The Coptic area

After leaving the museum, we were immediately accosted by people offering us a taxi. We needed a five person one and we knew the price, so not everyone was interested, but one was. He was a Coptic Christian himself he said. It least his tax looked like it:

I think the taxi driver took a bit of a detour, so we saw two famous mosques on our way. He offered to take us to them, but we told him we had no interest in seeing one from the inside.

I think this is the most famous one, called The Citadel or so:

Here the Coptic area:

Inside the Coptic church. The impression I got was that it was basically Romish, praying to saints, body parts of saints on display, etc.

We were a bit up on another church there, when the call to prayer started. This was a Friday of course, and the Ramadan, but at least 5, and I think more, times a day you here incessant blaring through loudspeakers across the whole city, calling the faithful to pray. They do that everywhere actually, in their shop, they have a specially reserved area in restaurants, religion and culture here mix like nothing else in the world. But anyway, hopefully this gives some indication how it sounds:

Clearly we have only God to thank we were not born a muslim or having to live in muslim areas. His providence has been exceedingly mercyful.

Our taxi-driver wanted to wait, for only a small fee so he brought us back. Here a photo that shows a little bit how crazy driving here is:

Or with four people on a motor bike:

Nog nooit in China geweest

Nog nooit in China geweest zeker ;-) Het enige verschil met wat ik kan zien is dat het in China met 6 banen tegelijk gebeurt.