I was in Indonesia, the first time I heard a full Muslim prayer call. It was dawn and I was climbing a not-terribly dormant volcano on the island of Java with a friend. The tone and melody surprised me so thoroughly that I sat down and just listened. I recall wondering then, as I do today in Istanbul, how many times, if ever, I'd climbed out of bed at dawn and got down on my face before God.
I'm fascinated by devotion.
If you've ever been curious how a Muslim prayer call sounds, watch this handy 38-second video.
If you live in Istanbul and have zero curiosity about Muslim prayer calls because they issue five times a day from loudspeakers in your neighborhood, but you are curious about the ridiculous view from Christy's new apartment, watch the handy 38-second video below.
I'm here to serve.
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