On my bikeride to work at 07:10 this morning I saw someone who was kneeling with his forehead on the pavement, bum in the air, hands prayer-like in front of his head. I was startled, thinking that may be a drunkard in trouble.
As I passed him I heard the prayer in arabic.
I must say I was impressed. Getting out of the house around 7am to pray in the morning sun is something I would never bother to do.
I just leave the house at 7am for work.