she said, “Nice meeting you Ted!” Then she was off down the aisle, most likely to a pristinely white and air-conditioned SUV, complete with a deferential chauffer. At a more leisurely pace, Tim traversed the anarchic airport, dodging the desperate porters who forced themselves upon you before demanding $5 dollars for lifting your bags five meters. At Dire Dawa Arrivals a restless crowd of loved ones, taxi drivers and greeters surged forward as passengers exited the baggage hall. Sarah loved to watch arrivals as families and couples tearfully reunited, quoting Love Actually she said it proved there was still love left in the world. Tim scanned the cardboard signs among the sea of Ethiopian faces, half of them yelling, “Yes! Mister! You want taxi!? Yes?”Then he heard a deep and familiar voice. “Timothy Smith – Welcome!” The warm Cameroonian tones restored a sense of calm in his travel-worn mind.Asefa was smiling, holding a cardboard sign, with ‘His Royal Highness, Timothy Smith – Welcome Back!’ hurriedly scrawled in large biro letters.“Nice touch you bastard,”
