I’m sure my loyal readers have noticed my sporadic and overall poor posting lately. It’s not that I forgot about my blog, it’s just that some big things have been happening that I’ve been unwilling to talk about until now.
With less than eight months left in my service, I’m starting over.
Changing sites is a deeply personal decision and one that I don’t believe any PCV makes lightly. That said, when someone does move in the middle of their service there is often a very good reason. That very good reason happened to me, so this past week I packed up my entire house and left Bure.
Unlike the end of service, I didn’t get to say goodbye. My landlord didn’t know the final coffee ceremony was going to be the last. My best friend–who wanted to plan a large party–gave me a shoulder bump and walked away not realizing it was the last time I’d see him for awhile. I guess I’m lucky in that I will be close enough to take a day trip and see the people I care about most, but leaving without goodbyes is always hard.
I’m now settled in Bahir Dar, the regional capital of Amhara and one of my favorite cities in Ethiopia, and I’ll finish out the remaining eight months of my service here on the shores of Lake Tana. I’m sure it’ll go by quickly as I explore and learn more about my new city.