Day 27, 95 words

Day 27, 95 words

Abeda Village to Rashid, 82 km

We are fast approaching the Ethiopian border. Every hour, the terrain becomes ever more grassy and vast fields of Sorghum begin to dominate the landscape.

Now and then, a lone tree pokes out its head.

Between these fields we find the people. In thatch roof huts, surrounded by grass fences with sheep and donkeys near at hand.

“Howdarjew! Hallow! Wellcoome!”

Hundreds of children shout greetings as we navigate the dirt roads of these villages.

Nobody comes here. Our presence alone draws crowds. Riding bikes invites tough questions:

“What is this?”

We lack a succinct answer.