End of internship - Coffee Ceremony

Before the start of my last week, a coffee ceremony was celebrated at Addis Guzo (Virgin Mary's birthday). For coffee, there was Annebabero - 'Injera Pizza', Hambesha - traditional bread, and cooked chickpeas and barley as a snack. On Saturday, it was the holiday, usually, family, neighbors, and friends gather in gardens and celebrate outdoors. This year, it was adapted according to each family's safety measures. It is a favorite holiday for many Ethiopians because it is celebrated outdoors with the whole family and because it celebrates something beautiful.

On Sunday, Dinkenish - a stray dog ​​that lives in front of the Addis Guzo Compound and is the mother of guard dog Marley, underwent surgery. She had a uterine infection (no surprise after multiple pregnancies). The uterus had to be removed. The surgery was done in the physiotherapy room, which is currently not in use. It was the first time I saw an animal operation, exciting and very disgusting... The dog is fine now and will never be able to become a mother, which would probably have killed her.

My last week at Addis Guzo was great. I did many different tasks like pimping wheelchairs, building wooden frames, organizing storage, etc. I also did a photo shoot, portraits of all the staff members and some team photos. I took one portrait with and one without a mask (beautiful reusable fabric masks made by the Addis Guzo Tailor Crew).

For my farewell, there was a coffee ceremony with cake. It was a touching goodbye, and I had to promise to come back someday. I will definitely say goodbye in about 3 weeks before I (hopefully) fly away. Currently, flights are still outrageously expensive...

I added a corrugated iron shack to the pictures. There are thousands of them here in Addis. Whether you believe it or not - it's a house. I have already gotten used to such images. Sometimes I drive through the streets and everything is completely normal for me. Then I think back to my first days in Addis, I was amazed at eucalyptus scaffolding on high-rise buildings, which I no longer notice. Naked people on the street and various precarious living conditions. All of that and much more has become a habit for me now. I wonder how the return to Switzerland will be for me...