The huts are, I think, part of the tourist attraction. The homes with aluminum roofs further on are not.
Never got any information on this; there just didn’t seem to be anyone to ask. This is a ways away from the churches, so you’re kind of in the Lalibelans space there, and well, layers and layers of complexity.
Inside the Women and Girls Empowerment Project.
The “blue school” (see next).
Kids in their blue uniforms on their way to school in the morning (about 7:00 a.m.). Two other schools in town had different uniform colors. The uniforms are compelling — even though they’re simple smock-like outfits, their power is plain because they say “This child is a student.” You see plenty of kids not in uniform, which also underlines their significance.
Raiy Amaters Writers’ & Journalists’ Asso. Amazing.
Morning in Lalibela, about 5:30 a.m. Some of the best hours of the whole trip.
It wasn’t market day, so the town market was sparse. People laying out sacks of grain, plastic basins, fingernail clippers, vegetables, shoes (the shoes are endless).
The airports in general were incredible. Lots of tourist juk for sale and as always, great macchiato.
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