Monday, February 12, 2007

just call me el nifto

More than a week after I developed this snotty cold, I finally took something to help clear me up. And now I’m sitting here with a pounding heart full of anxiety. I have turned to the internet for a distraction (as opposed to choosing the more grown up options of washing my underwear or ironing clothes). But it’s not helping. Now I long for contact from the non-Africa world. I wonder what exactly is at the Erotic Arts and Crafts fair. I’d really like to see Magic Slim and the Teardrops…they sound fun but I hardly recognize any other band names. Walking down cold Bloor street in a puffy jacket and long scarf would be lovely right about now. Imagine – I could just leave the house, even if it’s dark out, on my own. Hear the crunch of snow under my feet. Pop in somewhere warm, have hot chocolate. Come home with pink cheeks, the cuffs of my jeans salty and stiff. And nobody in the street would notice me. Nobody would know of my secret bland adventure.

From one of my favourite books, Self by Yann Martel, after the main character has come back to Canada from traveling:

“I was amazed at how inconspicuous I was; by Turkish standards I was invisible. This played a good part in my high spirits. It was refreshing and liberating to walk down a street unnoticed, left alone with my day-dreams; to speak and be understood right away; to look around and feel a part of things.”

My comfort lately is the realization that if I had everything I wanted, including anonymity, this wouldn’t be Addis.


Blogger Kati said...

I have a vague idea of what it's like to be conspicuous when I recall attending the wedding of a friend's cousin in Toronto. The wedding party and most of the other guests were all from Jamaica...Memories of my childhood in Ethiopia are just too far away in the past. I am particularly enjoying reading your blog now because I'm trying to arrange a visit to Ethiopia asap. Therefore I must thank you for offering your impressions of life there. Any hints you can give me would be most appreciated.

8:11 PM  
Blogger Lidet said...

Missed hearing from you. I am also an expat, enjoying your perspective of things. Although this is my first time commenting, I have been following your blog. Keep it coming. Hope you're getting over the cold.

6:35 AM  
Blogger desinadun said...

It is so cold here. You should be glad you're not in the snow, I can't stand the cold. I guess it's all relative. We want what we can't have? I don't think you are having a bland adventure at all. It sounds really exciting. Keep writing :-)

1:16 PM  
Blogger hewe said...

Hang in might be a lil home sick. Make some hot chocolate at home canada in ET.

7:34 PM  

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