Generalization is but one of the many kinds of fuckery I be given to from time to time. Accordingly, I have been generalizing about life in BaDa and its people: characters, expenses wezete. And it has been troubling me.
Now I am not about to tell you that I was wrong, that the people are friendly and the living here is cheap. I am here to tell you about my experiences.
At Lemlemitu Gojam, I order key wot and the girl brings that and alicha wot in a small bowl. I say, you must be mistaken, I did not order this. But that is the way they do it and she goes on to add ergom ale yimtalih? You can choose between ergo and alicha wot and soup is served as a starter (or as my cook book would call it, kesate kers). The waitress and the overseer girl ask you min yichemer, minew albelahewim, … Price – 14 birr.
And their aynet is aynet in all senses of the word: misir wot surrounded by a posse of 11, rolling 11 deep
Meanwhile, they were getting creative across town:
I have bought stuff from nice shopkeepers and street vendors- one even gave me a complimentary candy. Many people call you gashie. I imagine that even the insults would be something like “Licho Gashie! ”
Three or four times I went to a particular café and they were playing Neway’s songs (the album before the last)
I have seen five or more scales.
My first day in in BaDa, I went to give fingerprints, part of the job formalities. All ten fingers had to be printed. I kept near-annoying the policewoman with my sweaty palms and undesired movements of the fingers. Ruined one form and the plate got wet. Then she says “set nekteh silematawik new aydel ? “ It was more of a statement than a question. And I was standing there: befucked, bothered and bewildered; thinking: “Damn policewoman, you are good !! Which maseltegna did you go to ?” She did not even give thought to the possibility that my physiological changes could have been because I had killed three people before coming here.
Seriously Homo sapien, I kill you!
I love Ginbot and its winds.