I like embassies. I’m not crazy about running around town trying to find embassies or paying for visas, but it’s an interesting introduction that is usually representative of traveling in the country. There is a North Korean embassy I might visit if I was feeling better. Why would there be a North Korean embassy here? Any ideas?
Normally I really need a visa and want to make sure everything goes right at an embassy, but in this case, if the Somalilanders refused me, I wasn’t going to be devastated. I even thought of putting “shifta” (bandit) on the application for my occupation, but decided against it. So when I paid $50 for my $40 visa fee and they asked if they could pay me in Ethiopian birr for the difference, I wanted to know at what rate. They wanted to shortchange me 5 birr (about US 30 cents). I was non-committal about it, saying I might pick up those 5 birr when I returned for my visa in the afternoon.
In possible retaliation the girl slyly dug out my visa application again and asked, “How old is this photo?”
Ouch! That hurt. She was good. That photo was at least 10 years old. I am always trying to fob off ancient visa photos. I tried not to appear unnerved. “One or two years, maybe.”
She looked back at the photo and then at me again with skepticism, so I went on the offensive. I coughed and said with my gravelly voice, “I’m sick. I only look 100 years old now because I am so sick. I feel 200 years old and look 100 years old. And I forgot to shave.” I coughed some more and she was mollified enough to overlook this obvious transgression or she was simply eager to have this bag of germs leave.
When I went back in the afternoon to pick up the visa and said, “Habibi, how about those 5 birr?”, her eyes got big at my chutzpah. I protested, “That’s two and a half injera!” Injera is the national staple food, and economic comparisons to the cost of it always and instantly make sense to Ethiopians, even if they are always and instantly amused at a white guy making the case for it. She had the other woman in the office scrounge around for 5 birr, and when they could only come up with 4.95, I said that it would be OK this time, but I was going to keep my eye on them.
They knew I was talking nonsense but were ready to throw me out of the embassy compound anyway.
Two things I learned about Somaliland that give me pause for thought:
1–My visa starts today, even if I don’t intend to go there so soon. No matter when I go, I have to be out in a month from now.
2–Somaliland is an all-cash place: no ATMs, credit cards, travelers checks, etc. I might fly out of there, so I will need a lot of cash to buy a ticket. You would think I would therefore be a juicy target for shiftas.
Quick story: This was the same situation in Vietnam back in the early 1990s. One day our group passed a cement truck that had been robbed and everyone killed right in the middle of the road. The thieves targeted it because they knew they had just made a delivery and had cash. They got away with about $200. I had $800 in cash on me. Everyone in our van was similarly loaded.
Then, as now, there is no American embassy.
Semi-unrelated to anything: This link shows a map of what percentage of people in each state in America have passports. New Jersey has the most per capita and Mississippi has the least. I thought for sure California would have the most.
On the advice of my Italian doctor (I like saying that), I am taking antibiotics, Cipro, to be exact, but three of the past four nights have been hellacious as I try to sleep while in a coughing frenzy. I simply cannot stop coughing. Drinking tea or taking pills provides only temporary relief. It’s horrible, in case you weren’t sure.
I could have relied on the medical advice of the local pharmacist, but I was distracted by her shirt being unbuttoned halfway to her belly button. There are several kinds and prices of the same drug based on where it was manufactured. Do I want it from Switzerland, Cyprus, Kuwait, or India? I went with the Swiss at 75 cents a pill.
If only I could find a buyer for all my phlegm. I would be rich!
Try an albuterol puffer with a spacer & Prednisone 60mg the first day, then 40mg/d for 4 more days. It will help. PS: Greg says I should just let you suffer. You may want to sock him next time you see him. He’ll be weakened from radiation sickness.
If Greg kicks the bucket, I got first dibs on the laptop
FYI, I’ll be calling you Mr. Clarence periodically from now on…
The woman issuing visas at the Somaliland embassy was very friendly 5 – 6 times I have been there and very helpful. My visa always started when I plan to enter Somaliland.
The woman was nice to me, too. I was the one being combative.
The Best medicines are mainly found in somaliland, they bring them in from the UK
Hi, great blog. You look triumphant in that picture. I would feel triumphant too if I could FIND the Somaliland Embassy. Can you help me out?
Could you tell me EXACTLY where in AA the Somaliland Embassy is? I’ve lived here for 5 years and I don’t know. I’ve asked dozens of people, most don’t know and some think its still in Haya hulet. While others say Bole Michael (probably thinking of the Somalia Embassy). Did you really get that visa the same day? thanks.
I can’t tell you exactly, and I know it had moved and there was a lot of confusion about it. Did you try calling them to ask? I did, and I asked what embassies or landmarks are nearby. It is on a main north-south street on the corner, not tucked away in a side alley. I walked not from Bole but from the main road on the north end, which seemed a little closer.
If I wrote that I got it same day, I did. Otherwise, it was no more than one day.
would u pls let me know the address of somali land embassy in addis????
That was a long time ago! Sorry I don’t have it now!
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