When I woke up around 1 PM, there was no electricity in my room and it was raining outside.
But there was enough hot water in the boiler to take a shower, the electricity came back on and the sky cleared up. 
Time to go for a walk... After crossing Cameroon St, I spotted little bars decorated with Christmas lights along Mike Leyland St. Reportedly, this type of girly bar can be found all over town, but I was delighted to discover a whole bunch of them close to my hotel. Of course, they weren’t open yet.
Exploring some side streets off Haile Gebreselassie Rd, the street signs didn’t seem to match my map. Many of the Addis Ababa street signs are facing the wrong way!
Eventually, I wound up at Meskal Sq and turned into Bole Rd. I checked out the Purple Cafe. Nothing but guys. I got some money from the ATM at the Dembel Center. I had a nice lunch at New York New York, where a few girls were smiling at me. They weren’t my type. One of the waitresses was an absolute doll, though. She was extremely busy, while most of the male waiters were idly standing by. Typical!
I continued walking along Bole Rd until I spotted the sign for the Djibouti embassy. Turning left, I was on a pretty dead stretch of road leading back to my hotel. I got back to my room just before sunset and took a rest...
Addis Ababa is basically an ugly city... with pretty girls.
Helen
I headed back out at 8.30 PM and soon spotted a group of 5 streetwalkers. I was hoping to reacquaint myself with the black beauty I briefly met yesterday – no sign of her. Another dark-skinned girl sparked my interest. Helen was from the Oromo tribe and asked for 300 ETB ST. She wouldn’t go for 100 ETB, but settled for 150 ETB. Let’s go!
Helen liked to kiss, but was reluctant to allow tongue action. As we undressed each other, she revealed saggy, African tits and a little baby fat. She sucked on my nipples, headed south, but stayed well clear of my dick. No surprise there! Her tiny pussy got wet along the way, but she wasn’t particularly passionate.
Photos: Helen - Mike Leyland St. 23 24 25 26 27
Salam
Heading back out around 11 PM, I intended to check out the little bars on Mike Leyland St. But not far from my hotel, I ran into Salam. She’d waited for me yesterday...
Salam was passionately kissing me from the start. She’s one of the shiny happy people and was great fun to be with. I put some music on; Salam was shaking her ass to Beyonce and Shakira tunes. When she got tired, I showed her some porn flicks on my iPod. Salam was fascinated! When the faranji (foreigner) girl wrapped her lips around a guy’s dick, Salam was quick to make a cross sign!
“Ethiopia no!” she exclaimed. After showering together, it was time for Salam to demonstrate what she learnt from watching my instructional videos. She started off by riding me with her arms behind her, resting on my legs. A typical porn star position!
Salam was oodles of fun, both in and out of bed. Around 2.30 AM, I was ready to hit the pillow. Salam wanted to go home; I reminded her of our deal. We cuddled up in bed, but a couple of hours later, Salam woke me up. She couldn’t sleep and wanted to go home...
When I told her to go back to sleep, Salam admitted she chews chat, an amphetamine-like drug which is legal in Ethiopia. The stimulant prevented her from sleeping, but she was prepared to sit up all night in order to honor our deal and get paid in full. Since she was honest, and had been great, I paid her 300 ETB and let her go...
Photos: Salam - Mike Leyland St. 28 29 30 31 32
Salam means peace, which is a popular greeting in Ethiopia. She was an Oromo-Harari mix and referred to herself as a “business girl”.
Loso