Hotel Staff

There are a few new staff at the hotel restaurant this time, and they are really nice. After my run-in with the bad tuna, I hadn't gone to breakfast on Friday or Saturday morning. When I went down to have a light lunch, one of them asked, both with a smile and concern in his voice, "Sir, are you okay? Why you didn't come for breakfast?" They still seem a little concerned because I've been ordering tea instead of coffee--it's a real test of strength to resist Ethiopian coffee for a week!