The story started when I traveled to the remote areas of Ethiopia in search of a few small unofficial refugee camps I had located on Google Earth.  After days hard travel, I found the camps but was unable to get permission to go inside. After repeated failures, I headed back toward the capital.  


That is when fate stepped in.  


The beer truck I hitched a ride in broke down late at night… right outside of Ada Harish… an Eritrean Refugee camp.  In what may be the only hotel in town, I was greeted in English by a young man named Gabi. He soon invited me to have a beer as he and his friends celebrated an unusual union – the wedding of a young Ethiopian man and a young Eritrean refugee.  After the celebration, Gabi made a fateful decision. He offered to take me into his refugee camp.