a woman making her way

a woman making her way

Steaming river-side town on the banks of the Omo River, in the heartland of the Dasanech people.

termite hill

termite hill

Omorate is reached from Turmi, a couple of hours further down the road, through dense savannah land. Plenty of birds, here, and the occasional dikdik, but not much more, except for the ubiquitous termite hills. Everywhere, they reach for the sky, like chimneys, sometimes higher than the surrounding trees.

Omorate is a town you cannot miss, if only because it is at the end of the road, on the Omo River. The town itself is not much, despite its dual carriage way main street, but the reason to come to Omorate is to visit the Dasanech, another tribe of this region. To get there, one needs to cross the river, in a dug-out canoe, and scramble up the far bank.

Omorate courtyard

Omorate courtyard

canoes ready to take tourists across

canoes ready to take tourists across

Omorate duel carriage way leading to nowhere

Omorate duel carriage way leading to nowhere

but not only tourists make the crossing

but not only tourists make the crossing

laundry day

laundry day

cows enjoying the river

cows enjoying the river

Life along the river is lively; we are not the only ones using a canoe. The muddy waters are good enough for washing, of cloth and people, and equally good enough for cattle to come and drink and to take a bath.

The Dasanech are subject to a separate entry.

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