It feels like time travelling back into the old TdA 2008 times, in northern Africa. The Deli River Hotel is sandwiched between mosques and there seems to be cross talking over our heads 
. Luckily I had a deep sleep this night and I didn’t wake up by the early morning prayers … only the cricket chorus and the humidity make a difference.
Acoustic reminders to the old days in Northern Africa during TdA 2008
This construction serves the purpose of spreading the word, but definitely not the prettiest of the minarets I’ve ever seen 
