Tuesday - The Ides of March
How many times have I written that while on a trip ? At least half a dozen.
Back in Arba Minch, different hotel this time. Nicer room, great
courtyard the view is lacking though. I'm not certain if the trade off
is even or not. The view there is spectacular, this place has hot water
.... when they have water. The town seems to be out of water so I guess
it's a choice view or luxury, because they are both about the same
price. $19 here vs. $15 there. It will be fine for 18 hours before Addis
tomorrow. EXCEPT for the fucking nearby church. Some guy is yowling
over loudspeakers and it is getting a bit bothersome.
We passed huge domes of cotton. maybe 40 feet tall and the same around
covered by yellow the equivalent of blue tarps. That surprised me. One
minute we were in the cool highlands and 5 minutes later down in the
flats. Up down up down. Cool and comfy then roll down the windows hot.
We did turn the air conditioning on for a little bit though. The first
time for the trip. We were following a large truck and couldn't find a
safe place to force him off the road. He was raising such a cloud of
dust that we had to roll the windows up to keep from choking and in a
couple minutes were on the verge of suffocation from the heat. Heck I
never even thought we might have had air-con.
I wish I could remember if I ever knew the name of the statue in Brussels Belgium (??) of the little boy urinating. Well we passed him
today only he is black. Standing there hands on hips totally naked
Facing traffic as he stood on a bluff and whizzed as the cars whizzed
Besides the Wizard or Ethiopia we passed another funeral procession. A
very thin body on a ladder like bier carried by 4 men and in this case
two people following. On the previous two we've past there has been a handful and none following.
Most of the bridges, where there are bridges are pretty boring.
Occasionally we would cross one over a rocky canyon and driver would ask
me if I wanted a photo. Sometimes yes, sometimes not. There was a "Yes"
on the way. Well now I learned in case of Zombie attack I'll be the
first eaten. One kid, two kids, three kids - SWARM !! I was surrounded
by them. Pulling on my clothes. Grabbing my hand and then the other
hand. Pulling, pulling down to their level. I was about encased in
children when the driver came to my rescue and beat them off me with a
few choice words. There were a few stragglers holding on and still pursuing but enough fell back that it allowed me time to escape to the
safety of the Landcruiser's solid hollow metal door.
That was before noon.