The entrance fee was steep, and after we paid the price, we were informed that no picture-taking was permitted in any of the display rooms. Drat! How’s a person to blog with no pix? I wasn’t the only one disappointed, and we tourists kept the guards hopping in each room as they ran to stick their hands in front of our lenses, yelling, “No photo, Madame!” Some rooms showed old china and silverware, and I snapped a few shots just because…
Other rooms held jewel-encrusted clothing, artifacts and weaponry:
The final rooms held religious relics, and I didn’t dare try to get a picture there, but what an inventory! Not only did they display many relics of The Prophet, including his beard, a tooth, his footprint, his sword and bow, but they also had:
…and I thought Catholics cornered the market on relics!
Photography was permitted in the outer buildings, including the Circumcision Room.
The grounds were lovely, although probably more so when the roses bloom in summer.
An excellent day!