Last night, we had the long awaited Arab night which consisted of everyone dressing up in the best Arabic way we know how. It was a great time obviously.
It all started when our Arabic teacher, Aymman teaching us a little bit about the reading of the Qu'ran and the daily call to prayer and the month of fasting. Then, two of the callers from the mosque were there to demonstrate each for us. We hear the call to prayer every day being broadcast from the towers around the city, but being in the presence of the people while they do it was an awesome experience. They make it sound so musical however, they do not call it singing. It is very unique and beautiful.
Just the gang in our awesome Arabic outfits. Tucker was the normal one. I sported my genie pants. Brennan dressed up in a suit and we all called him an oil lord/rich arab. Megan was our gypsy type. We covered all the bases.
They decorated the Oasis (our cafeteria) to set the scene.
After dinner, we were taught how to dance by these 4 high school kids. They demonstrated first and then we split into groups and learned it so we could all come together in the end and perform. It was all about the footwork. My favorite and the hardest move was definitely the "airplane." I will have to break that one out at the next dance party. As is expected, the dancing just turned so american into a dance party. Good times when we are still just a group of american tourist kids and it always comes out.
Over all, it was a good time.
Lesson learned: Costumes make everything better.
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