Horn of Africa. Home of coffee. Teff is king. Agriculture is king. Formidable Queen of Sheba. Shameful female genital mutilation. Unspeakably poor secondary schooling rates. Amharic. Rock hewn churches. Archaic monasteries. Dalliance with communism. Omo Valley tribes. Spiritual homeland of the Rastafari movement. Fertile highlands. Ancient civilisation. World’s fastest runners. Ark of the Covenant. Mussolini invasion. Youthful Addis. Proud Abyssinia.
Five days to see something of this remarkable country. Ha! From the tip top of its head to the furthermost point of its feet, not forgetting the right and left of its resplendent wing span, this land contains endless riches for the traveller, onlooker, ponderer. Hardly worth trying. Despite the brevity of the trip, I connected as best as I could. Engaged in friendly, informative and, at times, passionate discussions, with the folks who were kind enough to sit and chat. Chat about their heritage and identity as modern Ethiopians. I merely scratched the surface. Excuse to go back? For sure. For sure.