There are prayer calls five times a day and I'm thankful I don't live next to a mosque to be woken up at 4 am. They are blared from loudspeakers in a deep baritone and the ghostly chanting echoes throughout the ancient streets. The first two mornings the hairs stood up on the back of my neck as I lay on my hotel bed listening. Now I find them to be relaxing and familiar.
Sunday, September 9, 2007
Haunting Refrain
There are prayer calls five times a day and I'm thankful I don't live next to a mosque to be woken up at 4 am. They are blared from loudspeakers in a deep baritone and the ghostly chanting echoes throughout the ancient streets. The first two mornings the hairs stood up on the back of my neck as I lay on my hotel bed listening. Now I find them to be relaxing and familiar.
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