Monday, August 25, 2014

Reverse Culture Shock

#1: When in the bathroom: "Where the hell is the flusher on this thing?! Oh, right."

#2: "This tissue paper is so soft I think I'll spend several minutes rubbing it on my face before using it."

#3: When at a coffee shop: "And what would you like?" "Uh . . . Coffee?" "What kind?" "Uh . . ."

#4: When watching American television: ". . . WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?!!!!!!"

#5: Eating off other people's plates . . . That's not a thing here.

#6: Speaking Amharic when nobody knows what the fuck I'm saying: "I'll have some wuha." "What?"

#7: When buying alcohol: "Why do you need to see my ID?"

#8: Brushing things onto the floor does not constitute cleaning.

#9: Why are the doors so fucking heavy?!

#10: American money: "Oh, that's not so expensive." "Julia, that's not in Birr."

Not Reverse Culture Shock: Driving a car: It's like riding a bike.


Bonus: Me eating an American hamburger for the first time in a year.






Tuesday, August 19, 2014

The Perilous Journey of the Jebona

When I went to America for my cousin's birthday I thought it would be funny to give her a completely useless something from Ethiopia that would only serve to collect dust . . . What I didn't think about was what it would take to get it to her.

. . .

Excited to see America.
Jebona's first plane ride.
Layover in Istanbul.
"Keps' Wall of Cross-Stitch" -- Best tourist attraction in Chicago.
Watching the Illinois countryside.

Final destination.
 I think it had fun.

Monday, August 4, 2014

The Sheraton

Dear Friends and Family,

Well, I'm back in Ethiopia. And I think, to transition back into my simple country life I will go to the pool.






That's the entire Sheraton compound folks. It's massive and beautiful!


See the pool?


Only 17 birr to go swimming and 450 birr to stay at the hotel! Oh wait, did I say birr? I meant dollars . . . Oh the life of a poor volunteer.