Whew! Just pulled up my blog only to fumble around in a language I don't even recognize! For a moment there I thought my hopes of blogging to be unreachable.
This morning I awoke at 4 a.m. Not sure how jet lag causes you to awaken early when back home it was 6:30 p.m. About 30 minutes later the beautiful call to prayer graced my ears and my friend and I shuffled to the rooftop to better soak it in. There are mosques on either side of the guesthouse where I'm staying. With starry sky above and shadows of mountains in every direction, the nuisance of traffic noise fought to drown out the chants flowing from places unseen.
The weather is perfect, though I will say wearing a scarf over your head causes greater warmth than one might expect! That being said, I still wish it wouldn't slip off every other moment. I'll learn.
Other than the calls and the clothes, this land doesn't seem all that foreign. My suspicion is that the longer I'm here, the more I'll find that to be true.
