When we got back to the hotel I kept my regular routine and went to work out in Prostitute cove (the arches on the grounds where a lot of these ladies sit and wait in the early evening). This time some of them and the men who were just "strolling" through the arches for the 43rd time (just begging for the signature "Are you lonely?") stopped to watch me and then discuss me in Amharic (the language here). I was doing an Insanity workout so they were either commenting on my amazing fitness and form or that I should be put in a rubber room and forced to take my medication.
Tonight we went to an ETHIOPIAN restaurant!!!!! (Cheers! Fireworks! Glitter bombs! Jazz hands!) Before we left we asked one of the guys on the trip that has family in Ethiopia if what we were dressed appropriately. His response was "Dude you're a ferenj. They expect it of you. You get a free pass." You can do anything you want.
New word! Ferenji (noun) white person not necessarily derogatory but they don't say it to your face. We have now taken to calling ourselves ferenjis wherever we go and everyone always laughs albeit uncomfortably. There is a T-shirt here that says "ferenji does not = ATM". Agreed.
We arrived at Yod Abyssinia to discover Ethiopian Justin Timberlake (Awesome!!! traditional dancing and music happen while you eat) with Ethiopian Ann Hathaway looking on. This guy's resemblance to JT was uncanny and wonderful: jaw line, stature, attitude, dancing (oK I will stop now for those who might be feeling nauseated. I just had a moment. I heart Justin Timberlake. And no I didn't rush the stage). Bring it on down to Yod Abysinnia town.
In other news the food was delicious, the dancing was amazing, the music was beautiful, it was ethiopian Ann Hathaway's birthday, and I learned a new dance move or two (watch out DC). Spirit fingers sideways will make it's Swords debut very very soon.
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