For your entertainment and at least partly for my nostalgia, I kept a list traveling from Cape Town to Cairo of various interesting statistics. It makes for a colourful two minute retelling of the course of events.
I’ve been in Ethiopia for almost two weeks now. It’s been a delicious downtime from constant traveling up to this point – a chance to stop thinking about Cairo, about endings, about the fact that nothing lasts forever. But this morning it will be time to move on. To Metema at the edge of Ethiopia and on into Sudan to write the closing chapters in this journey.
Followers of this blog will know of my plans to go and explore Ethiopia at the end of this year. Being the exciteable sort I am and having ready access to internet and the Lonely Planet guide to the country, I have started doing research into the people, landscapes and history of the country. It was, however, an unrelated book that I have been reading which mentioned the Danakil Depression. Oh my god.
…is always an excellent idea. After having decided where I would like to go and explore at the end of this year for another three to four week backpacking adventure, I promptly fell sick. It appears that after Mozambique my body was somewhat exhausted and was letting me know that I should stop pushing my luck. So one bout of throat infection and a minor fever later, I am back on my feet and able to share the news.
