Lalibela - an Ethiopian equivalent of Jerusalem |
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When King Lalibela realised that Jerusalem was so far away, he decided to dedicate a piece of his land to become a holy land and built ten churches, one for each commandment.
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No taxi service was available at the airport, which was 25 kilometres away from Lalibela. And it was all the way up the mountains. However, many hotels, and all the mid range ones, normally would send some form of transport and charge about £2. It took approximately 45 minutes to the town. That gave me only about an hour to visit some of the churches before they closed at noon for lunch.
Mine, and many other mid and almost upper range hotels, were located at the far end of the village - a long, uphill and exhausting hike from the churches. I think the distance was 2.5 kilometres. I had to leg it and be fast if I wanted to see anything that morning. When I got to the top I was properly knackered.
The entry fee doubled since the last update of my guidebook, six months before. And the guides were asking 200 birr (£11), which was 50 birr more than the book suggested. I only had 450 birr on me. Having read that Lalibela had no banking facilities, that stirred my blood a little. Yet, there was a bank in Lalibela indeed. So I could breathe much easier.
At the time of closure, I was standing inside the Church of St George, perhaps the most famous and definitely the most photographed one out of all ten (eleven) churches. There are in fact ten churches in Lalibela, one for each of the Ten Commandments. This is how the King Lalibela designed them. However, nowadays one of the churches is divided in two, hence both the local guides and the literature talk about eleven temples.
So, it was perfectly reasonable to visit all ten (eleven) churches in two hours. This meant that the cheeky guides charge 100 birr an hour, which was £5.43 - few pennies short of the UK's minimum hourly rate, the same that virtually all bartenders in the UK got!
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Overall, Lalibela was one of the more striking historic places I had visited by that time. The rock-hewn temples surely defied reason, but the fact that they were located amongst breathtaking scenery made them truly unforgettable. The multiple table mountains looming in the far background and the 200 year old round rural houses in between complemented the churches beautifully. I had no words.
My understanding was that Lalibela was on the rise. More hotels, fortunately kept in a traditional architecture (round huts), were springing up and the main street was paved with cobble stones. The road from the airport was sealed and every souvenir shop offered an Internet service, and the bank had opened. Yet, few decent restaurants existed, namely - two. I overheard one tourist educating one of the guides how Lalibela could improve by bringing more eateries. I could not agree more. As I was thinking about dinner, I did not have many options. One, of course, was Roha Hotel, where I stayed.
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Rock-hewn churches is what one comes to see. There is nothing else in Lalibela. It is a holy land, and although the mountains around are lovely, the UNESCO listed Simien Mountains, north-west of Lalibela are where people go.
Locals in Lalibela were what I liked special.
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There are in fact ten churches in Lalibela, one for each of the Ten Commandments. This is how the King Lalibela designed them. However, nowadays one of the churches is divided in two, hence both the local guides and the literature talk about eleven temples.
The midday sun created harsh light and I made it clear to my guide that I would want to come back to the Church of St George just before the site was closing for the night at 5pm. I loved that church and I wanted to try to take better pictures of it. It deserved it!
The EU, although with good intentions, was ruining the character of the site. Huge steel roofs were being constructed over the churches to protect them from the elements, particularly during the rainy season. The roofs were enormous and elevated with massive shiny steel legs rising directly from the base of the churches. The fate of the lovely Church of St George was apparently the same. That is going to be a crime!
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My understanding was that Lalibela was on the rise. More hotels, fortunately kept in a traditional architecture (round huts), were springing up and the main street was paved with cobble stones. The road from the airport was sealed and every souvenir shop offered an Internet service, and the bank had opened. Yet, few decent restaurants existed, namely - two. I overheard one tourist educating one of the guides how Lalibela could improve by bringing more eateries. I could not agree more. As I was thinking about dinner, I did not have many options. One, of course, was Roha Hotel, where I stayed. The other was Seven Olives Hotel, whose menu I liked actually, but the hotel was at the other end of the town - almost an hour away, uphill all the way! This did not thrill me at all. Yes, I am a lazy pig. Roha was not bad, and for about USD 40 a night, it was a great value. Really great value, actually.
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When time came to hit the town again, the quite edible spaghetti settled in my stomach. I did not go far and two boys, one named Jolly, asked me for my email. I was very impressed with his English, so I agreed. Later, the boys joined me for a few cokes and sprites at the Megabi Cafeteria. I also bought them cakes. They really did not want anything from me but just to talk. Within a few minutes there were six of them at my table. English of most of them was excellent. I did not have to repeat myself too many times. And they were only between 15 and 18 years old. We laughed a lot for the entire evening, but when I learnt that they had to go to college for 8am next day, I called it a night. It was a good evening.
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Lallibela traditional houses
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There are no real hangouts in Lalibela. Travellers usually stay at the hotels and local tend to attend few cafeterias and internet cafes.
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People of Lalibela long for a closer contact with visitors. And I do not mean the tourist guides but the villagers and the general population. I realised that when I went on wandering in the evening and stepped into the Megabi Cafeteria. Everyone, who came in later, said hello and some shook my hand. My table was full of local guys chatting about life, the universe and everything and none of them wanted anything but to practice their English. I offered coca-colas, fantas, etc, but they did not want much. Just to talk and they did have about 1001 questions...
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Published on Sunday February 10th, 2008 by krisek
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