Dessert monasteries

Last Saturday we were supposed to see some "dessert monasteries". Preparing ourselves for creme brule with the monks, we were sorely disappointed when it actually was a group of three DESERT monasteries. Regardless, we enjoyed the day of walking through medieval Coptic monasteries and hanging out with Coptic pilgrims.





"If I see another relic... I might just fall asleep"



... and then he did.





We met this family at one of the monasteries who insisted we come to Alexandria and visit them in our last week here, we told them insha'allah, which will essentially get you out of any engagement. The father wanted us to look up his brother in New York. We repeatedly told him New York was not anywhere near where we lived, but that we would try after he insisted. I don't think we'll be finding Saber anytime soon though, as the phone number he gave us was (no lie): 12345678.