Photos

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Because we can't ever seem to put the camera down...

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Photos

First glimpses of Fez
From the floor of the back of a taxi

The salon
where people sleep, eat, watch tv, play cards, and kiss and greet the neverending stream of relatives and friends

The matriarch in the kitchen
this tiny kitchen, if you can believe it, produces massive meals that feed more than twenty people. good thing elias was the in the kitchen to help (and by help, we mean eat loads of bread)

Omar, happy only when on his father's or MC's shoulders
in the background, the family courtyard, normally overrun by children running wild with whole loaves of bread in their hands and men playing soccer

Eid dinner
all meals are eaten at a common table from common dishes. silverware is pretty much reserved for serving, and nobody thinks twice about double dipping, taking part of someone's half eaten bread, or drinking out of the same cup

View from the rooftop at night
I fall in love with Fez multiple times a day (and most of these incidents occur on the rooftop)