|Looking back towards Zababdeh
With fine views towards Jordan, we walked between almond and olive groves, through a pine forest, reaching the broad sweep of Wadi Bidan, a picturesque fertile valley rich in mountain springs, by mid-afternoon.
Chick peas and lentils had been planted. Permits for irrigation are impossible to obtain but some ingenious rain-water gathering devices had been built and the fields ploughed in a way to absorb the coming rain, when they would be re-ploughed and sown with wheat and onions.
|Waiting for the rain
|A chicken farm - the inspiration for Chicken Run perhaps?
At Ain Fara'a we were invited to stay at our guide's home in the refugee camp and as we approached the town greenery came into view!
|Approaching Ain Fara'a
An American company own a block of land on the edge of the town and grow herbs which are harvested daily for export to Europe. A computerised irrigation system exists and the herbs are packed on site and exported through Ben Gurion airport without border or customs inspection!
|Spring onions growing near Ain Fara'a
|Shadows lengthening as we approach Ain Fara'a with its fine Mosque
Family life for Nidal, his wife and eight children follows a strict Islamic tradition but after dinner we were privileged to meet his charming and beautiful eldest daughter, an English Literature undergraduate at An-Najah University in Nablus.
|Fara'a refugee camp