My little nephew Daniyal turned 4 in the middle of Ramadan, and I shot one and only one camera for his party that the patient little guy had to wait all day for, since the adults (and his older sisters) were fasting.
Poor guy!
My little nephew Daniyal turned 4 in the middle of Ramadan, and I shot one and only one camera for his party that the patient little guy had to wait all day for, since the adults (and his older sisters) were fasting.
Poor guy!
2 days (or one afternoon, one day, and one morning) is not enough time to see much at all, but Hana and I really did pack quite a bit in. We enjoyed Atlanta quite a bit: there’s a huge south Asian population there, and we ate at actual Bengali restaurants (you don’t find that in DFW); we stayed in an Air B&B right across from the beautiful Al Farooq Masjid; and encountered almost no racism or islamaphobia whatsoever.
We’ll have to go back again one day… Continue reading “Leaving Atlanta”