the Mursi - lip plates, blood and scars
I've long dreamed of seeing the Mursi tribe of Ethiopia's Omo Valley, although have been warned that it has become a human zoo, with any visitors surrounded by lip plate-wearing women demanding money for photos. But I still wanted to go - wanted to see these women with my own eyes - to see a tradition that will surely disappear before long. As I made the long journey down to the Omo Valley, with a tour organised by a Spanish company (Last Places) that like to go a little deeper into the cultures of the tribes they visit, it was clear that only a limited number of people would make such a journey. Whilst only some 500km from the capital, I believe, it is a journey of two long days' driving, much of it unsurfaced dirt tracks, all of it slowed considerably by the flocks of cows and goats being herded along those roads, the donkey carts, and indeed the random goats who have just decided that the road is a comfortable place to take a rest and who are not going to move just bec...