Balatta

Went looking for a bunch of hip hop B-boy breakdancers in Balatta refugee camp ( pop. 25,000) the other night. Found their spot but they weren't there, anyhow while I was waiting for a friend in a little tea joint I was called over to a table of guys playing cards. The chap next to me pulled out his phone and was telling me that the dude opposite was the best something, about 4 watermellons. He opened a photo on his phone of himself with one watermellon on his head, wait he gestured nodding towards his friend as he said 'Araba' (four) as his phone opened a new picture of his mate across the table balancing four watermelons on his head.
I'd taken a picture of the same guy, in Ramallah (an hours drive south) this summer gone. I had it on my phone and showed him, he said something about allah, and I said Allah akbar. Picture above.






The watermellon balancer took this photo out of his inside jacket pocket and passed it to me. The men are family in prison in Israel, I didn't catch their relationship.