|My bedroom window at Azeb's house. Nazret, Ethiopia|
A "sink" bath.
Finished reading a book from Stephanie's library in my bedroom: There is No Me Without You, a well-written book about an Ethiopian woman who took in dozens of children orphaned during the height of Ethiopia's AIDS crisis.
Started another book, Falling Leaves, an autobiography of a Chinese woman who grew up in 1940s-1950s China.
Did some hand laundry, then ventured out for lunch at the Rift Valley Cafe. Macaroni with vegetables. Finished Falling Leaves.
|Looking down "my" street. Nazret, Ethiopia|
Took a long walk down Nazret's main thoroughfare, ending at a new-to-me internet cafe. Lo! It was actually almost fast, plus it allowed me the current version of gmail (versus the slo-mo version I've been messing with so far in Nazret).
I bought a three-inch, whittled stick from a woman who had two wee ones she tried to watch while selling her wares on the street. I'll ask Azeb tomorrow what the stick is for. I don't think it is the toothbrush stick, as the woman also sold those.
I bought a package of "soft" (kleenex) from a barefoot child who was no older than 5.
Saw three or so wedding processions go by in their be-flowered vehicles. Azeb told me the other day this is the height of the wedding season in Ethiopia; Lent begins in a couple of weeks and lasts for 54 days.
Note: I learned the whittle stick IS the toothbrush stick - just more "processed" than those I often see, which still have the bark on them.