I am back in my hotel room on Sunday after a 2 hour sojourn through the western Casbah then back through the Medina. I have a great little window on things from my 4th floor southwest facing room. First there are some buzzing businesses below---one being a bottled water distribution center---the other a wood shop. There is a little guard shack you have seen in previous photos I think. A dog sleeps in a little cardboard shed to it's left during nighttime hours. He is tied and gets very upset when a horsefly or something is buzzing around. He barks at night, especially when revelers(not drinkers mind you, but music festival attendees and such) get too close. He has a couple of minders---one is a security or parking guy who I think he spends the heat of the day with--the other is a severely disabled fellow who I think keeps the streets clean---also appears to be deaf. He and the dog love each other, they hug and appear very close. In the daytime one or the other guy is in the little shack at times. At night, the dog is there. Today, Sunday, there is little activity on the street but just now a taxi driver pulled over, grabbed a piece of cardboard out of the car and knelt for prayer. Shoes off. Stands up. Kneels again. Packs up the cardboard. Gets in and drives off. I hear the call to prayer often here. It is a lower octave than you hear on TV in America, less musical, but nevertheless, beautiful. Allah-Huakbar....for about 5 minutes several times a day. No agenda here but it never fails to move me for some reason. I shall post some pictures of all of this next.
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