Yesterday after I published my first dispatch from Ethiopia I realized I had already been here two days, not one. Sunday doesn’t count in my book, though. It was a day to get acclimated to the new time zone and sleep off menacing jet lag. The first real day here in Ethiopia was yesterday to me. It’s funny because I keep thinking today is Wednesday when clearly it’s not. It’s amazing how a trip clear across the planet will cause you to lose all time and space.
Today was filled with meetings and more meetings, again. That’s the great thing about being in Addis: there are NGO headquarters all throughout the city so it’s easy to pay their teams a visit while you’re in town. Tomorrow I head up north to the Amhara region and will be there for a few days.
I didn’t take photos again today because I was far, far too busy. I was in and out of cabs and then in and out of offices all day. But I did see a lot during my cab rides across the city like the popular street commodity, sugar cane, be bought and sold with vigor throughout the populated areas of the city. Stray dogs wandered aimlessly and slept throughout the streets, shoeshiners buffed up shoes throughout the city, friends walked shoulder to shoulder, people sat, sipped, and talked in open-air coffee shops. There is a distinct buzz here in Addis. It’s full of life and untold stories. Telling stories isn’t my duty this time around as you know; rather I’m working to make a fantastic, robust itinerary for upcoming International Reporting Project fellows.
The more I spend time in Ethiopia the more I know I belong here in some capacity, most likely as someone who visits time and again for the rest of my life. For me, all roads lead to Addis.