Turquoise seems to be a favorite color in Ethiopia, at least for house choice. But even though our morning view was of the rather gloomish looking police station, the hospitality of the local guys more than colored our brief stay in Turmi.
Gadi, the policeman who offered us to camp for the night at the station, was one of the first to stop by our “home on wheels” in the morning to check on our well-being. He informed us that we lucked to come on the market day, a day generally once or twice a week in major Omo Valley towns that brought local tribes to sell their goods. Some tribes would travel for up to two days each way to make it to the market. Considering that different towns had different weekdays designated for their own events, and the schedule seemed to be iffy for the other places to be passed, we sure weren’t going to miss out on what was described as a colorful event.






