April 11, 2012
Helloooooo….!!!

hello dear tumblr!  i’ve been a rotten blogger, i know, i know…  i moved, had service set up, flew to phoenix, returned home to no internet, was out for a week, on for a day, out for 2 more days, and spent 3 more hours on the phone with att again today.  obviously working now so fingers crossed.  however, i leave early in the morning for singapore, thailand and laos!  so, i must beg that you bare with me a wee bit longer… such is the life of a traveling addict.  hugs, kisses, and many thanks to those of you who have not dropped me in my long absence. 

~robin

March 6, 2012
A quick note from work…

Hi tumblr!  A quick note to let you know I have not disappeared - I’ve simply moved homes and don’t have internet set up in my new place.  Will be back to blogging soon!!  XO - Robin

February 26, 2012
November 8, 2011.  Lalibela, Ethiopia.  Pilgrim praying at Bet  Maryam.  The church, dedicated to the Virgin, who’s particularly venerated in  Ethiopia, is the most popular church among pilgrims.  Some believe  it may have been the first church built by Lalibela.
 

November 8, 2011.  Lalibela, Ethiopia.  Pilgrim praying at Bet Maryam. The church, dedicated to the Virgin, who’s particularly venerated in Ethiopia, is the most popular church among pilgrims. Some believe it may have been the first church built by Lalibela.

 

February 26, 2012

November 8, 2011.  Lalibela, Ethiopia.  Bet Medhane Alem (Savior of the World). Said to be the largest rock-hewn church in the world, it measures 33.5m by 23.5m and is over 11.5m high.

 

February 26, 2012
An Introduction to Lalibela…

“By vast Expence and hideous pain, The Rock a Church became” (Hiob Ludolf, 1684).

Lalibela - a city of rock-hewn churches, built in the 12th century, to become the “New Jerusalem”. The city was called Roha and King Lalibela came into power after his brother abdicated the throne. Legend says that he went into exile to Jerusalem and vowed that when he returned he would create a New Jerusalem for his people since they were too impoverished and the pilgrimage was too difficult for them to make. Another legend states that he was poisoned by his brother and went into a coma, where God showed him a vision of the churches and commanded him to build them. There is a lot of uncertainty as to how long it took to create the churches. I was told 24 years for all 11 churches with a good deal of divine intervention (the men lovingly toiled away during the day, while angels intervened at night, doing twice the work as the men).

There are two basic types of churches in Lalibela:

1. Rock-hewn cave churches, which are cut inwards from a more or less vertical cliff face sometimes using and widening an existing natural cave.

2. Rock-hewn monolithic churches, which imitate a built- up structure but are cut in one piece from the rock and separated from it all round by a trench. Nowhere else in the world are constructions of this particular kind found.

Lalibela’s name means, “The bee recognizes its sovereignty”. Bees have special significance in Lalibela as a result and they make a special honey-wine called Tej - surprisingly bitter-sweet to taste.

February 23, 2012
November 8, 2011.  The road out of Gonder.  Ethiopia.

November 8, 2011.  The road out of Gonder.  Ethiopia.

February 22, 2012
November 7, 2011.  Gonder, Ethiopia.  And this is Calvin.  Calvin’s cycling trek also started in the UK and his destination is Durban, South Africa.  Calvin and Jonny, both on epic journeys across the world on a bicycle, happened to meet up somewhere in the Sudan and decided to ride on together.  As mentioned in the previous post, Jonny ended his ride in early December in Kenya where they bid farewell and Calvin is still going.  He was recently waylaid in  Zanzibar by a harsh bout of malaria.  Ironically, that is the exact  reason why he is doing this ride: to raise money for the Malaria Consortium.   Due to medical bills and the like, Calvin is now strapped for a cup of  coffee and a piece of bread to sustain him on his journey.  If you have  a few quid to throw his way, I know it will be much appreciated: http://www.gofundme.com/bcuvo! To find out more on his journey, check out his site: Calvin Rides Home  
There is also a recent article on the Bicycling S. Africa Magazine site here:  http://www.bicycling.co.za/articles/calvin-rides-home-0

November 7, 2011.  Gonder, Ethiopia.  And this is Calvin.  Calvin’s cycling trek also started in the UK and his destination is Durban, South Africa.  Calvin and Jonny, both on epic journeys across the world on a bicycle, happened to meet up somewhere in the Sudan and decided to ride on together.  As mentioned in the previous post, Jonny ended his ride in early December in Kenya where they bid farewell and Calvin is still going.  He was recently waylaid in Zanzibar by a harsh bout of malaria. Ironically, that is the exact reason why he is doing this ride: to raise money for the Malaria Consortium. Due to medical bills and the like, Calvin is now strapped for a cup of coffee and a piece of bread to sustain him on his journey. If you have a few quid to throw his way, I know it will be much appreciated: http://www.gofundme.com/bcuvo!

To find out more on his journey, check out his site: Calvin Rides Home 

There is also a recent article on the Bicycling S. Africa Magazine site here: http://www.bicycling.co.za/articles/calvin-rides-home-0

February 22, 2012
November 7, 2011.  Gonder, Ethiopia.  This is Jonny.  I met him and another cyclist, Calvin (who I will post about shortly), back at my lodging when I returned to Gonder.  Jonny lives in Edinburgh and had been cycling from there to Kenya to raise money for an organization called DARE, which helps the impoverished people of Kenya find ways to make a living through sustainable enterprise.  And he also did it for the pure sake of adventure.  He achieved his goal about a month later in early December and is now back to life in Edinburgh.  Read more about his adventures here: Dare To Ride.

November 7, 2011.  Gonder, Ethiopia.  This is Jonny.  I met him and another cyclist, Calvin (who I will post about shortly), back at my lodging when I returned to Gonder.  Jonny lives in Edinburgh and had been cycling from there to Kenya to raise money for an organization called DARE, which helps the impoverished people of Kenya find ways to make a living through sustainable enterprise.  And he also did it for the pure sake of adventure.  He achieved his goal about a month later in early December and is now back to life in Edinburgh.  Read more about his adventures here: Dare To Ride.

February 22, 2012
November 7, 2011.  Near Gonder, Ethiopia.  Shepherdess with flock and a field of teff.

November 7, 2011.  Near Gonder, Ethiopia.  Shepherdess with flock and a field of teff.

February 21, 2012
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I know I have not given enough love to my blog lately… it’s been a very very busy several days and I’m afraid it’s only getting busier with work and trying to find a new place to live and friends visiting…!

Tonight is my first free night to post, but alas, I’m off to see Mr. Malkmus & The Jicks at the Granada Theater tonight.  More posts soon!

strangedesert:

Stephen Malkmus & The Jicks - Share The Red

February 15, 2012

Shelter.  In the countryside of Ethiopia.  November, 2011.

February 15, 2012
November 7, 2011.  Somewhere between Gonder & Debark, Ethiopia.  Stopping in a village and filling my basket with quinoa (at least I think that’s what it was?).  It was quite satisfying to quell my hungry tummy.

November 7, 2011.  Somewhere between Gonder & Debark, Ethiopia.  Stopping in a village and filling my basket with quinoa (at least I think that’s what it was?).  It was quite satisfying to quell my hungry tummy.

February 15, 2012
November 7, 2011.  Somewhere between Gonder & Debark, Ethiopia.  This warm and kind gentleman hitched a ride with me.

November 7, 2011.  Somewhere between Gonder & Debark, Ethiopia.  This warm and kind gentleman hitched a ride with me.

February 15, 2012

Grab this world by it’s clothespins and shake it out again and again and jump on top and take it for a spin and when you hop off, shake it again.

redlicorice:

Shake the Dust

“Do not let one moment go by that doesn’t remind you that your heart beats 900 times a day, and there are enough gallons of blood to make everyone of you oceans.”

- Anis Mojgani

February 15, 2012
November 7, 2011.  Simien Mountains, Ethiopia.  By no  means is this photograph spectacular, but it was all I could snap in the  heat of the moment.  There I was, sitting atop a cliff overlooking the  breathtaking Simien Mountain Range.  It had been a long day and I was  enjoying my late afternoon lunch of rice and meat that I had picked up  in Debark.  I did not have utensils and so was scooping it up with my  hands. 
As if from thin air behind me I heard a WOOSH, followed by a THUNK, as  this eagle smacked my hand while trying to eat the meat from it.  I had no  idea what hit me.  I looked back and forth, then finally up as I saw  the eagle rapidly circling in a downward spiral aiming to attack again.   And man, with those two enormous eyes glaring down at me, I felt like a  rabbit with nowhere to hide.  So what did I do?  I’m embarrassed to  admit that my instinct was to react like a four year old and duck (if I  can’t see the eagle, it can’t see me, right?).  Thankfully my mountain  scout was nearby and, having seen this comedy play out before him, ran  over and flung his jacket in the air to shoo the eagle away.  I had just  enough time to jump up and ditch the food further away, run back and  snap this shot of my hunter before he flew off over the abyss of cliffs  below us.

November 7, 2011.  Simien Mountains, Ethiopia.  By no means is this photograph spectacular, but it was all I could snap in the heat of the moment.  There I was, sitting atop a cliff overlooking the breathtaking Simien Mountain Range.  It had been a long day and I was enjoying my late afternoon lunch of rice and meat that I had picked up in Debark.  I did not have utensils and so was scooping it up with my hands. 

As if from thin air behind me I heard a WOOSH, followed by a THUNK, as this eagle smacked my hand while trying to eat the meat from it.  I had no idea what hit me.  I looked back and forth, then finally up as I saw the eagle rapidly circling in a downward spiral aiming to attack again.  And man, with those two enormous eyes glaring down at me, I felt like a rabbit with nowhere to hide.  So what did I do?  I’m embarrassed to admit that my instinct was to react like a four year old and duck (if I can’t see the eagle, it can’t see me, right?).  Thankfully my mountain scout was nearby and, having seen this comedy play out before him, ran over and flung his jacket in the air to shoo the eagle away.  I had just enough time to jump up and ditch the food further away, run back and snap this shot of my hunter before he flew off over the abyss of cliffs below us.

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