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Community Economic Development


                                                                          ‘ubuntu’  - 'I Am Because We Are'


                 As a result, the main sizeable businesses in Aksum are hotels. There are not so many
            of them and they tend more to be low or medium rise with only a small amount of rooms.

            But they provide some of the few regular wage jobs available other than 'public sector'

            ones.
                 Four years ago, when I was last there, something like 6 of the 10 main hotels had

            owners who lived several hundred miles away in Addis Ababa. Local people would refer to
            them as running an 'import/export' business in Addis. Having acquired ownership, the hotel

            owners saw their financial focus as being in another business in another place. The Aksum

            hotel was just a means of securing a regular revenue. In effect, an ATM for cash flow. Not a
            place that you would invest in.

                 Why invest? What extra income would you get?

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            The UK Government Minister and his 'minder'
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            Just my luck. I haven't met another m'zuŋ u / faranj in weeks. Then one day when I walk
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            onto the terrace of the one hotel which overlooks the m'zuŋ u / faranj I see two more
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            m'zuŋ u / faranj.
                 I need to collect a chair so that I can sit at the outermost edge of the hotel’s terrace.
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            And all the chairs are stacked against the restaurant wall. Exactly where the two m'zuŋ u /
            faranj are sitting.

                 The older of the two looks like something out of a Donald McGill      481  seaside postcard

            from the 1950s. His head is covered by what might well be a knotted handkerchief. His
            face smothered in suntan cream.

                 As I reach for one of the chairs, I say hello. Then, as people do at chance meetings in
            far-off lands, we had some of those polite exchanges. Soon it became the older man was a

            relatively newly appointed UK Government Minister. Amongst other things, he had just been

            to see a UK Aid funded road.
                 It was easy to like the minister. Less so his 'minder'. More of that in a minute.

            The minister was what you would hope for. Interested in what he was involved in. Keen to

            make a difference. Questioning about what he was seeing.
                 He shared with me his reservations about the UK Aid funded road. I referred him to the

            holistic approach to roads in Rwanda, which are also a way of creating local jobs and

            income and also stimulating inter-village trade. And I much appreciated the minister's
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