Only amateurs here? A day in Ethiopia's exercise hub

I came to Adis Abbaba to run on the terraces of this crescent-shaped ‘square’. But, in the shadow of Haile Gebrselassie, I couldn’t see the locals for dustThe first thing I do in arriving in Addis Ababa is throw up. Right there on the airport asphalt, a grotesque, liquescent version of the papal terra firma kiss. A kind lady passes me some water. I accept it gratefully, and then return it involuntarily via the window of my taxi from the airport. At the hotel, there is no record