Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Yaya Village



Last Friday, I visited Yaya Village and had my most comfortable run since arriving in Ethiopia. Though I’m still struggling to adjust to the altitude, this was my first run absent of exhaust fumes and mule traffic! Joseph Kibur, an Ethiopian who lived in Canada from age eleven until his early adulthood and then returned to Ethiopia less than ten years ago, is in the process of building an athletic resort, Yaya Village, just outside of Addis. It is a complete training facility with western comforts, beautiful guest rooms, scenic running routes on paths and in the forest, a well-equipped gym with large windows facing the mountains, steam rooms, volley ball and tennis courts, horseback riding and (hopefully, in the future) a pool! It is nothing like what I have seen in Ethiopia thus far. International teams have already contacted Joseph, eager to visit and train at Yaya Village. 



As Joseph, Joanna and I ran together, he told us that he dislikes running alone and the village will give him plenty of training companions. Indeed, Joseph’s vision for the village is much larger than merely a source of running buddies. He hopes to host young Ethiopian runners to give them the gift of a year of intense training that may provide them with the opportunity to become successful athletes. Joseph also plans to partner with GGRF to host young female athletes. He recognizes that success in the form of international wins is not possible for the majority of runners and hopes that the village will also provide many almost-athletes with a fallback employment option, such as learning to become massage therapists, cooks and gardeners in the village. I cannot wait to return to the village in a few weeks (or months—things move terribly slow in Ethiopia) when it is fully up and running! Learn more about Yaya: http://yayavillage.com/


3 comments:

  1. It's really neat following your blog! Happy Thanksgiving! Wendy

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  2. Hi, Sweetie,

    I'm home from church and catching up on your most recent blog entries. Your photos and descriptions of local food are interesting. Gordon's boast (?) about having barbecued brought back a memory of my short stay in Tanzania, where women spend much of their day keeping charcoal fires going and preparing food. My hosts were astonished when I told them that in the USA, *men* cook meat over open fires *for fun.*

    Thanks for keeping us up to date.

    Love, Paps

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  3. Helen baretu,

    Have any of your hosts commented to you on the origin of *ferengi*? Are you curious?

    According to a passage in Paul Theroux's *Dark Star Safari: Overland from Cairo to Cape Town*, it comes from "Frank," originally referring to the Frankish warriors who fought in the Crusades, and eventually coming to mean any Westerner in general. "A form of *faranji*, the word *afranji* is regarded as obsolete in Egypt, though it is occasionally used today, especially in combination (a *kabinet afrangi* is a Western-style toilet). I heard it now and then in Sudan. The word has travelled east, to India and as far as Southeast Asia, where pale-skinned foreigners in Thailand are known as *farangs*, and in Malaysia as *feringhi*." (p. 104)

    Word gets around. Just thought you ought to know.

    Love,

    Paps

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