20 Jun


At the last morning’s breakfast, Ali, the restaurant manager, slid past my table, as the two groups of pilgrims were eating the usual hard boiled eggs from the buffet, “Abuna, would you like scrambled eggs?” I did not want to offend his kindness and gesture of hospitality. A cup of hot coffee, a few pieces of warm and slightly toasted bread, strawberry and apricot jams, chocolate and halva (a sweet and smooth sesame seed spread), and freshly scrambled eggs – a break the fast worthy of a pilgrim.

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