We dashed back to the centre of Lalibela, hoping we weren't too late to see the final ceremony. I saw this guy weaving on the way. Unfortunately when we went back after the ceremony, he had packed up for the day.
The first indication that the ceremony was under way was meeting the group of chanting, dancing and stick-waving young men.
When we got to the ceremony, there was just an enormous horde of people. Being rather short, I was dismayed, thinking that I wouldn't be able to see a thing. But no, it was a bit like parting the Red Sea. The crowd parted and let us foreigners through, right to the front. We sat down to ensure we weren't blocking their view and effectively had front row seats of the final ceremony!In this photo below you can see the priest with the Tabot, the replica of the Ark of the Covenant on his head.
It was time for one last meal at Ben Abeba restaurant and one last beautful sunset, before we headed back to Addis Adaba.
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