Bahir dar, Ethiopia, is allegedly a great place to relax after traveling Ethiopia for a while. I don’t find it that way for several reasons and last night gave me another. As I lay awake at midnight listening to the dogs howling and barking (where are they in the daytime?), I noticed some movement. The cover sheet had some loose because fitted bed sheets are not common here. Usually you wind up with part of you on the bare mattress in the night. Soon there was a migration of small blood sucking creatures using my arm as a bridge to my chest down to the nether parts. The gateway to bloodsucking paradise. I itched and smacked and tossed and turned. I have experienced bed bugs before in Argentina and Brazil before but not like this. It was a battle that lasted until sunrise when they decided to retire and all the while I resisted screaming like a little girl. In any case, it was a big win for the bed bugs.
Gross, right? Well I spared you the photos of my body.
So where did this happen? The NGG Hotel in Bahir Dar.
The NGG Hotel is dirty, full of bed bugs, has no hot water, and the coffee is divine.