My kind of tent
Last night we were invited to an Iftar dinner.
The muslims had been fasting for about 14 hours since first light (4:45am) and now they await the sunset (at exactly 6:23 pm) so they can make up for lost time.
I had been fasting for about 45 minutes and I was in as much of a hurry to get to the buffet as they were.
We were told we would be in a tent out on the beach. I was expecting to sit on the ground and eat with my fingers while outside the locals bargained with each other for camels.
Well, if this was a tent, then I'm a camper.
There were carpets and curtains and crystal chandeliers. We sat at tables and ate on fine china and I never saw a single camel.
Here is how Iftar works. The sun sets (doesn't have to be dark), you hear the call to prayer. You first take a light snack....a few dates and some milk or juice. Then you do your Maghrib prayer. Ten minutes later it is buffet time. From what I can tell, you then eat all night until first light the next morning.
1 comment:
That's my kind of camping as well. Our trip to see Yogi and Boo Boo at Jellystone was cut short due to a heavy infestation of Palmetto bugs (roach lingo)in our cabin! Andy loved our cabin and woke up wanting us to live there permanently - oh the wonders of boys! Were you the first one there or are muslims not allowed in pictures like Indians? Til next time, jenny
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