The Heathrow International terminal that I was in made Nordstrom’s look like a Marshall’s and it made Marshall’s look like the Goodwill Outlet I shopped at during college that sold clothes by the pound. Seriously, the shops were that nice. Anyways, I got on my Ethiopian Airlines flight to Addis Ababa. Ethiopian Air is no Virgin Atlantic. I have no idea who the Ethiopian equivalent of Sir Richard Branson is, but he needs to get off his ass, buy Ethiopian Air, and pimp it out. I managed to sleep a decent amount so the flight was not too painful but the seats felt like someone put a cushion on a toilet seat, there was some serious dip. We landed, got off the plane, I was somehow first through customs, which consisted of portable fabricated walls that
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