Why is it not until I travel to one of the most remote locations on earth to photograph one of the most visually striking tribal groups on the planet, that the gods decide to cook and crash my laptop computer!!!!!
And this as I was looking to back-up the images I’d just captured of the Mursi tribe which included the women you’ve probably seen in National Geographic Magazine who insert massive clay discs into their lips to promote their beauty).
Arrrrghhhhhhhhh.
Surely, the gods must be tiring of such entertainment.
But, no.
I’m now back in my hotel room in Addis Ababa punching this entry into a laptop computer which has been lent to me so I can process the images to meet our publication deadline).
Again, arrrrgghhhhhh.
Still, it could have been worse I reason (indeed, I could have followed my initial impulse and wandered off into the desert never to be seen again). Thankfully, I’d backed up the images I’d shot over the previous two weeks in the north of the country on a separate hard drive and my camera discs had about 100 gigabytes of storage space so I was able to keep shooting – albeit cautiously.
I’ll look to post a collection of images from the shoot when I return to Australia in a few days time (this assumes my plane doesn’t plunge from the air or that famine, flood and pestilence doesn’t greet me on my return, he says).
