The part of the building that I visited was showing its age a little, and was a little small and cramped for its task. I arrived a little bit before the service, not nearly as early as I usually do, so I really didn’t have time to wander around looking lost and talking to folks in the way I like to.
I had been playing phone tag with a person from the mosque to arrange a visit, because their website indicated that visitors needed to make an appointment. By the way guys, your website is quite possibly the worst website for a religious institution I’ve ever seen. Take a cue from the Mars Hill website, it’s just about the best.
Anyway, through phone messages I was able to determine that it would be okay for me to just show up at a prayer service, and I’d be welcome, and I was able to figure out the best time to go from the awful website. I attended the mid-day service.