As far as first impressions go, Addis Ababa has the coolest-sounding name of any place I’ve ever visited. Pronounced “add-iss ab-uh-buh” in English, it means “New Flower” in Amharigna (Amharic), Ethiopia’s official language. (There are around 70 different languages spoken throughout the country!)Continue reading “A crashless course in Addis Ababa”
Ethiopia doesn’t exactly scream “fun family vacation” (or fun solo vacation, for that matter) to many Westerners. Instead, mental images of a poverty-stricken nation pop up thanks to those guilt-inducing World Vision commercials. No doubt this is the default mental image people associate with most places in Africa if they have never visited the continent.Continue reading “Do the Ethiopian time warp”
As I gear up for traveling to Africa twice this year (spoiler alert: next up is Ethiopia), I’m going through the prep I’ve come to associate with a “big” trip (i.e., three or more weeks outside Europe or North America).Continue reading “Covering your ass while traveling”
Inevitably, I always feel a bit “blah” as the year comes to an end.
My waning energy is partially due to the winter weather—which is far kinder here in southern Germany than in eastern Canada—but also a mental fatigue sets in as the events of the previous year culminate and play in a “year in review” montage in my head (kind of like what Facebook does for you, but with all the dirty details).Continue reading “Bah Hamburg”
No, not the movie with Nicolas Cage and Sean Connery escaping from Alcatraz (but nonetheless a damn good movie, while we’re on the topic), although Newfoundland—aptly nicknamed “The Rock”—can easily feel like Alcatraz, especially in bleak weather conditions that can (temporarily) trap you on the island against your will.Continue reading “The Rock”
October, a month synonymous with hot apple cider, pumpkin pie, turkey (Thanksgiving), vibrant colors, and fresh, crisp air, is a glorious time to visit the east coast of Canada. Fall is my favorite season for these reasons, and combined with the company of family and close friends, signifies warmth and happiness despite the rapidly cooling temperatures and darkening days.Continue reading “Back in the ‘hood”
I knew I needed to get out of town when I found myself listening to Lenny Kravitz’s “Fly Away” on repeat for the few days leading up to my weekend trip to Copenhagen on August 9th.Continue reading “Hygge (and Hells Angels)”
It ain’t India unless there’s a cow in the middle of the road.
Seriously, every place I’ve set foot in, cows can be found leisurely crossing the road (and other farm animals, but the cow is the most quintessential), seemingly oblivious to the hurricane of traffic swirling around them.Continue reading “Impressions of India”
I’m back in Delhi after two solid days of rest in Guwahati.
I found a copy of The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho on the bookshelf in the communal living room and quickly read it cover to cover. I know most of the Western world has already read this book and I’m late to the game, but better late than never. It was a gem; there are many little nuggets of wisdom and interesting analogies weaved throughout the story.Continue reading “Revisiting (and rethinking) Delhi”
The bus ride was less like hell and more like purgatory.
It turns out I was armed with higher tolerance on the way back from Ziro than I had on the way there. To my surprise, the same “punk kid” ended up being my Sumo driver from Ziro back to Naharlagun. This coincidence made me smile, and, once again, his driving skills proved solid. Once we arrived, he shouldered my backpack and took me directly to the bus stand. We exchanged a handshake and then parted ways.