People packed into blue & white taxi vans, coffee, traffic jams, cafés and juice bars, staring children, staring adults, bustling streets, foreign Amharic words tingling my ears, injera with doro wot, avacado juice, groups of aspiring marathon runners jogging around Meskel Square at sunset, lines of soldiers along the street, friends, festivals, stomach pain, markets, bustle and incredible beauty.
What can I say? Ethiopia, I think about you with such eagerness and tenderness.
I remember standing out so much but I remember fitting in so well. What can describe such a place?
One day I will go back and enjoy the beauty again, journey through it’s difficulties and experience the new things that will come.
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