I woke up at 3 to catch the early morning bus -that leaves only once a day- at 5am from Meskel Square to start my trip to the North. I was a bit worried because I haven't been travelling alone for a while, but as nobody had the time, I had to take the risk and the chance. I don't know if they did it on purpose at the ticket office, but an other ferengie was sitting next to me (only two white people in the whole big bus), an adventurous 50ish French lady who travels around the world. Big respect for her. As she told me, she was a very shy youngster, but after being divorced she realized that she enjoys exploring the World, so since her 40s she visited almost every country in Asia, ... read more

Lake Langano is amazing day e e e night. After breakfast we went back to the beach, which was not more than 15 meters :) The water is swimmable even though it looks pretty muddy and bloody, but when you start 'here comes the shark', 'let's teach Miki swim', or 'do the fears' kind of fun, you totally forget about it. I can not describe how beautiful day we had there. I will just write some words that tries to give the impression: 40 degrees, beer, blanket, Susi, juicy fresh sweet sweet mango, sandcastle, Miki, neighbours, chill, heat, sand, Sam, pelicans, nap, Wondy, waves, peace. Packing, leaving, sunburn, strada, sunset, Addis, Kera. It was very sad to get back home, felt like a teenager who fells in love at the school camp and never wants the ... read more

After breakfast we were heading to Awassa, leaving this beautiful city, Arba Minch behind. On the bumpy road again with Sami, Wondy, Miki, Susi and me, through banana plantation, mountains, Rift Valley, stream, villages, savannah, daylight, sunset, starshine. One of the DOT members, Engda lives in Sashamene, 17km from our destination, we called him to book a hotel for us in his hometown, as it turned out that every accomodation was fully booked in Awassa as it was celebrating it's 50th birthday . As soon as we arrived the car broke down in front of the hotel. It was a miracle anyways that this old Toyota Corolla survived the dusty, surfaced roads, crossing the stream and other extreme circumstances. After some hours of preparing the car, fixing the cables, waiting and freezing (in Shasamene it's only ... read more

While seeking for breakfast on the roads of Arba Minch a youngster fell behind us. Typical question: where are you from, and I was ready for the typical reaction: silence (I haven't told my worst and on the other hand funniest story yet, happened in front of the Sheraton Hotel, a young beggar kid was following us and kept on asking where we were from, etc. I said I'm from Hungary and he started to laugh and said "ha ha, funny girl". This was the point where I lost my patience. I told him again that I'm Hungarian, then he was laughing even louder...pffff...I started to speak in Hungarian...he was: "good joke, funny girl"...I got even more furious, I pointed at the back cover of Lonely Planet and showed my country on this tiny world map, ... read more

Rain...haven't met you for a while...I almost forget the sound of the raindrops clapping on the roof, the view of the trees bowing with the rhythm of the wind, the naughty scream of the kids playing in warm puddle, watching the defenceless dogs bearing their wet fur, people taking shelter, hurrying home in soggy jeans and shoes and thinking of - f#ck all my clothes are hanging out...- a cup of hot tea. Autumn is here, here again Eső...jó régen találkoztunk...már majdnem elfelejtettem milyen is a tetőn kopogó eső hangja, a szél ritmusára hajlongó fák látványa, a langyos pocsolyában játszadozó gyerekek csintalan sikolya, nézni a védtelen kutyákat ahogy tűrik a nedves bundájukat, az embereket, ahogy menedéket keresnek, átázott nadrágban és cipőben igyekezni haza és közben -basssz&@+ ma teregettem ki az összes ruhámat...- egy jó nagy bögre ... read more