Confessions of a Jetsetter™

Confessions of a Jetsetter w/ Martin Brusewitz

“I was walking down a dusty road in the town of Harar in eastern Ethiopia. It was one of the main roads and full of people and traffic. I’m really tall and most Ethiopians aren’t so I was drawing some attention. At this point I was used to it though. I had travelled for months through Ethiopia and everywhere my height drew attention. Understandably so. Even in my home country of Sweden, I sometimes feel like I’m from another planet. In Ethiopia people were staring, laughing and yelling jokes at me all the time. Anyway… All of a sudden further down the street, I see something. A head is floating way above the crowds, just like mine. Could it be? A few moments pass by and I realize it’s not my lonely mind playing a trick on me. It’s a brother. A tall Ethiopian. Our eyes meet. Everything goes quiet. We start smiling. We walk straight towards each other. Our smiles growing. Around us, the daily life of Harar goes on like it was just another day but for us it’s different, we know, it’s not another day, something special is happening. Still looking into each other’s eyes, we walk straight into an enormous hug. Without saying a word, we just put our long arms around each other and we squeeze tight. Chest against chest. Two lost brothers. Suddenly the world makes sense.”

Martin Brusewitz // @jannelajon


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