This is probably one of the most peaceful, soothingly simple mosques I have been to yet. It has a considerably good sized prayer hall that can most likely fit 300 worshipers. Well lit from the outside, I was expecting the same inside but this was not the case. There were only 2 bulbs in the mehrab dimly illuminating the prayer hall. You could barely see anything towards the back of it. As I entered the hall I heard quiet chattering of women towards the back, but didn't see any even though there was no physical partition. That is how dark it was. I sat in the front where there was little light and tried to assess and size up the place. From what I could make out of it I would imagine this place is very peaceful in the daytime with sunlight pouring through the rather large arched windows all around.
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After prayers were over I was heading out to my car and noticed an Egyptian family huddled in a circle. A man from the group saw me walking and approached me,
Man- "Open your hand."
Dumbstruck, I opened my hand no questions asked and he applied something on it with the consistency of dried up lotion on the tip of a pump on a lotion bottle (you all know what I'm talking about, I hope).
Me: "What is this?"
Man- "Misk. Ramadan Kareem."
And that was that. I smeared the substance on my hands and within it I felt granular smaller round solids. Both of my hands amazingly never felt this soft, softer than a baby's skin, or smelled this good. I got in my car and quickly googled what misk was. The only results coming up were of musk, so maybe this was a different pronunciation of it. I always thought musk was an oil but apparently it isn't. If not from plants, most musk is secreted from a gland in deer. I was weirded out for a bit, but then realized, "hey, this stuff works!"