When I left Zanzibar it was 80 degrees, sunny, and soft breezes were blowing in from the Indian Ocean. My transfer in Dar Es Salaam was the same. Five hours later when we got to Addis it was dark, 55 degrees, and raining steadily. On the plane I took out my Celtel SIM card and said good bye to cheap, reliable phone service and the SMS everyone uses everywhere but here. I mentally deleted my "jambo, mambo, poa, hakuna matata" patois and put it it's place my "tenahsteleen, endemena, tadyas, salam" auto-responses. I looked forward to a nice big meal of injera and shiro tagabino (sp?) and gomen (and those of who have eaten ugali know why). I also looked forward to sleeping in my own bed, with a cat laying on my chest, purring (the cat, not me).
JANET!!!!!!
Posted by: Stew | June 26, 2007 at 07:10 AM