We had already been to Ethiopia, and as we both had the desire to go back there we did. First Danakil, an extremely harsh and inhospitable territory. We were overwhelmed by the beauty and living conditions that are of another world. Then the plateau of Tigray with its magnificent monolithic churches clinging to the rock.
There is always a special moment encapsulated in every journey, destined to be remembered. In the opaque light of the morning we see a long line of women wrapped in shammas. They are patiently waiting their turn to grind their meager crop and prepare teff ' injera, the Ethiopian bread.
It is not the charm of the picturesque that strikes. It's the archaic simplicity of this universe that is dismaying and especially the comparison with our way of life which is unsustainable. Seeing this, we can no longer be innocent bystanders. How can we ever explain the meaning of this imbalance, these extreme inequalities?