The streets were packed. Ramadan had ended. And I had never seen Edgware Road, where I lived, so alive before.
Along all the Islamic stores lining the streets, hookahs (shishas) were smoked, families were devouring meals at the delicious Lebanese restaurants*, and everyone appeared in a jolly mood. (and by jolly I mean...Paaar-tay!)
I wish I could've done more as weaved my way through the crowd. It's a culture I never see in the parts of America that I live. And what better way to be a part of that culture for the first time than than with a massive street party. (Wooooooo.)*
Oh well, here's a photo from the good times. Looks like a red carpet affair.
Sarah Minor / Instead of a caption, I'm just gonna plug Sarah's blog.
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Foot notes
*Actually that photo just looks like hummous, and it looks a little gross. But seriously, come to Edgware Road for the lamb shwarma.
*Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
1 comment:
I'm sure that was an amusing sight.
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