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  • hardie karges 12:24 pm on November 2, 2017 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , Ethiop[ia, Harare, , Semitic   

    Ethiopia: Where it all began… 

    Ethiopia is one of the most incredible countries in the world, close to the origin of the human race, in Africa, of Africa, but not limited to it, or by it, highly recommended if you’ve been elsewhere in Africa and figure it’s all the same–it’s not… (More …)

    • Dave Kingsbury 11:21 pm on November 4, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      Light, Color and Sound indeed! – to quote your by-line – amazing that Rimbaud just stopped writing poetry and spent the rest of his life in Africa as a trader, though his journal entries from the time make interesting reading!

      • hardie karges 6:26 am on November 5, 2017 Permalink | Reply

        Yes, very interesting career that man had, and I’ve never read those journal notes, either, so nice…

  • hardie karges 1:19 pm on October 4, 2017 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Asmara, Eritrea, Ethiop[ia, human rights, Isaias Afewerki, Italy,   

    Eritrea: North Korea in Africa? You Decide… 

    Though Eritrea may have an ancient history, as a modern country they’ve only been independent since MY BIRTHDAY, 1993, and that only after a long hard war fought with neighboring Ethiopia, its big brother and modern nemesis… (More …)

    • Kelly 11:33 am on October 12, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      I love the colours, everything is so lush and bright. I never knew that different music can influence on people so much…

      • hardie karges 12:13 pm on October 12, 2017 Permalink | Reply

        Language, music and art are the best expressions of a culture, IMO, and music is easily the most accessible, no prior training required. Ethiopia is definitely my favorite country in Africa, and I think Eritrea would be almost as good. Thanks for your comment, Kelly…

  • hardie karges 1:49 am on June 13, 2017 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , Ethiop[ia, , , Nubian, Sudan   

    #Egypt in #Music, #Nubian and Urban… 

    Egypt (Misr) is a mother, the mother of us all. With origins at least ten thousand years ago and a well-documented history for at least half that, this is where it all began, the bottle-neck between Africa, Asia and Europe, where black and white have rubbed shoulders since time immemorial and big ideas have been made and canceled as a matter of course, where Greeks, Romans, Arabs, Mamluks, French, British and Ottomans have all had their day, until Egyptians ultimately have their say and their way, and agree to disagree…

    The last six years say it all, at the start of which I could travel freely all over the region, over land and water, like a pilgrim in search of everything, now divided into safe zones and no-fly zones and there-but-for-the-grace-of-God-go-I zones. Pick any God. The pyramids are the big deal, of course, but Thebes is all about columns, though never given credit as the prototype for Greece, with whom Egyptians share more DNA than has ever been acknowledged, either, only now obvious with the world genome now revealed…

    If you want to travel there, do it. There is an overland route going south, too, you know, South Sudan optional. Sudan also has a border with Eritrea, and onward to Ethiopia via Djibouti, more of that same Greek/Nubian DNA there, apparently. Get visas in advance, if possible. You can always fly. The horn is the heartland. Welcome to the Bible. Go before WW4…

  • hardie karges 6:16 pm on November 11, 2015 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Ethiop[ia, Interzone, lingua franca   

    This world is science fiction… 


    Somewhere in Ethiopia…

    …the fractal edge of the universe in the process of expansion, chaos meeting the void, waves crashing on the beach, the fragile border area between existence and non-existence…

    This is Interzone, the international zone, the chaotic border where languages fall flat and desires become erect…

    Modern standard Pidgin English is the lingua franca, Chinese language torture, the tongue of half-baked smiles, crocodile tears, and alligator pears…

    This is science friction; this is World War III; this is reality. Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night and have no idea where I am…

    I search an empty mind for the most recent memory, any memory, anything. What’s a computer without an operating system? Insert boot disk…

    Finally a reference point emerges and the rest can be extrapolated. Sometimes I wonder if a different memory had popped up, then maybe the entire extrapolated world would be different?

    Is history constantly shifting its point of reference? IS there such a thing as objective reality?

  • hardie karges 8:48 pm on October 26, 2015 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , Ethiop[ia   

    Special Relativity of Tourism 

    Addis Ababa, looking for something

    In Addis Ababa, looking for something; think I’m being shadowed by someone…

    Time travel is the best kind.  You don’t have to move a muscle or start an engine.  You just flip the pages of memory and sit back and enjoy as images pass by on the projection screen of your mind’s eye.  There’s only one drawback; it involves getting old.  So, as with most of life itself, it all works out in the long run; the less you’re able to travel in space, the more you’re able to travel in time.  Don’t laugh at that old guy with spit dribbling down his chin; he’s trucking in his mind.

    • Esther Fabbricante 9:53 pm on October 26, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      My real travel is very limited, but plans are go to Dallas for Thanksgiving (3 days) to see my three great grandchildren (twins I have never seen.)

  • hardie karges 11:15 pm on May 6, 2015 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , Bahir Dar, Ethiop[ia   

    In Search Of The Nile’s Source At Bahir Dar 

    Ethiopian Christians at Bahir Dar

    Ethiopian Christians at Bahir Dar

    Today the air is cleaner… good day to backtrack a few hours to Bahir Dar… …maybe catch some vistas that I missed on the way in to Gonder… maybe my lungs can start recuperating… but the vistas are few even on a clear day, nothing more than a few old stranded Russian tanks… finally Lake Tana comes into view, monasteries dotting its islands and shores, and a thousand traditional straw-thatch tukuls dotting the landscape…

    I get a place right on the lake, for the equivalent of a ten-spot, but no TV, and Wi-Fi just a sticky wet dream (beware of cheap places advertising “wireless,” a radio). My place in Gonder actually had satellite TV with real movie channels, but only when there was electricity… (More …)

    • Esther Fabbricante 9:49 pm on May 7, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      My goodness – an adventure to say the least. My excitement is the impending birthday party on the 9th of May.

    • hardie karges 10:52 pm on May 7, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Happy birthday in advance, Esther…

  • hardie karges 1:20 am on April 28, 2015 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Ethiop[ia, Gonder   

    Escape To Addis & A Better Bus To Gonder 

    History Speaks in Gonder, Ethiopia

    History Speaks in Gonder, Ethiopia

    Bite the bullet, pay $300+ for a forty-five minute flight… feels good to be back in Addis Ababa… decide to forego Lalibela to concentrate on Gonder and Bahir Dar since they lie along the same path… two days out and two days back, with overnight stops both ways by local bus. This is brutal; there’s got to be a better way: Selam bus…

    …catch my morning Selam bus and we start off into the Ethiopian outback, over hill and dale, like some cheap cliché going nowhere new, but very certain of the route. English signs pepper the shops in small towns even in the outback, wherever two roads cross and somebody might need a tire or a trinket or a beer, though I suspect the signs invoke status as much as service… not much in the Ethiopian outback anyway… northern part of Ethiopia heavily deforested, hardly a square inch not under the till or the hoof, barely a five o’clock shadow of cover. (More …)

    • Esther Fabbricante 3:24 am on April 28, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      I’m too tired to travel with you tonight.


  • hardie karges 3:16 pm on April 22, 2015 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Djibouti, Ethiop[ia,   

    Somaliland Stirred, Djibouti Shaken 

    Picture of Market in Djibouti that cost me dearly

    Picture of Market in Djibouti that cost me dearly

    May 2009

    (We get no peanuts, but we do get to Djibouti on time.)

    …my hopes are soon dashed…  If this is French colonial glory, then I’m Napoleon in rags… French legacy of high prices and pretentiousness only…  airport itself offers the first clue, single exchange office only opening after the guy can be found to service his single customer, me…  $30 three-day transit visa or $60 thirty-day visa, decisions decisions…

    Downtown not much better, squalid and dirty… much higher prices than neighboring countries.  Cabbies obnoxious, driving old green-and-white honkers that they like to back down the street in…  room has A/C and TV, though, and enough room to exercise if I want, something I’ve foregone for many days for lack of adequate food and water.  Refugees don’t work out.  My mental condition is deteriorating… got to plan my escape… (More …)

    • Esther Fabbricante 4:39 pm on April 22, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      All I can say is “You are a survivor!”

  • hardie karges 7:52 pm on April 14, 2015 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Ethiop[ia, , Hargeisa,   

    Somaliland Stirred not Shaken; Chewed not Spat 

    Street Market in Somaliland

    Street Market in Somaliland

    …get on a bus for a country that doesn’t really exist, except in someone’s imagination: existential ball-juggling 401… Somalia now effectively divided into three, Somaliland relatively peaceful and open for business, connected by land to the also relatively peaceful states of Djibouti and Ethiopia. Somaliland issues visas and currency and guards its borders just like everyone else.

    …catch the first bus out of Harar at daybreak, make my connection in Jijiga and continue on, certain to make Hargeisa within the day now… Travel in Ethiopia not hard so much as slow, crammed in like proverbial sardines… the vast Ogaden Desert, cousin to the Arabian and Sahara, spread out endlessly ahead, highland Ethiopia maybe the only real break in a desert stretching from Morocco to China.

    You decrease in elevation as you increase in heat, by some adiabatic ratio, and the Christian passion and delicate features of the typical Ethiopian face evolve into something a bit different, the harsher and darker Somali features and the more rigid and vocal Islamic demeanor. (More …)

    • Esther Fabbricante 11:15 pm on April 14, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Taking your life in your own hands, it seems. Scary. Doesn’t home sound good about now?

    • kc 6:01 pm on September 17, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      from the looks of the pics. and the article i posted, qat is no problem for the people. After all, if one can find serenity in a leaf, so be it. now for our own mj in MS……

    • hardie karges 8:16 pm on February 8, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Reblogged this on Hyper-Travel: Basement Tapes & Bad Selfies and commented:

      My experience with Dallo Airlines, the one that had an explosion in mid-air, probably the exact same plane….

  • hardie karges 9:56 pm on April 7, 2015 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Dire Dawa, Ethiop[ia, , ,   

    Following Rimbaud In Harar, Ethiopia…. 

    Ethiopia has desert, too...

    Ethiopia has desert, too… 

    May 2009

    …Addis Ababa bus station at 5 a.m. ain’t pretty… bus already quite full when I arrive… suspect some of the riders have been there all night… looks pretty lived-in… taxi driver asks if he can help.  Does a bear sh*t in the woods?

    Fortunately I have great faith in people’s goodness, especially those of the Book.  People were touched by the Book long before they ever had one thrown at them.  Still nothing cleans and scours the soul like fear, removing psychological debris and detritus long caked on and ground in, leaving you whiter if no brighter.  (More …)

    • Esther Fabbricante 11:15 pm on April 7, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      I am still speechless at your descriptive ability. My right eye is coming along and I am able to read a little more now – cataract surgery was a week ago tomorrow. We had had Easter and celebrated John and Greg’s birthdays; and Charla is vacationing with three girlfriends in Asheville, N. C. this week.

    • Esther Fabbricante 11:23 pm on April 7, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      I’m reading a little better, but still blurry and having lots of little floaters. Another appointment a week from today for Dr. Ford to determine the next step.


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