Coins of Aksum
5 hours drive from Dire Dawa to Addis.
The driver didn't like our Ethiopian jazz playlist.
And he did put some Wu-tang banger on.
A boy named image.
I told him i would send him a french dictionary.
I forgot about it and never did at the end.
Stupid me.
5 in the morning,
First boat in Bahir Dar, on the shore of lake Tana,
towards the north with morning eyes.
Looking for the "Hôtel de la gare d'Awash".
Emebeth son.
Thanks for everything Emebeth.
Crossing the mount Fantale,
the long walk to Metehara.
The sun was ruthless.
I think i still can smell the streets of Harar.
The smell of coffee, everywhere.
The endless railroad that cross Lake Basaka.
