Many people claimed to have had a hard time sleeping last night. Some weekend partying revellers camped next to us, had loud music, and laughed/talked a lot. Fortunately, I've become a bit Africanized, which means oblivious to nighttime noises. Slept just fine.
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The day was nice. Seemed very hilly, especially after lunch, so I'm tired. Fortunately, my fellow friends confirmed that they thought it was hilly and hard too.
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The thing of note is that I rode through the apparently Rastafarian capital of the world (or just of Ethiopia?) - Sheshemene. I have to say that I was disappointed:
(a) Nobody offered to sell me any marijuana. Isn't this the Rastafarian capital of the world?
(b) I saw a few - but only a few - people in dredlocks. Was expecting the whole darn town to look like Lucky Dube or something.
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Added 2 modes to my transport across Africa! Local bus in Ethiopia. And Ethiopian donkey cart. Will again defer to Judge Chas - does Ethiopian donkey cart count as a separate mode from Sudanese donkey cart?
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The local bus ride was fun. Stopped a LOT. Quite a discussion when it stopped for me about whether they even wanted to take me - I'm sure the bike looked like a hassle to them. But...they eventually agreed, and on I went with bike in tow. They kept asking where I was going and I forgot the name of the Sheshemene town, so I kept saying Rasta, or Rastaman, or Rastafarian. They had no idea what I was talking about. If Sheshemene is the Rastafarian capital of the 
world, shouldn't they have known that? So, I just kept motioning, "keep going - further," until we came to Sheshemene - and then I recognized the name and said, "Here!" The bus driver said, "Enough?" And I said, "Yes, enough," and happily got off, ready to be offered some marijuana. Mind you, I didn't even want any marijuana, I only wanted to be offered it.
world, shouldn't they have known that? So, I just kept motioning, "keep going - further," until we came to Sheshemene - and then I recognized the name and said, "Here!" The bus driver said, "Enough?" And I said, "Yes, enough," and happily got off, ready to be offered some marijuana. Mind you, I didn't even want any marijuana, I only wanted to be offered it.==
Since we don't get any more photos until I get a new camera (Nairobi?), I've decided to just start throwing in some photos of earlier in the trip, to keep up our interest. This is one of a rider meeting, in Khartoum.
------------- TODAY --------------- TOTAL
Cycled ------ 98 km (61 mi) -------- 2,603 km (1,620 mi)
Sagged ------ 30 km (18 mi) -------- 1,192 km (852 mi)
Total -------- 128 km (79 mi) ------- 3,795 km (2,472 mi)
Total -------- 128 km (79 mi) ------- 3,795 km (2,472 mi)
In Saddle ---- 6 hours 35 min ------- 161 hours 18 min
Ascended ---- 2,358 feet ------------ 31,642 feet
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