Author: JAVIER RUIZ ALCOCER
I arrived in Addis Ababa, August 1 at night. As usual, reaching a dark place is further away than ever to know what's coming the next day and thereafter. The taxi driver who picked me up spoke broken English but spoke a lot and I wondered: 'How about in Ethiopia?'. After ten minutes into the country does not know what to say, so I did see that very well and he taught a proud smile. Then I saw him crossing himself as they passed a large church and continued to accelerate the ramshackle taxi. At that time I did not think of anything, but ...