We just really wanted to be in a church, even briefly, on Easter morning. We didn't have enough time off the ship to find a local fellowship and attend a worship service, but just to be in a House of God was something we desired. We walked until we came to this beautiful place. Just as we walked up, the members were exiting with the priest handing them each a small cake.
This beautiful place was originally from the 2nd Byzantine period. During Ottoman rule, it was converted into a mosque and the bell tower turned into a minaret. It suffered destruction by earthquakes and fire, but as the city's most significant religious monument, it has been restored each time.
After giving the members time to exit, we entered.
And this was by far, my favorite Easten morning picture. CC read the Easter story to us aloud.
And we enjoyed the beautiful colored glass.
After we boarded again, Sweet Cheeks and I began checking out all the (7 or so?) bars on the boat and seeing if the fruit drinks tasted the same in all of them.
Big Ben quickly learned that he could even order something like a milkshake.
I love my kids. They looked up every conceivable activity on the boat and went to classes. Here Sweet Cheeks is attending an origami class. Firstborn went to embroidery class. Twinkle (of course) went to Greek dancing. No belly dancing!!!