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Archive for February 2010

The Best-Named City in Africa

February 22, 2010

The award for the best and coolest-named city in Africa…goes to Addis Ababa, Ethiopia! After grinding our way through the highlands this week, we arrived at a long-anticipated rest day in a relative urban metropolis. It’s funny- many friends of mine who have visited Addis consider it something of a dump (and it is). But […]

The Climb!

February 22, 2010

Bahir Dar, Ethiopia is supposedly a very lovely, palm tree-lined town along the tranquil shores of Lake Tana. My most profound memory of Bahir Dar is of the inside of a toilet bowl at our campsite. Helllloooo Africa- I hope you enjoyed and will soon be exiting my small intestines 🙂 The Tour d’Afrique race […]

A little bit of fun!

February 13, 2010

The Tour d’Afrique arrived in Gondar, Ethiopia two days ago, for what was scheduled to be a normal rest day. Of course, nothing is normal or scheduled in Africa. Unbeknownst to us, as we were biking Ethiopia’s huge hills the brakes failed on the truck carrying all of our gear, food, water, medical supplies and […]

The Longest Week of My Life

February 12, 2010

Greetings from the highlands of Ethiopia! My sincere apologies for the lack of blog updates over the past week- internet has been nonexistent, and seven straight days of arduous riding this week surpassed my physical, emotional and human limits. Let me elaborate… The Tour started the week riding out of Khartoum to more remote sections […]

Khartoum, Sudan

February 4, 2010

Three years ago, I visited sub-Saharan Africa for the first time to run and climb Mt. Kilimanjaro. One of the members of my climbing team was a sweet, unassuming Canadian named Roweena, with blond hair and blue eyes, who turned out to be a tank commander for the United Nations, stationed in Khartoum. She was […]

Camel Crossing!

February 4, 2010

“DUDE, LOOK OUT!!!” This is not the proclamation you hope to hear from the lead rider of an eight-person paceline, when you are riding toward the back. I jerked up at about 20k into our ride across Sudan today, expecting road debris, glass or a rogue Toyota threatening our happy paceline. Instead, we saw a […]