There is a monastery in Greece perched high on a cliff several
hundred
feet in the air. The only way to reach the monastery is to be
suspended
in a basket which is pulled to the top by several monks who pull
and
tug with all their strength. Obviously, the ride up the steep cliff
in
that basket is terrifying.
One tourist got exceedingly nervous about half-way up as he
noticed
that the rope by which he was suspended was old and frayed.
With a trembling voice he asked the monk who was riding with him
in the
basket how often they changed the rope. The monk thought for a
moment
and then answered, "Usually right after it breaks."
There is a monastery in Greece perched high on a cliff several
hundred
feet in the air. The only way to reach the monastery is to be
suspended
in a basket which is pulled to the top by several monks who pull
and
tug with all their strength. Obviously, the ride up the steep cliff
in
that basket is terrifying.
One tourist got exceedingly nervous about half-way up as he
noticed
that the rope by which he was suspended was old and frayed.
Shouting at the top of his lungs, he asked the monks who
were pulling him how often they changed the rope.
The monks simply let go and shrugg " We don't know"