Sunday, February 5, 2012

The call to prayer

No matter where you are (even if you're up on a mountain) you can hear the call to prayer 5 times a day. Luckily I'm an incredibly deep sleeper so I rarely hear the dawn one (~6AM), but I have been woken up by it a few times. The call to prayer here is really harsh. It's like the guy is yelling at you; it was the same way in Fes. According to people who have been elsewhere in the Islamic world, this is unique to Morocco.

The exception is the morning call to prayer, which I have heard enough times to reach the conclusion that it is generally really beautiful. Admittedly I've never been more than half-conscious when listening to that call to prayer, so I suppose its beauty could be a figment of my dreams, but other people have agreed with me so I think it's actually just that the powers that be have decided that it's best to coax people out of bed in the morning rather than yelling at them to pray when they're tired and cranky. 

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