Right before our departure I asked my sister Sanna if she was nervous. She answered: "Yeah, but more if I've forgotten anything, than if I'm gonna get killed." I feel the exact opposite! due to all the horror stories we've been told I've become really worried. Before I saw it as an adventure; now I'm scared of leaving the hostel.
But i know that if I would've chickened out and stayed home; I would've never forgiven myself. It's because i'm worried it's extra important to me that I go. If I would've postpone the trip I know I wouldn't go at all.
i always think like this when I do something new; like moving to a different country or even stand up in front of a big group to hold a speech. I'm scared to death, but as soon as I'm there in the situation I regain my confidence within a few seconds. Everyone is a bit nervous, but the nervousity makes me curious to see if I can actually do it, and the more I do the more I dare. i wonder where my absolute limit is. Right now i feel quite close to it, but i'm still in the-beginning-phase.
Arriving in Ethiopia after an 8 hour flight was surprisingly cold. It's rain season! little advice: Always check the weather Before you travel!.
To issue a visa at the airport took us like 5 min and cost us 20$. Don't bother issue a visa at home before you travel!
We took a cab to the hostel and of course they tricked us by charging us 3 times the price, but we were too tired to negotiate.
At the hostel "Mr. Martin's cozy place" we took a nap and had a "near-death-experience" when Sanna got stuck with her finger in the napkin jar! Ouch!
The rest of the day we just ate, talked with some other back packers and played cards etc.
Today we went to the city to get a city map;p but that was more difficult than it sounds. After a whole day of asking at gift shops, tourist info's and museums we finally gave up. At least we saw the national museum and "Lucy"; the very same Lucy that proved the evolution. It was a very nice museum. we also went to (ended up at) a traditional Ethiopian restaurant where we ate injera with different sauses on a big plate. our taxi driver showed us the place and ended up having lunch with us. Although he didn't eat anything because of the fasting every Wednesday. Injera is a bread that looks like a mix of a pancake and nan bread. Unfortunately i have to say that it didn't taste that good, but at least it filled us up for the after noon.
Now where back at Martin's and getting ready for dinner!
Overall Addis Ababa hasn't impressed us that much, so tomorrow we're heading west to Aira; a little village outside Gimbi! i'm really looking forward to it!
Have a blast everybody!