And now it was a long walk through some of the newer parts of the city to a little mosque in a park. We prayed Zuhr and Asr. As with most Arab mosques, it had a female section impressively despite its diminutive size.
I meant to ask about its history but everybody was either praying or reading the Qur'an and so didn't want to disturb. In hindsight, maybe I should have. The name for a start is intriguing.
It was Yousuf and Zainab's yogurt time...
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