【Adventures in Ethiopia and Djibouti】-上集 楊達倫
1.Adventures
in Ethiopia and Djibouti
I call
this experience an adventure because it was more foreign than any other
international project that I was engaged in. Both the project and the two
African countries involved were very unusual. This project was concerned with
an evaluation the conditions of these two countries’ railway technology. But the people and culture as well as
political environment added a deep and unforgetable page to my memory.
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 (D-E) Railway (the only railway in the area). A sizable project team was formed that consisted of several companies to provide specialists in different disciplines. We were dealing with an old railway that was completed over many years during the early 19th century by several European countries. Geopolitically, 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 Ababa sits on a high plateau at 7,726 ft in Africa. 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
Final
report from the project was to be used to support the application for an
international loan to fund the desperately needed repair and upgrade of their
railway. Six colleagues from ENSCO, all engineers, 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. Each week, a work plan was
developed, each project team member was assigned a specific task to work on. We
worked separately and often at different locations. 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 away from the hotel to explore
the city and interesting sites nearby. We always went out as a group 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”. They were
not begging for food; money was what they wanted. 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. 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
major famine in the country. The socialist/communist government in power at the
time was antagonistic towards the West, especially the United States. Our project
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 requested and they agreed to immediately removed the posters. 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. I have done the best I can to describe the unusual and
vivid experiences from my recollection.
Figure
2: Old Coach Fitted with ENSCO’s Track Inspection Equipment
Figure
3: ENSCO Portable Track Inspection System
Figure
4: Typical Passenger Train at a Station Stop
Figure 5: Ta-Lun Inspecting Repairs on War Damaged Bridge
In this article, the names of all people mentioned (except for myself) have been changed to protect their privacy.
Figure
6: Kevin, Rick and Ta-Lun Waiting for the Test Train
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.
Furthermore, for spending time in Africa and working on the project, experienced international consultants on the team provided us with valuable suggestions and what to bring. One unexpected item is toilet paper, which we were so pleased to have brought with us. Two early-day portable computers were purchased for writing reports. These were small suitcase sized 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.
As part of my survival kit, I bought a battery-operated “Boom Box” that had a radio and could 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 more enjoyable and stayed informed.
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 barricades with armed security guarding the entrance. A
hotel guest inside the barrier would not be bothered by anyone. Outside the
barricades, hundreds of local hustlers were waiting to accost deep-pocketed
foreigners venturing beyond the protected zone.
Alex
was one of the hustlers that we talked to. He is an Ethiopian who knew Addis
Ababa (Addis for short) well and spoke 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).
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.
Ken and I wanted to try a real Ethiopian restaurant. Alex took us to a restaurant in a top-rate 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. We used 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 Ken and I were enjoying this adventure, Alex had a sad face. He was mumbling, “I hate myself; I hate myself.”. Ken 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; we suggested the doggie bag as we usually do in the United States. But Alex absolutely refused; it is improper according to local customs. It seemed proper manners was more important than bringing food back to his family. 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 first few weeks. Then one day Ken needed to
buy a nice gift for his wife. He handed a US$100 bill to Alex for exchange. We
waited by the mosque for his return. After about half an hour, we gave up. The
loss of $100 probably wiped out all the gains from previous exchanges. Since
that event we had not seen Alex for a while.
The rail project needed our frequent air travel between Adis and Djibouti. Once, after Ken and I returned from Djibouti, we went to dinner at our favorite Chinese restaurant. Ken jumped up and yelled, “Isn’t that Alex over there outside the restaurant?”. Sure enough, I saw him too. Ken 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. Although it was difficult to see any bruise, Ken and I ended up giving him more money to compensate for his suffering. We wondered whether we had been double suckered. Nevertheless, we all still had interesting souvenirs and nice things from Africa that Alex helped us buy.
As mentioned
earlier, as soon as we go past the guarded perimeter of the hotel grounds, we were
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. We
noticed that the same person may be carrying a different baby each time. Our colleague Abdul was always generous. He
would distribute some money to the beggars. There was a nice teenage girl by
the name of Tina who always got some special treatment from Abdul. One day, 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 too 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 given 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. It appears to be a good thing for poor children; they all seem to be happy and relatively healthy.
[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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