Mud, Dung, Hay, Water, Time
I spent yesterday doing the most work I’ve done since getting to site. I also spent it playing with mud and cow dung. Let me back up. A lot of cooking in Ethiopia is done over a wood fire, the pots or the round, flat griddle used to cook injera, known as an elee, balanced on three stones. Unfortunately, open fires don’t do a very efficient job of directing the heat to the cooking, and...
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This is what happens when you go with the flow.
Yesterday, I had coffee at a clinic, got a language lesson in the middle of the street, and — oh, yeah — crashed a funeral. Just an average day in the life of a Peace Corps Volunteer. The day started off on a less than cheery, but not terribly exceptional note: Kim and I went to the hospital to invite its director to a meeting we’re having on Friday. We sat and waited, chatting,...
Hello, Mr. Mayor. My, what a heavy hand you have!
I’ve already discussed the extended greetings Ethiopians exchange. Additional fun twist: handshaking almost always accompanies the greeting, but you never know what form the handshake will take. Sometimes, it’s a basic shake, though to be respectful it’s common to support your right arm with your left, as if the weight of this important person’s handshake is too great for...
Jabadhu: Be Strong!
I went for a run this morning: my first since arriving at site. I actually hate running for running’s sake, but this morning’s jaunt wasn’t bad. The streets are pretty quiet at 6 a.m. (that’s 12 in the morning Ethiopian time, for those of you keeping track at home), which is why that’s the best/only appropriate time to go out for a little “sport.” You may...
He Started It!
I almost threw a rock at a child. In my defense, the child was throwing rocks at a crazy person while his parents stood by and didn’t say anything. So I picked up a rock, showed it to him, and pretended to wind up. He scampered off. I dropped the rock, and continued on my way. Sadly, that wasn’t the end. No sooner had I turned my back then I felt the gentle thump of a rock hitting my...