So here’s the thing. I’m on the bus on O’Connell Street. Destination? Addis Ababa. Via Istanbul. Courtesy of Turkish Airlines.
I’m off on what several people have promised me will be the trip of a lifetime, and I’m inclined to agree. Two countries I’ve had an itch to visit for an age, and now I’m getting to scratch those itches.
I’ll be gone for the longest month of the year and back just in time for the shortest one. Although in Ethiopia, where I’ll be for the best part of the month, the longest month of the year is 30 days (of which there are 12) and the shortest is six days (of which there is one). Except on a leap year, when the shortest is five days.
Confused? Try getting your head around a 12 hour day that starts at 6am and finishes at 6pm when the 12 hour night begins. Meaning that if I get up a couple of hours after sunrise in Addis, what would be 8 in the morning Irish time will be just 2 in the morning local time.
But the good news is that I’ll be several years younger for the next month. Ethiopians use the Julien calendar, knocking 5 or 6 years off your age while visiting. Not bad eh?
And here’s the best bit. I get to do Christmas all over again. The day after of our Feast of the Epiphany (or Little Christmas as we Irish like to call it, and the night on which Joyce’s masterpiece The Dead is set) is Christmas Eve in Ethiopia. So just as we’re all winding down at home, they’ll be kicking off festivities over there.
So, all in all, it’s set to be a pretty long month.
I’ll be checking back in here as much as possible. Love if you could join me!
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