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Addis Ababa - January 30

My last day in Ethiopia.

Unfortunately, I'm pretty sick today. I've finally succumbed to this cold, cough, and congestion. Although it hasn't stopped my alliteration.

After a decent breakfast and a fellow traveler's decongestant, I'm ready to venture forth a bit in Addis. I always meant to wander around the area around the hotel. We are situated in a neighborhood where the diplomats live. Plan for today is wander, pack, a late lunch, then the airport.

Ceci and I went out and did some browsing. I was pleased because there were some brilliantly colored pictures to be taken - so I did. We also got multiple requests for money, got hit on ("You are very pretty, do you need an African boyfriend?") and had a wonderful experience in a little convenience shop.

The young woman who was working there sold us some sodas, and we talked about all the hair care products she stocked. Some garlic, some carrot, all designed to soften the hair. It is nice to get these small moments with people.

Ethiopia has offered up such beautiful landscapes and animals. There has been music, food, and tons of learning.

But it is all about the people here. The quick smiles. The tribal women and their identification as part of their society. The drivers and their care for their cars. The women and their hair atyles, their dress, their dance.

This trip, as with all the best travel, has reminded me that people are just people everywhere. We all enjoy a good joke, we love our families, and we are just trying to get by the best we can.



I want to thank everyone who has read my Ethiopian blog. I appreciate all the positive feedback.

It's time to be a home now.

But only for a few weeks, then Jill Will Go to India.
So stay tuned.



















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