【Adventures in Ethiopia and Djibouti】-上集 楊達倫
1.Adventures
in Ethiopia and Djibouti
During 1983–1985, ENSCO Inc., the company I was
with, subcontracted to Luis Berger Group to do an assessment of the
infrastructure and the operation of the Djibouti–Ethiopian Railway. A couple of
other companies were also on the team to provide specialists in different
disciplines. At the time, we were dealing with the old railway that was
completed over many years during the early 19th century. Ethiopia was one
country that was not colonized by European countries, except for five years by
Mussolini of Italy from 1935 to 1941. The French assisted in the initial design
and during early-stage construction. Subsequently, the British assisted in
completing the construction of the entire line. The D-E Railway was a
meter-gage, single-track rail line that ran between Addis Ababa in Ethiopia and
Djibouti, which is the capital of the independent country of the same name.
Djibouti is a seaport at the southern end of the Red Sea; Addis sits on a high
plateau at 7,726 ft. The rail line is close to 800 km long and lies on a steep
incline that rises from sea level to almost 8,000 ft.
Figure
1: Djibouti-Ethiopian Railway
The results of the study were to be used to
support the application for an international loan to fund the desperately
needed repair and upgrade of the railway system. A total of six of my
colleagues from ENSCO traveled to Ethiopia and Djibouti for different periods
to support the project. About the same number of people were on the team from
other partner companies. We all had different assignments and worked separately
during the week. I made two separate trips to Africa and spent a total of about
two months in the two countries. Team members often formed small groups to
travel together to cities where the railway reached. On weekends, we would
venture out of the hotel to explore the city and interesting sites nearby. The
small group would go out together to improve safety. No matter where we went,
our small group would be surrounded by a larger group of beggars, mostly
children and young adults. Every beggar makes the standard gesture of
hand-grabbing something to put into the mouth. We created a name for the
begging gesture: the “Ethiopian salute.”. In reality, they are not begging for
food; money is what they want. As a background, just a few words on the history
of Ethiopia leading to the time of our visit. In 1974, a revolution overthrew Emperor
Haile Selassie, who was relatively close to the West. The new rulers were
socialists backed by the Soviet Union. Ethiopia was converted from a monarchy
system to a Marxist-Leninist system. During our visit in the mid-80s, Ethiopia
was in a desperate situation. A famine was ongoing in the area due to drought
and war. A revolt was on the go in the north, which later ended up creating a
separate country,
Eritrea. The years of war with Somalia have
just subsided, with significant infrastructure damage in the war zone,
including segments of the railway and bridges. The drought, the military
conflicts, and the government policy missteps have caused a major famine in the
country. The socialist/communist government in power at the time was
antagonistic towards the West, especially the United States. Our team was
somewhat surprised to be awarded the study contract. The office space in the
railway headquarters assigned to us has anti-American cartoon posters on the
wall. We asked, and they agreed, to remove them
while we were working there. In fact, my limited exposure to Ethiopia was
probably during one of the worst time periods in recent years. I have been
writing about the memorable experiences since returning from the trips to
Ethiopia and Djibouti. By now, it has been some 40 years. Many things have
changed since then, and a lot of my memories have partially faded or distorted.
I have done the best I can to describe the unusual and vivid experiences from
my best recollection.
Figure
2: Old Coach Fitted with ENSCO’s Track Inspection Equipment
Figure
4: Typical Passenger Train at a Station Stop
Figure
5: Ta-Lun Inspecting Repairs on War Damaged Bridge
Aside from travel documents and flight
arrangements, each of the team members had to follow the recommendations of the
world health organization to get vaccinations for the target area. There were
several vaccines, I only recall a multiple injection for Malaria.
For spending time in Africa and to carry out
the specified work, we got suggestions from out experienced international
consultants on our team. One of unexpected item is toilet paper, which we were
so pleased to have learned to bring with us. Two early-day portable computers
were purchased for writing reports. These were small suitcase sized, and
vacuum-tube powered machines that ran on DOS 1 with a word processing
capability. We also brought a teletype machine and rolls of paper for printing
the outputs.
For my personal survival, I bought a
battery-operated “Boom Box” that had a radio and can play cassette tapes which
I transferred from CD’s. I also brought a high-end Sony shortwave radio to
receive international broadcasts. It
turned out that these gadgets made my trip much more enjoyable and interesting.
3.Alex
3.1Mutually Beneficial Relationship
Our project team arrived in Addis Ababa from
different parts of the world. We were all booked into the Ras Hotel, a
reasonably nice local hotel but less expensive than the American chains like
Hilton or Sheraton. Each tourist hotel was surrounded by a wall of barricades
guarded by armed security personnel. A hotel guest inside the barrier will not
be bothered by anyone; you are on your own outside of the barricades. Alex,
among hundreds of other local hustlers, would be waiting around the boundary of
the demilitarized zone to accost deep-pocketed foreigners willing to venture
beyond the protected zone.
Alex was one of the hustlers. He is an
Ethiopian who knows Addis Ababa (Addis for short) and speaks reasonably good
English. We got to know Alex quite early on our trip. Being “smart” travelers,
we negotiated with him on the terms that:
·
We pay him no cash for his services.
·
We will cover the cost of his
meals, transportation, etc. while he is working as a tour guide for us.
·
He can earn commissions from
the merchants we buy things or services from.
·
He will help with exchanging
US dollars for Ethiopian birr in the local black market. The exchange rate is
quite a bit better than the official bank rate.
We had an easy handshake on this verbal
agreement.
Figure
7: Alex, Rick and Ta-Lun at a Roadside Bar
Things went reasonably well for several weeks.
We had Alex with us wherever we went (outside of our business duties). He did
exchange money for us on the black market. The rate varied daily but was always
better than the official rate at the bank.
Alex took us to his home to meet his wife and
children. Lovely people live in essentially ghetto conditions in Addis Ababa.
We treated him as a real friend.
Kevin and I wanted to try a real Ethiopian
restaurant. Alex took us to a restaurant in a top-rated local hotel. The
attendant took us upstairs to a private area. The table and stools were made of
woven straw. The tabletop was circular and about four feet in diameter. The
edge of the tabletop curled up to make the whole table look like a huge dish.
Injera breads (a giant gray and slightly sour pancake) were piled on top of the
table in layers. All the dishes were poured on the bread in piles. Lamb, chicken,
vegetables, etc., plus bottles of local beer. You use your fingers to tear the
bread and wrap it around the meat and vegetables. Delicious.
Figure
9: A Rich Buffet in an Ethiopian Hotel
There was so much good food that we could
hardly finish. While Kevin and I were enjoying this adventure, Alex had a sad
face. He was mumbling, “I hate myself; I hate myself.”. Kevin and I asked him
out of curiosity, “Why?” The answer was, I had not had a decent meal for more
than a week, and yet I cannot eat any more of this good food in front of me.
The solution was simple; like all good Americans, we suggested the doggie bag.
Alex absolutely refused; it is improper according to local customs. Tons of food
were left in the basket.
3.2 End of Alex’s Services and Deals
Everybody had twenty fifty-dollar bills
exchanged by Alex during the many weeks of our stay in Addis. Kevin needed to
buy a nice gift for Jane, his lovely wife. A US$100 bill was handed over to
Alex for exchange. We waited by the mosque for his return. After about half an
hour, we gave up. What can you say? It is like blowing up a balloon; it is
going to explode at some point. The loss of $100 probably wiped out all the
gains from previous exchanges.
Weeks later, Kevin and I were in Addis again,
having dinner at our favorite Chinese restaurant. Kevin jumped up and yelled,
“Isn’t that Alex over there outside the restaurant?’. Sure enough, I saw him
too. Kevin ran out to catch him, and I followed, fearing that a fistfight might
break out.
Alex was cool; he said, “Please stay away from
me; I have been in jail and was beaten up because of my association with you
Americans!” He pulled up his sleeve and showed us the bruises he received from
being beaten by the jail police. On Black skin, it was difficult to see
anything. Kevin and I ended up giving him some more money anyway to compensate
for his suffering. For a long time, we wondered whether we had been double
suckered.
We all still have miscellaneous souvenirs and
nice things from Africa that Alex helped us buy. We will never know whether we
paid reasonable prices for these things. It really didn’t matter.
As I mentioned, as soon as we go past the
guarded perimeter of the hotel grounds, we will be surrounded by beggars. After
a few weeks, we got to know some of the beggars. These were mostly children and
young adults; some would be carrying a baby. The beggars also got to know us,
especially our colleague Abdul Hamid from Pakistan. I think it is because Abdul
is a well-recognized name in Ethiopia, and Abdul was always generous enough to
distribute some money to the beggars. We noticed that the same person may be
carrying a different baby each time. There was a lovely teenage girl by the
name of Tina who always got some special treatment from Abdul. Oneday, we
noticed that Tina was missing. We asked the kids about her; they told us that
Tina is sick and couldn’t come. Abdul asked if we could visit her to wish her
well, and they said, “Of course.”.
Figure
10: People and Kids by the Track Side
We were led on a walk to an area not that far
from the hotel. It is a compound with simple shacks. Tina was resting in bed,
not doing too badly. We were introduced to a man who was apparently some kind
of leader. He explained that he takes care of these abandoned children by
providing them shelter and food. They are taught how to beg effectively. In the
morning, each person gets an assigned location to conduct business. Some young
girls would be issued babies to carry to gain sympathy; it may not be the same
baby each day. He collects all the money earned by the workers (beggars). He,
in turn, provides them with shelter, food, and care. He did not mention profit.
In any case, I see the whole thing as a charity operation, even if he takes a
profit. It appears to be a good thing for the poor children; they all seem to
be happy and relatively healthy. I am sure they would be worse off without this
arrangement.
In India, I was told that children were kidnapped and had their limbs broken to become successful beggars to earn money for the organized begging industry. I don’t know how true that is, but I did see a disproportional number of deformed beggars lined up on both sides of the road at the entrance to the Taj Mahal.
[作者簡介]
Ta-Lun Yang
楊達倫
師大附中初中部 32班
師大附中高中部 40班
台灣大學土木系 1960年畢
UC Berkely PhD.
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