Here I am on the top floor of the museum at the ancient Islamic city of Harar. There are 87 mosques in this one town. It is probably the greatest concentration of mosques in one city.

The two guys to my left were convinced that either a Jewish Conspiracy or the Illuminati run America. They made me wear hijab. I was not thrilled about it so I let my hair hang out quite visibly in protest.

So typical, room full of conservative Muslim men dressed Western, and then just a couple brave girls covered from head to toe who didn't say hardly a word. The girl second from the left really enjoyed the talk and sent me a nice e-mail after.

Prayer Time under Ethiopian Sky

Here I am at a small shop set up by local women, selling baskets and jewelry. They are receiving funding from the World Bank to have this business in an effort to get women more economic rights. The baskets from Harar are world famous and a tradition passed down over centuries. They gave me a strong cup of coffee, hand stirred by the server's fingers! It actually tasted good.

This event was the next day at Auwlia High School, a Wahhabi-funded Islamic high school in Addis Ababa, Ethiopia. Girls were sitting in their own section. Half the girls were in niqab (which is the face cover) and did not want their picture taken despite the fact that even their face is covered. Again, I was forced to wear hijab, but I conveniently let it fall of my head several times during the talk.

Living room and bedroom set up reminded me of Pakistani culture.

They also do Mehndi in Harar just like in Pakistan. The cultures were very similar.

This was my final event. Men were mostly Wahhabi and totally anti- America. Women just kept quiet but apologized for the men after they left and said that their position is very low and they cannot complain to the men.

These girls were not students at the high school but showed up anyway. The one on the left was horrified that I would suggest that America cares about Muslims around the world and gave a huge diatribe during the Q & A. This would have been notable except for the fact that everyone was anti-America.

I don't know how they got in since they were not students at the school. In Africa, everyone just shows up regardless of being invited. Also, everything starts at least a half hour late.

The principal of the school is on the left. His son is next to him. Principal said he would marry me, although I think I would be wife #2 ? You can see how my hijab has totally fallen apart at this point, by design.

The non-high school kids at the school liked me a lot better. They really liked how I could take a photo on my camera and then show them the picture on the LCD screen right away. This resulted in jumps and excitement. They all wanted to shake hands and run alongside my car. Just like in the movies.