Manger Square

In a well needed let up from the pace, we have a bit of time in Bethlehem, to wander around Manger Square (which appears to be hosting a local version of Dance Idol) and get some lunch.

Stuart, G (my most excellent room mate for this trip) and I potter about and start chatting to the owner of a small souvenir shop (we laughingly agree to his proposed deal that we look around his shop in exchange for a recommendation of somewhere quiet to grab some lunch).

As we chat and ask questions, our new acquaintance opens up, sharing a little of his life and how business is being devastated by the wall.

So if you ever happen to be in Bethlehem and in the market for some beautifully carved olive wood items or finest ceramics, cross Manger Square away from the Church of the Nativity, go back one road and suss out St John’s Souvenirs. As well as some of the friendliest service you could hope for, he’s also to be listened to if you want to find a hidden little cave like café serving very yummy and reasonably priced schwarma wraps*.

* Unfortunately G decides to head back to the Casa Nova for lunch, where we catch up with her 45minutes later…still waiting to be served. Partly run by monks, it’s surprising they aren’t better at taking orders...