I have been fascinated by Ethiopia ever since I learned about Lucy, the ancient human ancestor found there. When I was a kid, I wanted to be an archeologist. Or maybe an anthropologist. I struggled between the two, but in either case, I knew I wanted to go to Ethiopia.
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I think of Mongolia on a daily basis, since I have named my dog Gobi. She looks just like one of the dogs my sister and I met and adopted for the duration of our stay. Like my dog, my memories of Mongolia are never far from my heart.
“Ready for your first wave?” he asked, skipping the gushing praise I thought I deserved for getting out. “After you catch the wave, paddle back to me.”
That’s when the illusion shattered into pieces. Every time I rode a wave into shore I would have to paddle back through the white water.