Wow. I got all the blog entries posted from my time in Ethiopia. This one is actually "live" on the Internet. Suuuuh-WEET.
I did get all my shopping done in Ethiopia yesterday...the girls should be happy. I also scored the football jersey, which I am wearing now. Shimeles and Bekele thought it was WAY cool that i wanted to get it, and I put it on before I left, to much positive feedback from the locals. I got comments everywhere I went, including a men's room in Schiphol Airport. It's a bright shirt. Harry took a picture, so I will post it as my facebook profile pic, i think.
Speaking of pictures, I took a bunch, but won't be posting them until I get home. I'm going to create a for-pay flickr account so we can post all of the pics from the four team members in one place.
So, if you look at the title, you'll see that I'm not home yet. So very close.
Right now, I'm not that tired. It was a long flight from Amsterdam to here, especially considering that my in-flight entertainment thing wasn't working correctly, so i got only a small subset of the available movies. I slept pretty good on the Ethiopia-Amsterdam leg (with a one-hour stop in Khartoum), and haven't really felt like sleeping since then.
Bill and Matt are still in Ethiopia, and begin their journey home tomorrow. Safe journeys, guys, and Godspeed!
Dear Minneapolis Airport: Caribou Coffee is for good, pay wifi is for bad. Fix this, please.
To sum up, in case you haven't noticed, this has been an incredible experience. I feel uniquely privileged to have worked with the men that accompanied me, as well as overwhelmingly blessed to have forged the friendships of my brothers in Ethiopia. Shimeles and Bekele, you guys are awesome. The time I have spent with Harry has been outstanding as well, and we are closer now as a benefit. If you ever get the opportunity to travel to Africa and work for the people there, DO IT. There are so many areas that you can find to do work, and you are more than welcome to accompany me on my next journey. I'm hoping that this is the first of many.
This is Coy, signing off. May all who read this lead blessed lives.
Peace.
