Dear readers, I am now sitting in my fathers house looking at the snow outside the window. Cannot really belive it! I had a looong and interesting journey from Cairo to Sharm el Sheikh to Frankfurt to Skavsta to Uddevalla (my parent's city), wich I will tell you all about within short, but for now I just want to let you all know that we arrived safely and that there is a lot of snow in Sweden... I have some lovely photos to show you all from the journey.
A very arabic-society-culture-and-religion-hostile but polite man I met at the Sharm el Sheikh airport and discussed world politics with in arabic, english and a little bit in french while having a major headache and managing three tired children, asked me after we spent almost an hour talking outside the gate "How many days did you say you spent in Gaza?". When I answered "six MONTHS" he almost fell off the chair, looked at me to see if I was serious and then shook his head and stumbled "You are a hero!".
Having left Gaza I'm beginning to see this experience with a little bit of distance and even though it has been hard at times I now have answers to many of the questions I asked myself in the beginning. I know now what I didn't know then and I am planning to use that to my advantage.