I must admit, it’s very nice to be in Gondar. Though the early a.m. photo above is quite misleading in its apparent serenity, compared to the chaos of Addis, Gondar feels relatively peaceful.
After our arrival early a.m. on Sunday, we spent half the day strategizing with Dr. Getahun (SCOPE’s main man in Gondar) about scheduling the many meetings we need to cram into the next 4 days. We laid out quite a tight schedule involving meetings and presentations at the University, with the Dean of the medical school, and the archbishop and others at the North Gondar Diocese.
The good news is that on Monday we accomplished almost
everything we had planned/hoped for that day. Nothing ever seems to go smoothly
so the fact that we achieved our objectives is, basically, a miracle. Nancy,
Getahun and I first met with Professor Afework, the Dean of Research and
Community Service to update him on SCOPE and to discuss the details of making
the University of Gondar SCOPE’s fiscal sponsor in Ethiopia. Professor Afework
is very committed to the SCOPE partnership and was very happy to hear about the
success of our priest/women ANC/PMTCT project at Woleka Health Center and
equally happy to hear that Getahun and SCOPE fellow Kefyalew have successfully
replicated the SCOPE partnership project—this time with U of G funding—in a
remote rural health center at Dabat.
The big news of the day is that Nancy, Getahun, Professor
Afework and I were able to meet with the President of the University of Gondar,
Professor Mengesha Admassu. After giving him an overview of SCOPE, the
president ceremoniously signed (finally!) the Memorandum of Understanding
between SCOPE and the U of G.
The afternoon was spent figuring out how the heck Nancy and
I were going to get down to Bahir Dar the next day (Tuesday) to meet with Dr.
Shegau, the director of HIV/AIDS at the regional office of the Ministry of
Health. Comical does not quite describe the gyrations we went through involving
buying the last 2 tickets on the bus to Bahir Dar, followed by discovering the
return bus was fully booked, followed by negotiating a driver to bring us back
from Bahir Dar, followed by deciding it was cheaper to pay the driver to
transport us both ways, followed by the discovery there is no such thing in
Ethiopia as being refunded and having a receipt 'voided'—the bus
tickets were ours whether we used them or not.
Enter our hero: Getahun. I’m pretty sure Getch went into the
bus office and told the ticket agent he was being tortured by two old white
ferenji’s and if they didn’t refund our money he was going to start foaming at
the mouth and lose his mind, right there, on the spot.
So, we’re on for Bahir Dar. A guy named Mike (pronounced Mickey) will meet us with his pickup truck at 6:30 tomorrow morning and drive us the 185 km to Bahir Dar and back. Turns out we know Mike, as he drove us around Gondar a few times when we were here last January. Either it’s a small world, or there’s only one driver in Gondar willing to take us on.
So, we’re on for Bahir Dar. A guy named Mike (pronounced Mickey) will meet us with his pickup truck at 6:30 tomorrow morning and drive us the 185 km to Bahir Dar and back. Turns out we know Mike, as he drove us around Gondar a few times when we were here last January. Either it’s a small world, or there’s only one driver in Gondar willing to take us on.
Just had to add this one last photo of the day as an
addition to my collection of East Africa bathroom signs.
Cheers!
PHOTOS: Gondar piazza; Gondar woman going to church; with President Mengesha at U of G; mule transport; Fasilidas' Castle; Gondar street; bathroom door.
Cheers!
PHOTOS: Gondar piazza; Gondar woman going to church; with President Mengesha at U of G; mule transport; Fasilidas' Castle; Gondar street; bathroom door.
Sounds like you're making excellent progress! Enjoy your time as a gust.
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