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What is this life if, full of care, we have no time to stand and stare? Welsh poet, William Henry Davies

Thursday, June 18, 2015

26-30 DECEMBER: MEKELE



Posted June 2015

26 - 30 December 2011
MEKELE
Arriving ever so early, I’m at Ethiopia Airlines office when it opens up and even though tomorrow’s Addis flight is full, a seat is found for me to connect to another flight continuing onto Dire Dawa and the tickets reissued – so efficient that it still causes me wonder!!
Walk about town to visit the Matyrs’ Memorial, a huge golf ball in the sky along with the associated museum in a massive round building with umpteen photos & memorabilia from the fifteen year struggle against the “fascist Derg regime” by the Tigray Peoples Liberation Front during the 70s & 80s. Thus the famine…. Check out the palace being reconstructed behind masses of scaffolding so it’s  museum exhibits are viewed in a smaller building nearby. One of the exhibits labelled as Elephants teeth is actually a pair of elephant tusks!! And then there are the baskets made from ‘glass wings’ which I think may have meant grass twigs??
The churches here were built in high, remote places to fend off would-be attackers. Locally, tradition attributes the churches were hewn out either during the joint reigns of Abraha and Atsbeha, the first Christian kings of Ethiopia (c. 330-356 AD), or sometime when the nine saints spread monasticism in Ethiopia during the 6th century. Some are very elaborate, cathedral-like, separated from the rock on three sides, while others are more like caves with great stone pillars descending within. However In the 10th century, the Jewish queen Judith tried to eradicate Christianity here by burning churches and valuable Christian works. Then an invasion in the 16th century also destroyed valuable treasures and signs of the destruction still appear in many of the churches. But at long last I have worked out what the sticks are used for at the churches – these look a little like a crutch and they are used to rest on, during the many hours of prayer & hymn singing, especially for the elderly, stored in the corner of every church.
Wandering through town I get accosted by a women who makes all sorts of claim about her ancestry- lots of mentions about Emperor Haille Selaisse - and as I try dodging her she turns on me with strings of abuse much to the horror of locals…  Dined on a great dinner of fish goulash and a lovely sleep on a bed that was akin to a trampoline.

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