The Kutupalong camp might be a refugee camp, but it is a dusty kingdom all their own.
Bridges are being built, roads paved with bricks, shops are open for business. Kids are in school and might give a smile once in a while.
My time in the camp was cut short unexpectedly, but I’d like to share my favorite photos of my week there.
I’m so thankful for the experiences and interactions I had with the Rohingya. They are a beautiful and persevering people, moving forward despite the tragedies and horrors they’ve been subjected to.