Living in a Muslim Country

When the Athan is called from our masjid, Dad, Ameer, and Siraj make wudu and walk to the masjid. It is about a five or ten minute walk from our apartment to the masjid. I love waking up and hearing the Athan. If I leave my bedroom windows open I can hear many Athans being called simultaneously. Now we never have to wonder if it is time to pray because we will hear several Athans and Akhamets called.
When we are out and it is time to pray it is so easy to walk to the nearest masjid and pray. There is no having to worry about where or what time to pray anymore. It is common to see men praying outside. I feel so blessed to live here. Men wear thobes and kufies and women wear hijab and niqab. A lot of the men here have a mark on their forehead from praying. I saw a man with a pink thobe on. That is something I have never seen in the US. For the most part the scarves I see women wearing are very bright and colorful. We will also see people dressed like how people in the States are dressed. When we greet people it is with Salam. Even the non-Muslims will say Asalamwalakum, Alhumdullilah, Mashallah, and other phrases of the sort.