My racket. My baby. New white grip. After one evening on clay courts.
Playing a lot of tennis. Not a particularly Ethiopian thing to do (although several join me), but it’s a good way to run around in Addis without dying by traffic. The courts are calm and within walking distance of home. And it feels good to suck at something at the beginning, and feel myself getting better every week.
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told you that you should have gone with the fluorescent colors…
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I might have guessed that the photo was of, maybe, a weird champagne bottle-neck or something. How about a sub-class of your ’shot of the day’: a “What’s This?” photo or two, and invite us to guess?
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