I got visa of Sudan and Egypt, and left Addis Abeba after 11 days, stayed a bit too long as usual.
I took the route to Gondar towards north, along Lake Tana. The road was paved. Traffic was few. Ethiopian drivers don't honk much. Up and down was not so tough except the part crossing Nile River. The temperature was fine.
I would have enjoyed cycling lots more, if some people had been quieter.
"You! Where are you go?"
"How are you?"
"You! Bring me the money!"
"Welcome!"
"China!"
"Pen, pen!"
"Very good!"
"You, you! Money, money! Hey! Money-money-money-money-money-money! You-you-you-you-you-you-you-you...."
Shouts caught me in every village. Perhaps it was stupid of me that I reacted to most of those. I got tired of them and annoyed eventually. Especially with those "demands". 
People were poor. Many were on bare feet in those villages. I didn't see a single machine of a farmer in the fields but oxen and plows. Teenage girls asked for my used T-shirt (for her family, perhaps). I felt sorry for some of them. But only some. I found most of them rather annoying because of too much demanding. They looked fine enough to me.
Why do they think it's a matter of course I should give them something? Who spoiled them? I often wondered.
"How many pens do you think I have?"
"Do you know how many people ask me for pens or money in a day?"
"Why in the first place do you think I should give you something?"
I once caught a teenage student who was following me around, and asked a little angrily. He was baffled a bit with my serious tone, then said,
"But I asked you only once, only this time, didn't I ? If you don't like it, no matter."
Yeah. Take it easy. No big deal. Eih?
1 burr in every 5 minute. 12 burr per hour. 144 burr in half a day while I'm out. $12 a day. Too much. In every 10 min? $6. In every 20 min? $3. $60 in 20 days. 720 people...
I started counting like that on bike. Silly, though. 1 burr. What could you buy? A small cup of coffee in a cheap cafe.
There is a lottery called "DV", Diversity Visa, to win the green card of USA. Many told me about it. It was their dream.
Money, or hope, didn't seem to come from inside but outside the country.
19 May BaharDar, Ethiopia, 18451km
