flak jacket just in case, lets face it what use is the flak jacket sitting in the back of the car, if something does happen.
Naturally during this live shot, the couple of artillery shells fired went everywhere but into the orchards. It happens and the beauty of 24/7 News is that they want you again at the top of the next hour.
Between Jonathan Hunt (Correspondent) Clarissa Ward (Producer) and Neal (Fixer/local Producer) we decided that for the next shot lets try over in Beit Leila village, away from the smell of the sewerage ponds though that surround the town.
The actual time to set the system up in the car is literally five minutes; an incredible aspect of our technology today is this ability to go live so fast from anywhere. The system actually allows us to transmit live whilst driving along. This is the same system that I used in the Iraq War whilst embedded.
Now the thing is to try and find a place, with the following criteria – you can get a signal out, very easy as long as you are not driving under power lines. 2 You can see something in the background that relevant to what Jonathan is going to talk about, out here easy again everywhere is a target and 3 try to minimize the impact of boys who have nothing better to do than crowd around you and make life a living hell. BUT above all and this is the most important factor is that everyone in team agrees that it is safe in the relevant terms of anywhere being safe in Gaza.
We found a spot on the road just outside the town. Everyone including the Fox News Radio Correspondent Scott Heidler who had joined us to try and capture some natural sound for the afternoon, felt good about where we stopped - no power lines, nice sand backdrop with Israeli military checkpoint in the background, and boys, well three out of four is a good score in Gaza.
We were set up and live back to New York, and five minutes out from the shot when all of a sudden there was there was the feint boom of artillery being fired in the distance, then came the whistle in the air, it is so fast a sound that you cannot track the direction, but you sense it is near, very near and lo and behold this fell well into the category of – expletive word that is expletive close, less than three hundred meters away the ground shook and the dust mushroomed into the air, then another and another fell. It is always hard to keep count honestly as to how many fell, but around five dropped near us in less than two minutes.
But as is television news, by the time New York crossed to us with breaking news urgent banners the salvo had died down and moved more towards targeting the Al Aqsa Militants training camp on the next ridge.
We did the cross with the sound of firing and the booms of landing shells on the ridge, and the anchor finished the segment with a “Keep Safe” message.
Our day had finished as Jerusalem was taking over coverage of the story, we packed up the kit and I took off my flak jacket to stow in the back, when I heard another boom of a shell being fired, - one, two, three, four …..
Gaza City
Have you ever seen those wacky people on TV who seen to spend their lives chasing Tornadoes and other freaks of weather, then totally lose the plot when one actually hits them or just misses. Well yesterday it felt like we spent the afternoon chasing tornadoes except out in Northern Gaza, it trying to predict where the Israeli shells are going to land and at a safe distance.
The aspect of safe distance I will discuss later or maybe even in another entry where I can be more thoughtful and use bigger words to describe something that when out watching them, the term most often used could be “F… that one is closer”
It sounds almost a surreal life, but honestly we simply drive out to the front lines open the armored car doors and sit there and listen for a few minutes. Then you hear the far off sound of Artillery being launched and you start to count. Five seconds puts the shells landing in the area we call the graveyard, Seven to eight seconds means that the shells are to the East of Beit Hanoun in the Qassam orchards zone and ten seconds means that the Beit Labia is the target.
It reminded me of the character from Sesame Street the vampire “Count” who used to simply count everything out loud. We stop just outside Beit Hanoun, wait for the artillery to start and simply count. This then gave us the indication of where would likely be the best place to go live from.
We decided on East Beit Hanoun, and headed up the road at the end of town and on the ridge you come across the Palestinian National Security forces, which have less weapons than the Hamas Militants down the street in the town.
The commander here told us that the shelling had been going around in circles all afternoon, sometimes the graveyard area to the south, then Beit Leila to the north before coming back to the Qassam Orchards where his outpost overlooked, it was only a matter of time before the shells would land nearby again, he indicated 400 – 500 m away.
Whilst setting up for the live shot back to New York we heard the barrage move from the graveyard to Beit Leila and in good time we hoped that the shells would land in the orchards whilst we were live, it does make for dramatic television and we had factored in a good safety margin, so we all felt good and confident. You still put on a flak jacket just in case, lets face it what use is the flak jacket sitting in the back of the car, if something does happen.
Naturally during this live shot, the couple of artillery shells fired went everywhere but into the orchards. It happens and the beauty of 24/7 News is that they want you again at the top of the next hour.
Between Jonathan Hunt (Correspondent) Clarissa Ward (Producer) and Neal (Fixer/local Producer) we decided that for the next shot lets try over in Beit Leila village, away from the smell of the sewerage ponds though that surround the town.
The actual time to set the system up in the car is literally five minutes; an incredible aspect of our technology today is this ability to go live so fast from anywhere. The system actually allows us to transmit live whilst driving along. This is the same system that I used in the Iraq War whilst embedded.
Now the thing is to try and find a place, with the following criteria – you can get a signal out, very easy as long as you are not driving under power lines. 2 You can see something in the background that relevant to what Jonathan is going to talk about, out here easy again everywhere is a target and 3 try to minimize the impact of boys who have nothing better to do than crowd around you and make life a living hell. BUT above all and this is the most important factor is that everyone in team agrees that it is safe in the relevant terms of anywhere being safe in Gaza.
We found a spot on the road just outside the town. Everyone including the Fox News Radio Correspondent Scott Heidler who had joined us to try and capture some natural sound for the afternoon, felt good about where we stopped - no power lines, nice sand backdrop with Israeli military checkpoint in the background, and boys, well three out of four is a good score in Gaza.
We were set up and live back to New York, and five minutes out from the shot when all of a sudden there was there was the feint boom of artillery being fired in the distance, then came the whistle in the air, it is so fast a sound that you cannot track the direction, but you sense it is near, very near and lo and behold this fell well into the category of – expletive word that is expletive close, less than three hundred meters away the ground shook and the dust mushroomed into the air, then another and another fell. It is always hard to keep count honestly as to how many fell, but around five dropped near us in less than two minutes.
But as is television news, by the time New York crossed to us with breaking news urgent banners the salvo had died down and moved more towards targeting the Al Aqsa Militants training camp on the next ridge.
We did the cross with the sound of firing and the booms of landing shells on the ridge, and the anchor finished the segment with a “Keep Safe” message.
Our day had finished as Jerusalem was taking over coverage of the story, we packed up the kit and I took off my flak jacket to stow in the back, when I heard another boom of a shell being fired, - one, two, three, four …..
Sunday, July 02, 2006
Bad Boys Being Badder
Gaza City
Sunday Morning
Small boys grow up to become bigger boys and here that means graduating into the schools of militancy and taking up the gun, there is basically nothing much else to do when you have no viable future. The other evening we were out doing a live shot at one of the sand berns that have began to spring up around Gaza City and this one was deep in a Hamas stronghold.
A Hamas Unit controlled all traffic thru the bern and whilst traffic violations are ignored, they do put a menacing threat to any Israeli forces that enter the city. Whilst a sand bern can slow down any attempt at tanks to enter, the berns will have to be cleared first by bulldozers and the Israeli Miltary bulldozers are one mean bulldozer.
The Hamas boys with RPG's though pose another threat.
Mal
Gaza City
Saturday, July 01, 2006
Under Live Fire
Gaza - Beit Hanoun
Thursday 29 June 2006
One of those live shots where everyone was asking if we were safe, well we were not, Israeli artillery shells were landing about 200m from where we were going live from, made for great live televison, except the moment everyone saw the live pictures our phones lit up , first with incredible TV guys but get the hell out of there
Lack of Sleep
Gaza City
Saturday 1st July 2006 9.15 am
I have spent the last five hours trying to conjure up the right words to explain the effects of lack of sleep. It is not the fact that the hours for the last few days have been so insane that I have not had the time to sleep, but the fact that you cannot get much sleep without being woken up by the ongoing Israeli operations.
Now this story can start in one of many ways, but it is best described as a visual picture that everyone can relate too.
In all of our bathrooms at home we have extractor fans that basically suck out the steam and stuff from the air, and over time these get full of gunk and dust that matts together and forms basically black gunk, when we remember every few months we take apart the extractor fan and to the best of our ability clean out the gunk.
For anyone who is intrested that is no longer a problem for me in Room 101 in The Beach Hotel Gaza.
Now we all have romantic pictures and ideals of what it is like to go supersonic, from military hero films of the sixties of clean cut pilots breaking the final frontier, to the little digital readout that you would see from film of the concorde going supersonic between London and New York.
BUT and I say BUT in big bold capital letters , there is a difference when the Israeli Air Force uses this as a weapon of intimidation and threat, throughout the day and night , jets scream into Gaza and timing it to maximum effect they go supersonic at low altitude right over the city.
The air is sucked back for a moment and you can see the windows start to bow, the air goes into a vacuum and with a force that destroys your senses for the moment the air explodes like a train crash around you and feel the air around you contract and expand.
And a few seconds later the noise of the jet can be heard and that tells you that it is not a military strike but just a wake up from the Israeli Air Force , there seems to be a pattern that sees them come in with two sweeps the first of the day is at around 4:30 am the second within the half hour before five. Then another round an hour or so later once again two in succession.
This has been going on for nights now, and I go to sleep waiting and bracing for the first supersonic crash. Wondering if and when perhaps my hotel room window will implode and send glass shattering everywhere or perhaps just crack it, like other windows in the hotel.
So how does this story come back to my bathroom fan, well the effect of the first sonic boom this morning because I had my room window open, because the air conditioner is not working due to lack of electricity. Well the vacuum of the air being sucked out due to the boom sucked all the gunk out of the fan and my bathroom and toilet was covered in black slime gunk fluffs.
And thus my day started today in Gaza.
Saturday 1st July 2006 9.15 am
I have spent the last five hours trying to conjure up the right words to explain the effects of lack of sleep. It is not the fact that the hours for the last few days have been so insane that I have not had the time to sleep, but the fact that you cannot get much sleep without being woken up by the ongoing Israeli operations.
Now this story can start in one of many ways, but it is best described as a visual picture that everyone can relate too.
In all of our bathrooms at home we have extractor fans that basically suck out the steam and stuff from the air, and over time these get full of gunk and dust that matts together and forms basically black gunk, when we remember every few months we take apart the extractor fan and to the best of our ability clean out the gunk.
For anyone who is intrested that is no longer a problem for me in Room 101 in The Beach Hotel Gaza.
Now we all have romantic pictures and ideals of what it is like to go supersonic, from military hero films of the sixties of clean cut pilots breaking the final frontier, to the little digital readout that you would see from film of the concorde going supersonic between London and New York.
BUT and I say BUT in big bold capital letters , there is a difference when the Israeli Air Force uses this as a weapon of intimidation and threat, throughout the day and night , jets scream into Gaza and timing it to maximum effect they go supersonic at low altitude right over the city.
The air is sucked back for a moment and you can see the windows start to bow, the air goes into a vacuum and with a force that destroys your senses for the moment the air explodes like a train crash around you and feel the air around you contract and expand.
And a few seconds later the noise of the jet can be heard and that tells you that it is not a military strike but just a wake up from the Israeli Air Force , there seems to be a pattern that sees them come in with two sweeps the first of the day is at around 4:30 am the second within the half hour before five. Then another round an hour or so later once again two in succession.
This has been going on for nights now, and I go to sleep waiting and bracing for the first supersonic crash. Wondering if and when perhaps my hotel room window will implode and send glass shattering everywhere or perhaps just crack it, like other windows in the hotel.
So how does this story come back to my bathroom fan, well the effect of the first sonic boom this morning because I had my room window open, because the air conditioner is not working due to lack of electricity. Well the vacuum of the air being sucked out due to the boom sucked all the gunk out of the fan and my bathroom and toilet was covered in black slime gunk fluffs.
And thus my day started today in Gaza.
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