Walk through those doors, and the first thing you’ll notice is the iconography. These aren’t just paintings—they’re windows into heaven, done in that classic Coptic style with big eyes, gold halos, and a vibe that says, “I’ve seen God, and He’s chill.” The incense hangs in the air like a warm hug, and the chants? They’re in Arabic, Coptic, and English, blending together like a spiritual smoothie.
Don’t be intimidated if you don’t know the rituals. Just nod along, and when everyone bows, you bow. When they cross themselves, you cross yourself. It’s like a holy dance, and everyone’s invited. Even if you trip over your own feet. I did. Twice.
