Djibouti

The first time that I pondered Djibouti as someplace other than a random African country, I was on a Scuba Trip. At that time, when I wasn't scuba diving in the Bahamas, I was preparing to move to Addis Ababa, Ethiopia. One of my fellow divers had spent time in Djibouti and was trying to sell me on the idea of Djibouti vs. Ethiopia. He had me at Whale Sharks and lost me at 100+ degrees every day.



When I was living in Ethiopia I didn't try to visit Djibouti. Not because I didn't think it would be interesting, but because my choice was to travel with my two children who were 7 and 2 at the time or to take a weekend away with my husband. As you might imagine, Djibouti wasn't where I was dreaming of taking my children, nor where I fantasized about a weekend away with the husband... that was Zanzibar. So, I never made it to Djibouti.

I have been back to East Africa a number of times since we returned from living in Addis Ababa and I still haven't found a good reason to choose Djibouti as a destination, but as luck has it, my husband's career has dictated that will be the next place we move. And this will be my attempt to share the process with friends and family.

Wish me luck...