Bus Stop and Bathroom Wall Wanderings

Predawn, yesterday. Watching from my hotel third floor perch before dawn yesterday, people filed into the open-air bus station in Debra Markos on Highway 3 towards Addis Ababa. They seemed like busy ants carrying packages heading for some predetermined destination. Many were on the main road. Some made a perpendicular line through the station gate. Occasionally, two would stop to exchange a greeting or message.

This morning, Ras Amba Hotel bathroom, Addis Ababa, ants marched in squiggly lines on the blue tiled bathroom wall. Their main highway was the corner. Some made a perpendicular line towards the sink. Marching in opposite directions, they would touch each other while passing as if giving a greeting or message. At one point, one ant marching away from the sink touched one marching towards it. Just after the touch, the one going towards the sink did a U-turn. Entomologists tell us ants have limited cognitive capabilities. It’s strictly pheromones. The pheromone force.

Chance encounter with boy in Simen Mountains. He wanted to sell me his hat. I took the hat, put it on his head and snapped the picture. We joked with each other afterward.?Village in the Simen Mountains. The landscape didn't impress me as much as the people who live hanging on the vertical mountain walls.?In mankind’s inexorable wanderings, do we operate on a pheromone force? Are we more intelligent than the evolutionary process that created us?


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