This will be brief:
The last of coffee I had was on June 2, 2007, in Kenya. (That's actually not quite true, but it's close enough, and it makes for a better story.) I broke my coffee fast today here in Ethiopia, and I'm wired on 3 cups. We visited a beautiful family and the mother performed a coffee ceremony for us, which is an incredible gift of honour and hospitality.
A 2nd cup is a real sign of respect.
A 3rd is over the top.
My pupils are dilated, and I may never sleep again.
...so I have to do a coffee ceremony to get you to drink coffee at our home? :-)
...please tell Jamie that his reports are exceptional from your trip
...I would welcome getting to know him and the rest of the folks when in Houston in mid-December
...so, if you can let him know that...thanx!
...eager to hear all about it when you return home
...praying a ton for you two men whom I thank God for...that be thee and Tom
Posted by: Wes Roberts | October 12, 2008 at 01:50 PM
drink it down, it's good for you. Way better than the Nancy-boy herbal tea you drink.
I knew this trip would be good for you!
Posted by: robert | October 12, 2008 at 04:43 PM
Hope you've made it back down lol.
Posted by: wilsonian | October 13, 2008 at 08:02 PM
love the ceremony, good for you! thinking of you.
Posted by: sharon | October 14, 2008 at 04:59 AM
This cracked me up Mike! It was great hanging out with you in Ethiopia. I noticed you didn't mention your traditional Ethiopian dancing. I'll have to post that video of you somewhere because it was at least as entertaining as your dilated pupils!
Posted by: Sam Henry | October 15, 2008 at 06:47 PM
I miss you.
And I definitely want to see Sam's video. hehehe...
Posted by: wilsonian | October 17, 2008 at 06:13 PM
um, video?
Sam, we need to talk.
Posted by: robert | October 17, 2008 at 07:48 PM