Return of my youth

I have slowly been coming to terms in positive ways with my 30’s and learning to embrace those flecking greys as distinguished looking, meals in with friends as a genuinely ‘big night out’, and becoming more tidy as a good trait to be developing.

My job though can bring my age into sharp focus. I will always remember two young people I have worked with loads over the last 5 years pointing out with deep concern my grey hair just a few months before my 30th Birthday….”‘I remember when you used to look so young matt” they said.

Well, My youth has officially returned and it has been awesome to be young again this week. However this is not just because I am here at the African Youth Summit with loads of young people, or that according to the Africa Union, the official definition of a young person is up to 35, but because in fact its currently mid-february in 2002 in the Ethiopian Calendar….and that means I am 23.

Officially.

Snacks on a plane

On long-haul flights, the little snacks you get your with your gin and tonic, or whatever your nerve dulling drink of choice is, are usually pretty boring, dry and over-salty.

So it was extremely exciting to get handed out quite simply the most fun plane snacks I’ve ever had.

 

Well done Ethiopian Airlines for having the best – it was a a highlight in the otherwise tedious same-ness of long-haul flying