Friday, January 14, 2011

Food food everywhere...

... but not a bite to eat.

One of the most complicated things about arriving in a new country (presuming your luggage arrives with you) is figuring out how and where to eat.

In Addis, there is lots of little restaurants serving all sorts of Ethiopian fare that looks delicious. The problem - I'm a white single girl. If I sit in a restaurant to dine like a queen for$2 I am mistake for a prostitute.

Or at the least, it is an open invitation for every stranger to join me in broken English conversations about how (insert nationality here) men are the best lovers. And how they worship women and believe that I am the most beautiful woman they have ever seen. Can you say awkward?

So I'm left with quick and cheap eats that I eat alone in my filthy hotel room that has no power or water or I eat on the go. It's annoying and you are left with eating lots of bread and cheese and cookies.

Okay, all this talk about food has made me starving. Awkward marriage proposal over a quick roast chicken here I come.

1 comment:

  1. Lol - all I can say is the Ethiopian men are terrible conversationalists...