Ethiopia

Before you look through these photos click on this link to listen to a great song from Gigi of Ethiopia.

Gigi - Guramayle

[10 days in Ethiopia]

Girls selling scarves on the muddy path up to the Blue Nile waterfalls. "Mister, my name is Tadese. Beautiful scarves. You remember me. Mister, my name is Tadese..." 















Coffee. Black, strong, and rich with flavor. Incense burns and allures the senses. It is difficult to resist as one walks by a little coffee house tucked away from traffic. Coffee beans are freshly roasted on a charcoal fire. Small china cups line the table. Soon our hands wrap around the tiny cups as we sip at the "kaffa." Ethiopia is where a shepherd first brewed the drink and managed to stay awake roaming the hills.

Don't forget the popcorn!




















Dancing: we went to a few different traditional houses where a dance troupe would throw their necks and wiggle their shoulders in ways impossible for a lanky dutchman to replicate. It is worth trying though.




























Then there were the tailors. I visited with a group of tailors on the outskirts of Addis Ababa. We shared a laugh as they let me have a go on their looms. The end product was not for sale that much was understood. We shared a laugh over coffee and roasted barley. To share the moment is to share life. I am grateful to have shared it with these good people
















A lovely time with new friends in the fields and the traditional houses:




















Finally, there was the change we can believe in. Obama is alive and well in the heartland of Ethiopia.
















Aishee! 

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