Tuesday, August 12, 2008

There's no escaping the prayer call . . .


The very first day in my new place, I suddenly heard inshallah allahu akbar blasting through my window -- thought I was having a Jakarta flashback, then went on the porch and saw a big mosque just over the trees! As it turns out the whole neighborhood outside the wall is Malaysian. The mosque wails day and night and its much louder here than it ever was in Jakarta. Here's a photo from my balcony . . .

1 comment:

Jen Reed said...

Yay for a blog! It sounds like you're having a better start than you did at your last school... Did the school put you in that apartment or did you have to find it? Your compound sounds very much like the Concordia neighborhood. But I love the tropical look! I head back to China on Friday, and I'll do my best to keep up with your blog, though China makes it difficult by blocking Blogger. :-P