Monday, January 2, 2012

Bahir Dar

We were happy to have left Addis, it was an interesting city but very busy and large. It was a challenge to get around without taking taxis. Isn't like the taste of knowing that we were being overcharged. They weren't Amsterdam prices but after awhile it added up. It was a pain to carry around the child seat for Anton, though after realising that none of the taxis had functioning seatbelts and setting how allow the traffic moved we soon left it at home.

After 3 nights in Addis we flew to Mekele in the north of the country. It immediately seemed a relief. It was much more relaxed. It also helped that wewere getting used to the altitude and walking up steps wasn't such a puffer. There wasn't much to see in town so we just wandered around. We had a nice time in a church yard/park with 3 teenage girls who practised their English on us and played with Anton, who really got into it. He was really taking to the chance to walk around outside, since his first steps in October the weather was pretty bad in Amsterdam and he'd hardly walked outside.

Our hotel, the Abraha Castle, was on the top of a hill at one end odd town and had a great view over the town and the surrounding hills.

The following morning we were picked up by a car and driven to a lodge from which we'd stay our first TESFA trek.

Freddie's back was getting much better. It was a miracle that we were here at all. Even so the trekking schedule was adjusted to make it a bit easier.

The trek was marvellous. We walked through villages, up mountain sides and stayed in basic mountain top hiking lodges. The only electricity was from torches that we carried and all water was hauled up from the valley below by donkeys. Or guide, Kiros was great. Anton took to it very well. He loved being carried in the backpack. He got lots of attention from everyone. All the Ethiopians expressed surprise that a man was carrying a child.

While it was nice to arrive in a comfortable hotel in Axum at the end of the trek and have a shower it was with regret to nolonger be walking.

We stayed in Axum for 3 nights. Enough to see some of the wonders of the Axumite civilisation which had thrived in this area of Africa and southern Yemen almost 3000 years ago.

We flew from Axum top Gonder, which had been the capital of the Ethiopian empire in the 17th and 18th centuries. We visited the ruins of imperial palaces in the royal compound some of which showed a Portuguese influence. It was a nice town, livelier than either Mekele or Axum but not overwhelming like Addis. On the way in from the airport we shared a cab with a pair of sisters who had a restaurant with 2 now of their sisters, called the 4 Sisters. We ate their during or stay. When in the car I expressed regret that we wouldn't have a chance to experience the traditional Gonder singing where the singer customises the lyrics to suit the customer. When we left the 4 Sisters they arranged a singer to come and give us a demonstration, with a song about Anton, which I think he liked.

From Gonder we went overland to Bahir Dar where we have been for a couple if days. It didn't start to well as the hotel that we'd been booked, the Deb Ambesa not very nice and we soon found ourselves something,  much more pleasant on the lakefront,the Ghion, though rather rundown. Anton found a large number of condoms in the bedside table.So perhaps some customers paid by the hour (though we saw/heard) none of this. The staff are very nice and the hotel had the loveliest garden and patio looking out onto the lake.

Yesterday we took a boat trip to see some of the famous monasteries on the lake. This morning we spotted pelikans sitting on done rocks just around the corner from the hotel. We were told that there are hippos in the lake but they are hard to spot.

We have 2 more nights before we head out our second trek, which weer look forward top with much expectation.

Sunday, December 18, 2011

Addis arrival

Our day of flying ended with its being deposited safely at the Taitu hotel in Addis Abeba. For a while it looked like Lufthansa had lost Anton's carrying backpack but it turned up on arrival.

Anton took the travelling so well. He got a bit frustrated about lack of opportunity to walk about on the plane.

Ethiopians are very friendly and absolutely love Anton. He gets loads of attention, which he likes.

Today we take it slow, perhaps go into town to see a museum. Nothing risky to Freddie's recovery.

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Walk from Cuijk to Nijmegen

This past weekend we went on a two day walk from Cuijk to Nijmegen with an overnight in Groesbeek. We'd been on all-day walks with Anton before but this was the most ambitious. We took the train to Cuijk as early as we could manage on Saturday which got us there at 1pm then walked for the next 6 hours in very nice countryside, through rolling hills and forest. The weather treated us kindly. All along Anton watched things happily as the scenery was presented to him.

We'd booked a bed and breakfast for Saturday night in Groesbeek. The couple who ran the place were very sweet, especially with Anton. Were grandparents and often took care of grandchildren so had all the things necessary for dealing with a baby,which we certainly couldn't carry. The next day was even nicer than the first as we descended into the valley of the Waal and Nijmegen.

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Escape from Amsterdam

Queensday fell on a Friday this year. Public holiday, yeah!

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Fusch (Grossglockner)

What a great day! It was entirely centred around the Grosshlockner Alpine road, which I spent the majority of the day struggling to get up and the remains as the Sun was getting low zooming down the other side.

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Gailberg

When I was doing the planning for this holiday I sketched the route on maps that I had. I looked for roads that took me over passes, the higher the better. Today's stretch looked to be an intermediate day, at the end of the grand Italian Alps I didn't look too closely at clues that would have suggested that it would be a bit more difficult than that.

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Paularo

The great Dolomite climbs were now over. The last one didn't break the forest cover and the ones coming up, at least within Italy were all lower. Though as I was to find later in the day, this didn't make them easy.

As I dropped down I began wishing that I'd finished rather than started the tour with the climbs of the previous two days. With a famous cyclosportif taking them all every July I think I have an excuse to come back.