Monday, July 13, 2009

The gift of fresh mountain origanum

This day was rather peaceful.  We got thrown out of a village by a priest, who told us to go and collect all the Bibles that we just handed out.  We didn’t, of course.  At another village we met 3 lovely old ladies who received us gladly and were all smiles.  That’s were we also met the friendly English speaking man who drove a taxi (although he wasn’t a taxi driver) and gave us directions.  When I asked to take a photo of him, he quickly got this bunch of fresh origano , that he picked in the mountain, and gave it to us, as well as another big bunch to our other car.  

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