There is a real sense of anticipation as we peer into the jungle. Everyone is very quiet, even the children. Thirty metres in front of us is a timber platform with bananas, coconuts and sugar cane in a small pile. Behind the platform the jungle rises uphill. A tall thin tree groans and sways in the distance. Then another. The orangutans are coming. Noises in the Night “You look exhausted”, said Sim. We had just sat down to have lunch at the regular food hall next to work. I nodded, “Prayers and Crackers”. He smiled. Prayers Five times a day a call goes out from the mosques in all directions for a “Hasten to Prayer”. In years past the muezzin, the man appointed to call to prayer, would have to climb the top of a minaret.
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