After a few hours in which the suffocating heat you could stand under the shade of a tree on the flat ground, now that we had entered the mountains we prayed that some clouds eclipsed the powerful sunrays.
It seems that someone took pity on us up there and we could enjoy moments where the sky appeared cloudy. We took the opportunity to make some short stops in which to drink water, take some strength and contemplate the arid landscape that we had around us. They had told us that all those mountains that seemed taken from a movie of the American West, in the rainy season they became a green vergel. At that time we had a hard time believing it.
Manu carried his backpack like a soap and I wondered how he would be if I was tired without carrying anything on his back.
The mountains in this area exceeded 2,500 meters, reaching 4,000 at some points. Although, after about 10 days in the country, we were somewhat accustomed to the altitude, the heat made the walk quite hard.
The school we arrived at
Finally, and after bordering two or three more mountains, we arrived at the school where we would spend the night. It was 5.30 in the afternoon and we had enough time to talk to people before setting up the tent.
We salute a few teachers who came out to meet us. In Ethiopia, teachers are quite young and not well paid, so most live in the same school. They build a communal shack for everyone and share rooms, mattresses and life in general.
They spoke some English and we talked a bit until it entered the scene a girl who left us impressed. He was very young and he was with the teachers but he was not one of them. When we settled in the low and hard bed of the room in which we were invited to rest, the girl knelt down carrying a basin of water and told us to take off our trekking shoes.
Fanta and the girl cooking