We flew to Lalibela and wandered around town. We had lunch
at a hotel with a magnificent view overlooking the valley and surrounding
mountains. We must have been approached by every person under twenty and over
seventy in town. Unfortunately, begging seems to be a major pastime here. Old
women hold out there hands. Young children yell to us “hello” quickly followed
by “hello money” “hello pen” “hello pencil”. We started saying to them “hello
birr” and holding out our hands. This produced hysterical giggling. The teenagers
are on break from school and spend their time trying to get “sponsors” They
are a little more restrained for a while. “Hello” “what’s your name?” “where
are you from?” are followed by “I’m a student. I’m on break. I
need a sponsor.” There is a lot of poverty here that is hard to witness
although everyone does seem to have enough to eat. The land is very fertile and
all kinds of crops are grown. Also, unlike Kenya, school really is free here.
On Friday, we saw a very nice hotel built in the style
of the traditional tukals but with modern amenities and negotiated down the
price. We moved Saturday morning and lined up an excellent guide for the
Lalibela churches.
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| A very strange bird!! |
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| At the restaurant with the panoramic view |
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| Sights in town |
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| traditional Lalibela Houses |
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| Cute, friendly boys. |
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