Bahar Dar - Monasteries
We walked from our hotel to the Bahar Dar Ghion. I don’t know if that is its actual name, but it is owned/operated similarly to the Ghion in Addis. After attempting to get a boat to the famous islands that have the monasteries that allow visitors, we were told we could go on the next boat. Three “next boats” later, we were on our way in a huge boat powered by a 15hp motor.
The boat was pretty basic and had a tarp over it to block most of the sun. It also had a bench seat running along both sides. It was painted a very intense blue with bits of reddish rust colored paint peeking out from underneath.
The boat ride to the first island took almost an hour. After arriving, we hiked quite a way up to the top of the island. The path was a little rocky and some of the rocks were slick-worn from a lot of foot traffic.
At the top, we entered the round church.
It had the 3 sets of doors like all Orthodox churches. The church had an outside hallway that encircled the inner church. The roof had originally been grass, but was replaced with metal. Of course, we removed hats and shoes before entering.
The majoity of the tour was focused on describing the bible stories related to the paintings. Some of the paintings had been restored, but quite a few were originals. They painted directly onto the cloth covered mud/grass walls. There were even some areas where the charcoaled outlines of paintings were started.
Surprisingly for me, a lot more of the scenes were violence-based than I expected. There were the standards like the Birth of Christ and angels bordering the doorways. But, it also seemed that every church we went to had scenes depicting Herod killing the babies, St. George slaying the dragon, Christians slaughtering non-believers, Simon the cannibal at the scales* and St. Yared singing his songs.
St. Yared singing is violent?!! Yup. Apparently, St. Yared’s songs are so powerful that the King was distracted and speared St. Yared in the foot.
The story of Simon written with my perspective on the story: Apparently he killed a lot of people and ate them. It started out with Simon being a good religious guy. He had some visitors come to his house and he served them ox. They didn’t like it and asked Simon to kill his son so they could eat human flesh. Simon, being a great host but not so great father, served them his son. Simon became nuts and started killing and eating a lot of people. At one point, a leper came up to Simon and asked for water in the name of Mary. Simon seemed to recall that he used to be a good guy who loved Mary, so he complied. Then, I think, he Hannibal Lectered a few more people and died himself. When he got to the pearly gates and was facing St. Michael’s scale of justice, he was in a quandary-killing people seems to make it so you can’t use your EasyPass to get pass the Heaven tollbooth. He had all the people he killed on one side of the scale weighed against giving the leper water. The scale just barely tipped against him due to his murdering. So, Mary came along and cast her shadow on the Leper-gets-water side of the scale and whammo-bammo, Simon the murdering flesh eater is given an entry ticket to Heaven.
So, I already have a problem with several aspects of Christianity. This story which was not conveyed with disappointment or shame put me in a huge funk. I didn’t even listen to a lot of what was said after that because I was so pissed that apparently the Christian God thinks it is OK to indiscriminately kill people, including your own child, and your accountability for your actions is wiped out with sharing a cup of water.
After the church, we went to the museum. That was a rip off. It cost 2O birr to see the museum which ended up being a hut with 4 gold crosses and 3 priest robes.
We hiked back down to the boat. There were many beautiful vistas. In one area, we saw a reed boat that is actually functional. Though I did manage to successfully bypass most of the tourist tables, I did buy a mini-reed boat replica for my oldest son from this girl named Fikranya. She loved posing for the photos.
Next we went to the monastery islands. The males went to one island, the females to the other. Now, the male island has only males. But, the female island, Entos-Eyesu, also has males because they must have male priests, male security guards and male guides for the tourists. Another entry fee and we saw a smaller version of the same church on the previous island. The nuns that are there farm for food and make stuff for the tourists. They have been there their whole adult life and never leave. They have an annual fasting when they all go into a cave and for 4O days only eat grains and water and pray.
It ended up being quite a pricey adventure as we had to pay for the guides, the guide tips, the entrance to both churches, a suggested donation to the churches, the boat ride, and a tip for the boat driver.
It seemed like quite a long day, even though we were only on the 6 hour trip. They also offered 1O hour trips, too. In the end, I was glad I went.