95km – Matema to camp near the cows. Whether it was the morning meditation dedicated to Peace and Love or just welcoming each moment in the day as it came, my first day in Ethiopia was full of memories.
- Riding the rolling hills through the small towns full of children shouting “you, you, you”
- Talking with the Motorcyle Man – a guy who rode his motorcyle next to me, teaching me the word for thank you (ahsemigloo) and answering all my questions about the area, people, and culture
- Climbing an afternoon hill as fast as schoolgirls were walking up it! They chatted with me while I rode and we took a picture together at the top.
- Teaching yoga at camp with 30 children gathered around with their toes up to the tarps, until one person successfully accomplished “wind-release pose” which sent the kids running and giggling
- Drinking my coke surrounded by kids three deep, all wanting the empty bottle at the end (it was the same in Sudan).
- Getting off my bike, removing my sunglasses, and saying “Salem” (Peace) to the two sets of stone throwing kids… They were surprised.
- Looking at signs for rivers above the most dry, cracked lava like dirt gullies and just imagining it flooded in the rainy season.
- Doing my first “rolling throw up” – I am feeling much better now and food was appetizing tonight. But, MANY people are now grounded with the bug.
And this is just day 1 of three weeks in this beautifully landscaped, but assertive-minded people filled country.