I can’t say that I’ve quite figured out how I feel about Ramallah after living here for nearly 2 years- the last time I had lived here was 17 years before my return. To be sure, this town has changed. The people are foreign to me- I’ve heard that Ramallah’s population shrinks by two-thirds over the weekend, which is a testament to the unnatural urbanization that Ramallah is undergoing. New buildings are replacing old, and the small-town feel I was familiar with as a child is all but gone now. When I walk these streets with my camera in my tight grip I’m an outsider looking in- I’m still part of this bubble-inside-a-bubble, but I’m very much a skeptical outsider trying to determine my relationship to my new home.