Ethiopia; Go for the Mursi, Stay For the History

As the wind whipped through the dusty campground somewhere just outside of Jinka, deep in Ethiopia’s Omo Valley, I knew my calm disposition was only a result of the Ambien numbing my mind as I slowly woke up. Had I not been deep in a drug-induced slumber, I would likely have been screaming as loudly as my fellow travelers in the next tent over as the driving wind and rain howled through our campsite.