Jordanian cats to brighten your day 

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Just 15 hours later: Palestine

It had been 3 years since I was last in Palestine. This time came with even more challenges as I had gotten involved in activism within those last 3 years. I was blessed to find that my name on my Jordanian passport differed from my American and so I had a semi-easy time getting in through the Allenby crossing, besides the 5-hour bus halt in over 100-degree weather, and the 3-hour wait for my cousin’s wife who is not Palestinian, but al7amdela we got in somehow. These pictures were taken at 12 a.m. June 4th, one day before Ramadan in Nablus.