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Diaries from Gaza: With the transportation crisis, one trip leaves me exhausted for two days

Israeli destruction of most roads and infrastructure in Gaza is forcing residents to walk for kilometers in oppressive heat. Pregnant women and elderly people often give up on using carts, which are considered too dangerous.

Diaries from Gaza: With the transportation crisis, one trip leaves me exhausted for two days

A woman walks with a water container after topping up from a cistern at a shelter camp for people displaced by war, in Khan Yunis in the southern Gaza Strip on June 6, 2026. (Credit: Bashar Taleb/AFP)

Noor Alyacoubi, 27, a translator and media coordinator at a research center, has not left Gaza since Oct. 7, 2023, and has been sharing reflections on her life with L'Orient Today since the beginning of the war in Gaza and following the cease-fire.In the middle of the street, I woke up under the burning sunlight rays to a strange man pouring water on my face and a young lady putting a piece of chocolate in my mouth as another helped me sit on a chair. For a couple of minutes, I didn’t realize whether I was dreaming or really awake. Being frequently slapped in the face, I needed over five minutes to realize that I wasn’t dreaming and that I had lost consciousness in the street. That happened after walking almost 1,000 meters in the early hours of Monday morning from my house to Al-Samer junction to find a taxi, and then standing under...
Noor Alyacoubi, 27, a translator and media coordinator at a research center, has not left Gaza since Oct. 7, 2023, and has been sharing reflections on her life with L'Orient Today since the beginning of the war in Gaza and following the cease-fire.In the middle of the street, I woke up under the burning sunlight rays to a strange man pouring water on my face and a young lady putting a piece of chocolate in my mouth as another helped me sit on a chair. For a couple of minutes, I didn’t realize whether I was dreaming or really awake. Being frequently slapped in the face, I needed over five minutes to realize that I wasn’t dreaming and that I had lost consciousness in the street. That happened after walking almost 1,000 meters in the early hours of Monday morning from my house to Al-Samer junction to find a taxi, and then standing...
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