Ziad, a 35-year-old Palestinian, recounts another day in Gaza; the constant search for water; a trip to a tailor that takes him near an explosion; the disturbing sense of normality
8am We don’t have drinking water. Up until last night, the host family were telling us they were looking for alternatives. This morning, I realise that the five bottles they had last night are empty. They are asking for one of the two we still have.
