Friday. Unsuccessful attempts about the commercial information.

December 28th, 1849, 7pm

Friday. Unsuccessful attempts about the commercial information. Visit to the Coptic Bishop - receives me in his courtyard - preceded by [my servant] Hassan who tells him: “it’s a French Lord traveling the whole world to learn and who comes to you to talk about your religion.” In a small garden with a few trees, a flowerbed with high dark greenery - a trellised divan all around it. The Coptic Bishop, old man with a white beard in his cloak, squat in a corner of the divan, feet naked; he coughed. Books around him. at a distance, three doctors in black dresses, younger, stand, also with long beards. When he grew tired, another priest continued. Hassan in the middle of this, standing, his arms folded in his wide sleeves. I had left my whip at the door. Me, seated on the divan and chatting.

Cassie and David Wade said thanks.

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Gustave Flaubert

"Travel makes one modest, you see what a tiny place you occupy in the world." [extracts from Flaubert's travel diary written in 1849-1851]

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