Hawassa

Thankfully, I've still been able to spend some time climbing.

This is the outside of one of my student's churches in Hawassa where I preached.

This is the inside of the church. Around 100 were in here for the service.

The city of Hawassa is on the coast of a lake where people come to relax, eat, and swim.

These Marabou Storks are all around the lake and many are four to five feet tall.

The Marabou storks are scavengers, and here they are fighting over some scraps left by some fishermen.

Some of the people fishing are on very simple rafts made from old pallets and bottles.

Durame

The area around Durame was beautiful, and thankfully I didn't have any run-ins with the hyenas.

These are the students from my OT1 class. They are in groups going over the lecture material in Amharic. Bridging the language gap was a major challenge during the two week class.

This is a local church I visited. I could understand almost none of the service because it was half in Amharic and half in the local language of Kumbatina.

After the service I sat down with three students and the pastor for beans and coffee. The coffee was very strange because it had a traditional, slightly rancid, butter in it. However, the conversation was phenomenal. We discussed how the church is too focused on building buildings instead of building people.

After the class was over another missionary named Jeremey (the only other white guy in the picture) joined me in Durame for the weekend. We visited the house (the hut in the background) of one of my students named Wabel (he's directly in front of me with the blue polkadot shirt). Wabel's family is completely Muslim, and he used to be persecuted by his family because of his conversion to Christianity. But once before Jeremy visited and his family stopped because they realized that Wabel was becoming a "big deal" since he had American friends. So we visited again to help him receive respect from his family.

In Ethiopian churches men talk off their hats before entering the building.

After visiting another church we sat down with three of the elders. Meeting these men was the most honored I've felt since coming to Ethiopia. It was a high privilege.

Climbing In Ethiopia

It is always refreshing to get out of the city and see the Ethiopian landscape. This is the view from the base of the cliff where I go rock climbing.

This is the climbing cliff itself. There are about 30 routes with bolts drilled into the wall. Most of the routes only go halfway up the cliff since it is too tall for a single rope.

Another view of the country side from the base of the cliff.

Me at the top of a route. I got a little sunburned.

 One day as we were leaving the cliff a bunch of villagers asked for a ride down the gravel rode to Addis Ababa. Taxis don't make the 30 minutes drive up the road that often so I was happy to give them a ride. I got to briefly experience what it was life to be an Ethiopian taxi driver.

This plant is common near the base of the cliff, and I think it was made by Satan himself. It may look harmless, but its soft spines contain some kind of poison or toxin that burns when you touch it. I learned my lesson after brushing against it once and made a point not to touch it again.

More Ethiopian Sights

The sunset over Addis Ababa. I was able to experience a lot of this country's beauty in the past two weeks.

Animals, sheep, goats, cows, chickens, are everywhere. This goat looked especially skeptical of me.

Addis Ababa has very few stoplights. Instead, most intersection are roundabouts (and are crazy). This one features a monument to the martyrs of the Italian fascist massacre of 1937.

This weekend I went camping in a national forest that claims to be the oldest park in Africa.

Cool tree.

We, the Evangelical Theological Faculty, went on a retreat to Lake Babogaya. It is located on one of the areas many crater lakes and is 38 meters deep.

Many, many stars.

While camping we went to look for the waterfall. This was the best we found.

During the celebration of Meskel thousands of Ethiopians gather in the center of Addis Ababa and carry these lighted candles.

The main feature of the Meskel celebration is the lighting of the demera. It commemorates the fire that St. Helena used to find the true cross.

Ethiopian Sights

The sunrise over Addis Ababa as seen from my window. As a whole, the city is not very pretty, but it has its moments of beauty.

This is a traditional Ethiopian dish of injera and kitfo. The meat, kitfo, is traditionally served raw. I was not that brave, so I asked for it lightly cooked.

I love the way that Coca-Cola looks in Amharic.

My Amharic tutor took me to his church league soccer game. The sport is taken very seriously here.

This is one of the classrooms at the Evangelical Theological College where I am teaching.

One student misspelled my name on a paper they turned in.

Thanks, warning sign! I almost really hurt myself.