Driving in the rural areas of Ethiopia, I was able to observe the daily routines of many Ethiopians. Gone were my complaints of cockroaches in the hotel. Gone were my materialistic thoughts and Western "need" for more. Though this was not my first visit to a third world country, it was the culture shock that I need to set me in my place. These happy, charismatic people work their fingers to the bone for less than $1 a day. Their short lives are filled with turmoil and pain. And yet they work. What a lesson for us all.
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