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Travel Blogs from Addis Ababa
There is never a dull day in Addis Ababa!!!
... Canada. In grade 12, they are to write a national exam that will determine their career path for the next 6 to 10 years, if not inevitably. Their prospects are listed from most suitable to least, and they are then to enter into the most appropriate field…whether it be their passion or not. Although education here is paid for by the government, in the cases of doctors, they are required to serve the system for 2 to 5 years ...
Ethiopia = Mixed reactions
... you have to pee on the side of the road. Yes, it does take a while, but if Africa has taught us anything, than it has taught us that it is okay to line up next to the other girls and pee, right there and then. Well, our pee stops in Ethiopia were a little different. We were warned that on the way to the capital city of Addis Ababa, the rural areas would be over populated and that when we stopped for a pee stop, the boys would have to form a wall barrier and the girls would ...
Adieu, Addis
... ending salad at Olive Garden. My talk with the Ambassador was more than interesting. Born in Mozambique (a former Portuguese colony) he kept me entertained with accounts of his storied past, including his political imprisonment by the fascist Salazar/Caetano regime for being a Maoist prior to the anti-colonial “Carnation Revolution” of the 1970’s. For possessing the wisdom of someone who seems to have seen and done it ...
Africa - at last!
... in the early 4th Century and 50% Muslim); the National Museum and had a drive through the Merkato, the largest market in Africa. Other facts: Ethiopia has 82 million citizens; AA is at 8250 feet elevation; coffee is from Ethiopia and it's one of only 2 countries in Africa never colonized by Europeans. It was occupied from 1935 -1941 by the Italians. As a result, there are espresso makers every where; they say "ciao" and pasta is found on many menus! It ...
Addis in transit
... I have only been out of the bathroom for a few moments and it is still laying there on the floor. The woefully large woman that I had to squeeze by because she wouldn’t step out of the way, the reason why my boarding pass was pulled out of my backpack gave me a judgmental “stupid tourist” look as I ran back in and picked it up. When I came back out the nearly lost boarding pass opened up the conversation with Julie and ...