Impressions of Addis Ababa

Airport layovers are a weird kind of purgatory. The period spent in limbo between where you came from and where you’re going to is often in a timezone that has no bearing on either your point of origin or your destination. I usually find thay this leaves me disorientated and unsure as to whether I should be sleeping or awake. The relationship you build with the place you’re transferring through is also an unusual one. The window of opportunity to form impressions is limited to the short time prior to landing and after take-off. Other opinions will naturally form based…

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