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Reisverslag Ethiopia right in my face on the first day! Part 1
5 juli 2015
Ethiopia right in my face on the first day! Part 1
Yesterday morning i arrived early at Bole Airport in Addis Ababa. My check-in time for the hostel was late in the afternoon, so I decided to walk it and explore the city in the meanwhile. Being careful as i am... I put my valuable things on different places, on my body so nobody could steal it.
When i was walking a man approached me and we started talking. It was a real rasta with dreadlocks and blue jeans. It's seems to me a nice guy, so i went along.
He brought me to a place close to the open street, where you feel the love and peace from the rasta community. Together we were eating local food and having some real home made Ethiopian Buna. (Buna means coffee in the local language) It tasted very fresh and they let me see how the process for making the coffee works. I was touched that i had the opportunity to experience this on my first day, in this green and rainy country. In my opinion at that moment i felt the connection between me and him. I even learned a couple of local words from him, what i appreciated very much. Well, what i didn't know was that they drugged my food with a local drugs called khat.
Edo, the rasta brought me to the hostel where i had my room reservation for the weekend. After the check-in we took a blue white van so i could experience
what it was like to use the local transport. Still checking my surroundings just iin case to be smarter than people who have pickpocketing as a living. Everything was rasta at that moment you know. Just relaxed and totally chilled out.
The house session... Oeps!
Because i didn't know (and didn't feel it) that they put already some drugs in my food at the first time, my guard was almost completly down when we arrived at a house where Edo was taking me. They treated me like a king. I got some pancakes with vegetables, coke and water. The house was used by many people, because today it was a special celebration day for an holy person in the Christian religion. People where sharing food and enjoying each others company. And i have to say: Me toooo...
Another friend from Edo came in the room. Salomo was his name. He was also a rasta and we were directly in an interesting conversation about the culture in The Netherlands, some observations i had about Ethiopia and more very mindblowing stuff. At least in my eye's and in there's as well...
During this conversation they gave me khat under the name of abu mismu. Because i was already in another state of mind i didn't suspect a thing. The process from taking this real local and traditional stuff is as follows: We would take green leaves from twigs and mix it with peanuts in our mouths. First you chew the leaves on one side in your mouth. Then you put the peanuts in as well. And happy chewing meal my dear friend... Because the taste was so bitter, i used the peanuts and coke to flush it down fast, where it ended in my stomach.
After a while i had the feeling that i need to throw up. But refusing to take the leaves is not very polite you know. Absolutely as you are invited in a strange country and something traditional is happening. And because i have been raised up very good by my parents, i totally agreed with them at that moment. It's also part of my personality as well, that i didn't refuse. Because maybe sadly this time, i didn't want to hurt peoples feelings.
See Part 2 for the rest of the story:-)
5 juli 2015 17:36 | Door: Dj
Hey Arie what a great experiences on the first day. So you took a kind of drugs you didn't know about? Haha. I'm looking forward to the next part. ;)