|Natalie and me playing our flutes @ the conference|
At the Close of the Day, we went to an Ethiopian restaurant, and were served Ethiopian food, the traditional, Ethiopian way. (With salted coffee!) I wish I could tell you the names of the dishes, but I only know the word for bread, dabo.
Over dinner, when Dad told Asfaw that we home schooled, he was amazed. In Ethiopia, homeschooling is not heard of. It took him a while to understand how the homeschooling process worked. Once dinner was finished, Mrs. Brant took us back to their house, and served us dessert: custard and cookies. We drove from there to the hotel, and went to bed. Got to go! Goodnight!