"I chase my aspirations, in an attempt to quench my thirst for exploration.
Suddenly, God reveals the peace to be found in contentment."
Last year I embarked on a life-changing mission trip of giving in Ethiopia with a group of truly inspirational and visionary individuals. We set out to explore the beautiful city and people of Addis Abba. Upon arrival at our guesthouse, we were warmly greeted with open arms and loving spirits by the owner and staff. Full of character and charm, the Toronto Guest House was exactly the modest type of lodging we desired. There were no elevators to reach the top of its three floors with our luggage. Wifi was only accessible in the common area. Meanwhile, the dining area is where most of our bonding occurred during the trip, and a patio was available to take in and observe the the daily tasks of the locals. Once unpacked and settled, we reconvened in the lobby and set out to hit the streets. We came across an open meat shop with a butcher wielding two very large knives eager to give us a photo-op. Shortly after, we encountered a group of beautiful, young and gleeful Ethiopian princesses. To our surprise, the young ladies surrounded us and began to perform a cheerful Amharic song, clapping and dancing through their performance.
This was my first clue into the the insurmountable joy and culture these people possessed. A day later, as we made our way through the capital, our van continuously thrusted itself into busy streets crowded with cars, people, cattle and chickens among other things. It was truly a sight to see! As we waved and snapped pictures, people responded with big smiles and embraced our curiosity of their daily happenings. A specific nuance I noticed that day was the high volume of hair salons on nearly every block. If there is anything commonly known about Ethiopian women, it is the beauty and vivaciousness of their hair stands as their trademark. Every style was on display - top knots, flowing roller-sets and stunning traditional braided styles resembling crowns adorning their head. Unfortunately, time wouldn't permit us to experience our own first-hand experience in an Ethiopian salon.
Exploring the landmarks also proved to be an unforgettable highlight. First on our list was the Lion Zoo. However, don't get your hopes up on visiting the zoo because it's a small-scale facility with minimal animals. Personally, I've never been a fan of zoos. This is due to the fact that I don't like seeing things caged up, including animals. I'd much rather see them in their own habitat. Thankfully, our visit was short and we were off to the next destination in less than 20 minutes. Our informative local guide, a lawyer/pastor, patiently explained every aspect of the city. We visited the Addis Ababa University and were led through the campus to the Ethnographic Museum, the old Imperial Palace of Haile Selassie. Here, tourists can visit the emperor's bed chamber and take in other interesting intricacies and artifacts. We also passed the Lion of Judah Monument, an Imperial symbol of Ethiopia.
Our visit to Ethiopia fell during Enkutatash, Ethiopian New Year in Amharic. They follow the Ge'ez calendar and the new year usually starts on September 11; only this year was leap year meaning New Year's fell on September 12. Interestingly enough, for the visitors on the trip, we knew the year as 2012. However, for the Ethiopians, they were ringing in the year 2005. We jokingly considered coming back in December for refuge as we approached our impending demise given all the hoopla surrounding the "end of the world" talk! In all seriousness, the city was filled with excitement on New Year's Eve, including the staff at our guesthouse who dressed in beautiful garbs.
The visitors and I enjoyed a national dish called Wat, a spicy stew served with injera (a pale spongy bread). This dish is consumed with your fingers. While it was very different from what I was expecting, I fell in love with this dish and its flavor. We also participated in a coffee ceremony, which has a very important and unique way of preparing and serving bunna (coffee). After the ceremony, the women broke out into a dance prompting us all to dance along. At one point, my friend Juliette joined in their circle of celebration after she had caught on to the movements!
Later, we visited Meskel Square which had a huge banner across the entrance acknowledging the new year. As we embarked inside, we were approached by people trying to sell us different trinkets while some simply asked for money. We offered smiles and moved on toward the entrance. There was a small fee to gain access to the markets and all of the venues were stationed in close proximity of one another. The indoor market vendors sold everything from spices to knockoff Nike sneakers. Despite being overcrowded with patrons bargaining with eager merchants, I purchased pieces of beaded and gold jewelry to give as gifts. At a different shopping complex in Addis, we found a market with only female merchants. We were immediately drawn in by vibrant colors of the hundreds of traditional dresses and scarves.
All of the garments were embellished and adorned with intricate embroidery. The counters were overflowing with jewelry and leather accessories and the women tempted us with their finest merchandise. Going from vendor to vendor, I immediately turned for the exit, not to get away from the temptation. Instead, I needed to find an ATM! They called after me, fearing they would lose a sale. I promised to return and went in search of securing more funds. When I returned, I visited practically every counter, purchasing at least one item. (They were all gifts of course, I promise!) My favorite piece was a traditional tan dress with gold fibers weaved throughout and heavily embroidered with bronze designs. I've yet to wear it, but I left the market with a satisfied shoppers high!
Vastly more important than shopping or food, however, the purpose of our trip was to visit the Raey Foundation Academy. To get there, we took a very scenic route to Yerer in the eastern part of the city. What seemed to be the residential part of the city was crammed front-to-back with tin sided houses and men and women lining the streets selling vegetables, spices and other essentials. When we finally exited the vehicle, we were greeted by the owners, a husband and wife who commit their lives to aiding impoverished children and families. They provide schooling, nurturing and support. Shortly after our arrival, we were taken around the compound that was under renovation to provide an even better environment for the children. Slowly, the children and mothers started to fill the courtyard and I was overtaken with emotion. Although they were dealing with extreme poverty they showed genuine smiles and a peaceful disposition. These were some of the most innocent and beautiful children I've ever seen.
We spent time ministering to them and providing small gifts. By the end of our stay, it was painful to part ways with them because we all wanted nothing more than to take them with us. As we headed back to the van, our disposition was reflective and humbling. For me, it was a reality check: Appreciate the gifts we have in life instead of complaining about what isn't in our possession. People make more with explicitly less everyday and never underestimate how life always manages to put our lives in perspective by mingling with others.
Such an inspirational culture. We need to remember and be reminded that life is made up of simple little things and we should rejoice in them to achieve the most genuine of happiness. Be less worldly about the things that do not matter to us and more appreciative towards the opportunities we are given to bring greatness closer to us!
Hi LaToya, very inspiring especially the beautiful faces and images. Enjoying the vicarious travel. Keep it up...you've got "skillzz" ;-)
Reading stories like this is so fulfilling. It's such an eye-opening realization that the world is so big and the opportunity to make an impact is always available.
Having worked with children for the past 30 years, seeing the smiles you and your fellow travelers gave them and vice versa was so amazing. I know the Foundation is provided with an unforgettable moment.
Keep writing these girl! You've got a fan in me!
Oh, and you know I'm jealous of your shopping experience!!
Beautiful doesn't quite do it justice. I wonder if there are any words to adequately describe Phuket, Thailand (pronounced pu-ket). Paradise, perhaps?
Located in the Andaman Sea of southern Thailand, Phuket's name, according to some sources, is said to be derived from two Thai words, phu (mountain) and ket (jewel). Seeing this beautiful mountain jewel was well worth the 23 hours it took to get there. There are tons of airlines that fly regularly to Thailand, but the best deal I found was with Korean Air. They provided top-notched service (even in economy class).
In 2004, the Indian Ocean earthquake caused a devastating tsunami throughout much of southeast Asia. Phuket has since recovered and has experienced tremendous growth. However, one tour guide confided that because of so much development, the island's natural beauty diminished. Admittedly, as a tourist, I couldn't relate but was very respectful of his concerns. I was drawn in and mesmerized by the aqua blue water, white sand beaches, mountain views, delicious cuisine, and the warm friendly smiles of the Thai people. Seven days was not nearly enough time to take it all in.. but believe me I tried!
Let me say though, nothing can prepare you for the heat. The weather is very, very hot and you will sweat like there's no tomorrow!! We were there in March, the "dry season", when temperatures are "cooler" and sea conditions are good for swimming and diving. (March is also considered high season for tourism which officially ends in April.) If you do make the trip, be sure to pack light loose fitting clothes. You can research the best time of year to plan your trip by visiting sites such as The Phuket Holiday Guide which breaks down the pros and cons for each month of the year.
For posterity, I wanted to document some of the most memorable moments I experienced in 2009. There have been some amazingly wonderful times . . .
Last January, I was blessed to visit my good friends Leigh and Chris in Seattle. I stayed for a few days and brought along Oreo and Buttercup. I ate a HUGE burrito, hung out with a troll, visited Bainbridge Island, visited the grave of Bruce Lee and his son, had a lovely ferry ride, wandered aimlessly through a cubist library, and pretty much took photos of O and B all around the city. More than anything, I enjoyed spending time with Leigh, Chris, and their beautiful daughter Sophia! It was the best trip ever.
In February, my sister made a second attempt at teaching me how to knit. The first time it happened I got really frustrated and tossed it all aside. For whatever reason, something stuck this time around. My first project was a beautiful maroon and beige scarf that I still wear to this day. So far, I've knitted eight scarves, two hats, a bracelet, and half of a throw blanket ever since. It is such relaxing and rewarding way to pass the time. I'll be knitting more in the next year. Here is a photo of the first scarf I ever knitted:
Last February, I visited Atlanta with my friend Chris. We were mainly there to see an Antony and the Johnsons concert, but we decided to make a whole weekend out of it. Of course, I took Oreo and Buttercup along. We visited some fancy malls, and I ate this AMAZING butternut squash dish that I will never forget as long as I live. It was a really wonderful trip. My friend Chris was the best host ever! Here he is being slightly embarrassed having his picture taken with a miniature piano and a rowdy bench:
Simply put, it was one of the best concerts I have ever been to. This was one band that did not need a bunch of crazy pyrotechnics and theatrics to put on a beautiful show. They were on tour to support the release of the new album "The Crying Light" and sang most of the songs from it. There was even a cover of Beyonce's hit song "Crazy In Love". I sat in the front row in direct sight of Antony playing the piano. It was so mesmerizing. After the show, my friend Chris and I got to meet Antony. He signed a copy of his CD for me, and I gave him a copy of my album "Seahorses". It was the best concert ever! For sure, I will see them perform again whenever I possibly can.