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Carrying firewood |
The morning finds us driving through stunning mountainous
scenery on our way to the
Yemrehane Monastery, in a beautiful isolated
location.
Words, even photos, cannot adequately do justice to the views, the
huge skies, the sheer unspoilt vastness of this amazing landscape. Not to
mention the fascination of a different culture being played out in front of our
eyes through the coach windows.
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sorghum growing in foreground |
As we travel our fabulous guide Johannes tells
us about Ethiopian culture. We learn that the historic culture required the
boys to be tough and the females to do all the work!! But education, he says,
has changed all that. And he admits that education was, for him, a yeast which
has enabled him to rise to what he is today, an extremely knowledgeable and
personable tour guide. Education has also achieved much to reduce the dreadful
abuse and suffering of Female Genital Mutilation (FGM), much discussed these
days, but it is still going on, particularly in more remote rural regions of
Ethiopia. He
tells us that the 2009 German film Desert Flower served as useful publicity
against the practice. It is based on the autobiography of Waris Dirie, the
Somali born nomadic pastoralist who became a model and activist against female
circumcision. Now the "harmful aspects of cultures" is taught through
the school textbooks there. HIV/AIDS is also still a serious problem, more so
in the country than in the cities, but again education is beginning to show
results.
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everywhere children follow us - friendly and smiling
but they always want pens and money! |
We see young boys in charge of small flocks and herds of
goats, sheep and cattle. These animals are moved around during the day to seek
best grazing, and at night they are kept for safety in barns where they are fed
hay and straw. The dung produced in the barns is a valuable currency in its own
right, bartered for food.
We pass fields of Sorghum from which the local "firewater" is
made.
We are driving along a tarmac road, very good in stretches,
sometimes in the process of being laid. Johannes tells us this is being built
by the Chinese and that this for various reasons brings resentment from the
local populace.
Our driver spots a crane on a rock by a river as we drive
across, but he has flown away by the time we stop.
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harvesting the tef |
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our group "enjoying" the local brew! |
We also stop where we see
farmers cutting tef which is the grain used in making the traditional injera
bread - a large pancake-shaped "bread", highly nutritious and used as
the basis of many meals. Portions of various dishes are piled around its edges
and the diners will communally break off portions of the injera to scoop up the
food. I loved it - when well made - and it is great for a gluten free diet -
but not to everyone's taste. We are invited over to watch the harvesters and
take photos and are offered the local alcoholic brew, frothily overflowing out
of a big plastic jug, and poured into filthy plastic beakers for us. I bravely
tasted it but thought it was pretty disgusting personally! We offer the headman
100 Birr which he graciously declines - he tell us via the guide that he feels
privileged to be allowed to show us his crop and his means of livelihood, but on
being pressed he is pleased to accept the money to spend "on his
family."
To get to the tef field we walk carefully around fields of
the Ethiopian sunflower - it is much smaller than the European variety, and
very prickly, but still an important source of oil and seeds. The crop looks
scant, the earth parched, but the tef seems to be thriving better. This area
has to contend with serious soil erosion in the rainy season when the water
turns brown with the silt, much of which ends up in
Egypt
and the
Mediterranean.
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see the woman collecting water from a
scant river supply |
Even at the end of the latest rainy season some of the rivers seem pitifully low.
It's a one and a half hour drive followed by a long walk and climb - 195 steps in all - up to the Yemrehane Monastery - but a visit not to be missed...
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