Death On The Nile - Cairo II
You shouldn't laugh but...
Day Two and we took the guided tour of a few Churches, a synagogue and a mosque. You have to remember that this is the very end of Ramadan but devout Muslims still cannot eat or drink during the daylight hours of 6am to 6pm.
We visited the Ben-Ezra synagogue...
... and the chaplet (sic) of St George (and the dragon)...
...and by now we're close to lunchtime, and hungry.
"Is there anywhere we can get some food?" my wife enquired.
"Yes", our guide replied, "the nearest is the KFC, we'll take you there. However, we cannot park outside, you must eat the food in the minibus while we drive."
One quick visit and we're off into the manic traffic again.
We were all merrily scoffing KFC down our necks when I was suddenly very aware that all the people in cars around us were staring at us through the windows. It suddenly dawned on me. "Ooops, this is Ramadan, these poor people aren't allowed to eat at all!".
We finished lunch sitting on the floor of the bus like we were having a picnic. We found out later that it's most impolite to eat or drink in front of Muslims during Ramadan too.
Back at the hotel H had another thought, "I bet that minibus stinks of KFC..."
Day Two and we took the guided tour of a few Churches, a synagogue and a mosque. You have to remember that this is the very end of Ramadan but devout Muslims still cannot eat or drink during the daylight hours of 6am to 6pm.
We visited the Ben-Ezra synagogue...
... and the chaplet (sic) of St George (and the dragon)...
...and by now we're close to lunchtime, and hungry.
"Is there anywhere we can get some food?" my wife enquired.
"Yes", our guide replied, "the nearest is the KFC, we'll take you there. However, we cannot park outside, you must eat the food in the minibus while we drive."
One quick visit and we're off into the manic traffic again.
We were all merrily scoffing KFC down our necks when I was suddenly very aware that all the people in cars around us were staring at us through the windows. It suddenly dawned on me. "Ooops, this is Ramadan, these poor people aren't allowed to eat at all!".
We finished lunch sitting on the floor of the bus like we were having a picnic. We found out later that it's most impolite to eat or drink in front of Muslims during Ramadan too.
Back at the hotel H had another thought, "I bet that minibus stinks of KFC..."
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