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Rough Ethiopia: crossing Lake Tana by ferry (Part 4)

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The ship ready to leave Konzula

The dawn of the second day of the ferry crossing that would take me to cross the Tana lake, from Bahir Dar to Górgora, it was the most beautiful one I saw during the month that my trip through Ethiopia.

Arega pounded on the door of my shabby room around 5.15 in the morning. I prepared my backpack after washing my face in the pipe of the hostel's patio and ate a couple of cookies and a banana while my new friend, Konzula's physics teacher, pointed out his email and telephone address on a piece of paper ... Then we We headed towards the dock where the rickety ship began to be loaded to the brim with wood, sacks and tangkwas.

He tangkwa It is a small boat, similar to the canoe, which is handmade by the Ethiopians from a plant called papyrus (papyrus). Let the stem dry and then tie several together. It is used by many of the fishermen who fish in the Tana.

A tangkwa in Konzula

I said goodbye to Arega on the pier with a meaningful hug, thanking him for opening his town, his house and his heart. I promised to write to him when he arrived in Spain.

Behind the, an immense ball of orange fire emerged from the south bank of the Tana. The rows of passengers of the ferry were going up to occupy their seats without stopping a second to admire that powerful wonder of nature. For them it was something everyday, but it showed me, once again, the greatness and power of Africa. The star king rose rapidly in a ceiling that announced another day of asphyxiating heat. But that would be later. On deck, my travel companions were covered with scarves and blankets of various colors and designs to protect themselves from the cool breeze of dawn.

My young friends ate some mangoes and offered me one. I accepted delighted and we began our complicated conversations, more based on signs and faces than in my Amharic or your english Even so, I continued to expand my vocabulary thanks to your help.

Some more children had joined our group in the port of Konzula. Those who already knew me from Bahir Dar, presented me with pride and said I was their friend.

Sunrise in the Tana

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