One afternoon, I accompanied Dr. Samuel on a trip to the nearby town of Guliso. If the road in Dembi Dollo was the Indiana Jones ride at Disneyland, the road to Guliso was Goliath at Six Flags.
Over the course of the ride, we were slammed against every side of the vehicle. We zipped along tortuous hillside roads, blazing past cornfields and young children shouting as we passed. Our driver floored the van at 70 kilometers per hour through the rocky unpaved road only to slam on the brakes at the sight of an upcoming puddle or hole, sending us hurtling forward. As the van careened through muddy ditches, we were hurled back and forth from left to right, with feet flying high in the air.
If I ever wondered why there were no amusement parks in Ethiopia, I now wonder no longer.
Over the course of the ride, we were slammed against every side of the vehicle. We zipped along tortuous hillside roads, blazing past cornfields and young children shouting as we passed. Our driver floored the van at 70 kilometers per hour through the rocky unpaved road only to slam on the brakes at the sight of an upcoming puddle or hole, sending us hurtling forward. As the van careened through muddy ditches, we were hurled back and forth from left to right, with feet flying high in the air.
If I ever wondered why there were no amusement parks in Ethiopia, I now wonder no longer.
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