One can eat a lot of injera, visit many old towns and drink many cups of tej, but the Ethiopia that I enjoyed most was among young children in Aksum or Debark, running around, laughing, jumping from rock to rock and being so alive.

As for the contrast that makes life worth living, I shan’t forget soon the calmness with which a lady invited me to a (third) cup of coffee in Aksum’s airport, in that thick smoke of incense.

For pictures from Ethiopia, click here.