I have to keep my hands busy on a plane, otherwise I go nuts.
Crazy ass pizza.
After months-long procedures of getting my passport renewed and a US visa issued, I’m reunited with my son Khaled and my nephew Mahmoud.
Early in the morning, Eve chats with the gargoyles outside.
A park selfie with the Abu-Ghazaleh clan.
You can take the girl out of Kuwait…
One of Philly’s many beautiful murals surrounds me and my Khaled.
Khaled and his baba at Little Spoons restaurant.
Free, free Palestine! Free, free Gaza! On our way to Chinatown we take a detour.
Living with boys.