impressions

At dawn, when the streets are still empty because of Ramadan, an old man on a cart pulled by a donkey.  The cart was loaded with vegetables.

The call to prayer over loudspeakers, coming from all directions, unsynchronized and unharmonic.

Celebrations of Iftar-long tables in the streets, colored lights and sparkly banners strung from trees and buildings, people talking and laughing as they break the daily fast of Ramadan. Dirt and smog everywhere.  People are kind here, to each other and to strangers.