Bit of work

Here's a bit of mapping I've been doing for work. I live in that light green patch that's unlabeled, the rest is where we work on this project. The little red dot is Harar, where I'll be going for a weekend trip sometime soon, probably when it gets unbearably hot in Dire Dawa and we just need to get away and feed some hyenas.

In other news, yesterday at around 3pm I slipped out of the office for a bit of a wake-up. I'd been falling asleep at my computer since lunch and concentration was definitely on an all time low for the day. Luckily, the night before I'd been going through my digital photo albums and making a print folder. Armed with my flash drive loaded with 36 favourite photos, my escape yesterday was me walking down the road to a little portrait studio where they also print pictures. I'll save you the long convoluted story about how I ended in a bit of a tiff over price with them when I went back to pick up my pictures in the evening.

Instead, I'll tell you about the fun I had expanding my collage of photos on my bedroom wall. My little picture collection, which I had started when Kaja and I were executing her Easter postcard project, has now grown to a rockin' arrangement of (mostly) family and a few select friends. I had tried to be conscious of getting pictures of all my family up there, but I'm still missing a few siblings. Nick, Ari and Helga, if you're out there, I have no photos of you guys. I've got you in the family photo from the wedding, but no others. This must be remedied.

Funny that it has to take me moving to Ethiopia to start printing all those photos I have stored. This is the thing I miss about film... the downside of the digital revolution of photography. We no longer develop film; have a tangible hardcopy of our photo exploits. Instead we upload and upload and upload creating huge photo libraries, but more often than not those libraries are relegated to digital albums which can't be held in the same way and old album can. Sorry for the bit of the rant, but seriously, I miss the event of taking photos and having them developed. Okay, I'm done.