You’re in Qatar?! I used to live in Qatar, as an English teacher. Are you there for the war? When I was there a few years ago, no one had heard of the place. Now it’s Grand Central Station. There I was thinking I was super cool for living in this country no one had heard of, and events come along and… ah, you get the idea.
Saudi should be different than Qatar (and most other Muslim societies in the world) on this count because of the mutawa, the religious enforcement police. Apparently they’re real bastards. I’d leave that to Paul, I’m curious as SA is one of the Gulf countries I never did get to. I wasn’t going to take a shot at this til someone mentioned Q-land.
Although Qatar’s also Wahhabist, it’s way mellow on issues of what you do publically while others pray in comparison to Saudi AFAIK. In my classes we had a break for prayer time, during which most of the students went outside for a cigarette and the truly religious ones went to the prayer room for about 10 min. total (walk there, pray, walk back).
In someone’s house - you’d ikely be in the men’s or women’s majlis, the sex-segregated rooms where same-sex visitors visit with family members - there could be prayer and a couple of other things going on at once. I’d just keep a respectful quiet.
On TV in Qatar, the most bizarre thing would happen… what my housemates and I called The Oracle! In mid-sentence the screen would blank out and be replaced by a green-bordered (green being the Muslim heavenly color) circular video display of local mosques and Friday prayer footage, accompanied by a bellowing call to prayer, follwed by silence to pray… and then abruptly back to your regularly scheduled programming. Kinda a religious Emergency Broadcast System test.
Out shopping, in restaurants, etc., although most people around are Muslim, basically not to much of anything is disrupted. The religious hie themselves to the nearest prayer room or mosque (there’s one of either in pretty much any block or mall) and no one bothers them.
I miss some of the muezzin; it’s really a beautiful sound even though I’m an unbeliever. Unfortunately the guy at the mosque across the street from our house didn’t have the greatest voice…
In more secular parts of the Muslim world (I’m thinking about larger places in Bosnia say, or Tunisia) not much of anything happens during the call; I remember the very first time I heard it the guy selling techno cassettes in Tuzla didn’t even turn down his boom box, which was disappointing to me as an observer hoping for a different cultural experience. It’s become background, like church bells in a western city. In smaller, more conservative Muslim towns around the world, people are more obervant.