Libya: What I Wore to the Revelation

Six years before the current crisis, KRISTA BREMER went to the Tripoli home of her new in-laws. What she saw—on the streets and, more tellingly, in the hearts of the sequestered women who welcomed her—was nothing short of astonishing

By Krista Bremer
women on streets of libya during revolution photo
A street scene in one of the older sections of Tripoli. Women seldom appear alone in public.
Photograph: Pascal Meunier/Cosmos/Aurora Photos

Update: Since the Libyan uprising began, Internet access in Tripoli has been cut, and phone lines have been disrupted, so our contact with family has been intermittent. A month ago one of my sisters-in-law told us she had used her entire savings to stock up on food for her family. As this article was going to press, she told us fuel supplies in Tripoli were dwindling, grocery shelves were bare, and the city sat under a cloud of fear, with only glimpses of hope. During this difficult time, my relatives have been relying heavily on one another, visiting regularly, sharing child care and dreams of peace.

KRISTA BREMER writes for various publications and is a regular contributor to NPR. She is currently at work on a memoir.

 

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First Published June 7, 2011

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