Our final visit in Zaatari is to meet the extended family of our interpreter, Nadin.
- Harrowing journey for refugees
- Fleeing the bombs
- Acid poured on handcuff wounds
- Shelter offers relative comfort
- Winter journey to safety
- Existence in exile severe
- Purpose-built, orderly and secure
- 2000 asylum seekers interviewed daily
- Night-time crawl under fire to escape
- 85,000 souls spread across camp
- Young scholar pleads for help
- Travel diary
She wants us to meet her cousin, whose husband, Khaled Abd Alhamed, was arrested by the Syrian Regular Army three years ago.
''There has been no information since.''
We are invited in, and sit with the extended family on squabs in a concrete courtyard between the family's caravans.
Two little girls appear and then a mischievous young boy.
''These are the arrested men's children,'' we are told.
''Please, photos and write ... anything that can help.''
We sit in the courtyard with the family enjoying chatting through gestures and smiles over hot, sweet cups of tea, while Nadin does her best to keep up translating the conversation.
They were a ''wealthy family'' in Syria and had stores in the markets.
Like most, they had very little when they arrived in Zaatari but are already working as a family to build a better life in the camp.
A cousin tells me she has a degree in Arabic studies.
Nadin had also been studying and those family members not involved in making a living in Zaatari's markets are busy volunteering with the aid agencies in the camp.
Meeting Nadin's family is a highlight of our visit.
They are welcoming and we sit laughing and conversing as if we have all been friends for years.
- Steve Addison
