qas be’qas inqulal be’igru yeheydal… little by little, an egg goes by foot…
*
After unpacking
and showering, I slept most of Day 1.
Above activity
was repeated on Day 3.
Accordingly, my
Uncle was able to remark gently, complimenting my display of fortitude on Day 2 as our car
first inched through the traffic jam of Piassa, and then snaked through the
dusty throngs of stuff-hawkers, stuff-shoppers and the occasional donkey or
sheep crowding the streets of Merkato --- “You have to be crazy to go to Merkato on your second day in Addis.”
*
Day 4, Sunday, I
took to the streets – be’iger, by
foot
