It leads many to question how they approach religion.
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A couple of years ago, while visiting family in Jerusalem, we did the Bethlehem excursion to see the Church of the Nativity among the other sites to see there, and after that we took a walk across the square to the market that starts at the edge of the square.
While walking across the square, the call to prayer happened. Loudest I heard the entire time I was in Israel, much louder than any I heard in the Old City of Jerusalem.
No one stopped what they were doing, everyone (mostly Arab) just continued to do what they were doing. The level of devotion was a bit below what I had come to expect.
It’s a wonderful language to learn, Claude.
Though I don’t drink, I find myself very at ease with others that are drinking around me. It seems like a great equalizer among men of all walks of life to drink a pint together (which shows their mortality to each other) and shoot the crap (which eventually leads to the meaning of life and other weighty topics).