Well, we made it to Ethiopia and I already have a story. Late last night I wandered down to the hotel bar to have one final adult beverage before our arrival in Malawi. They have asked us not to drink once we get there out of respect for the mission and the church. Seeing as it was the night before my wedding, I felt one local beer was in order. Noteven 5 minutes passed before I was promptly hit on by an Ethipian prostitute. Somehow fitting for my last night of bachelorhood. She took rejection very well. Nice girl.