First week

We got Haifa last friday. Almost a week has passed. Nothing interesting to be told, at least from a political point of view. We've been spending the last days arranging our great appartment in the heart of Hadar area. It's really a nice place, but the day we got in was completely full of rubbish. Now it's getting somehow comfortable, each day closer to first world standards. Thanks to our hard work and a NGO established within the flat, aimed to make it habitable and formed with those who aren't yet working at our real NGOs.
So I can just write about perceptions. From a personal point of view, which is not the main purpose of this topic, I have nothing to object. Every single thing is great, from the seaside to the people I'm gonna share the next six months with. I have to admit I wasn't expecting such an amazing experience, not even a country and a city so beautiful.
On one hand I love Israel. On the other, I'm confused. Everything here seems working properly, and so real, but at the same time I got the impression I'm in a kind of refugee camp. I don't know how to explain it, but it seems weaker than it actually is. Youth crowd the public transportation system with their guns and Tsahal stuff, and everyone is concerned about security. The collective memory of Europe, and other places all around the world as well, is on the air. So war is too. Among all these feelings, the existence of a national minority, once the only people here: the Palestinians. On them I'll focus on my next post. Who they claim to be, who they are and who I think they are. Even if I'm likely to be wrong or have no right to talk about the others.