A back street in Mahweet. The rubbish and plastic that lined every street in every town got a bit depressing after a while.
Local boys in Mahweet. The jambia is almost bigger than he is......
Two local boys in Mahweet. The man size jambia was the boy's pride and joy.
The souq area (but nothing's happening) in Mahweet.
Plastic bags are the curse of humanity. Everywhere in Yemen an avalanche of rubbish and plastic bags seems to be swallowing up the countryside.
Mahweet through the fog
Mahweet once the fog had rolled further down the mountain side.
Inside a tiny factory where the window tracery ("takhrim") for stained glass windows is made. Template patterns are copied onto slabs of wet gypsum plaster then the inner pieces are cut out, leaving spaces for the coloured glass to be inserted later.
The horse is the symbol of the political party of the President of Yemeni, we saw it on buildings, hillsides and walls everywhere we went. The symbol of the opposition parties is the sun.
A disagreement at a river crossing in Wadi Hadramawt.
Ready to scramble onto the ute for the crossing.
In the foreground is a local boy who seemed to end up in every photo I took. A LandCruiser ute crossing the river in the background.
If you can't get 15 people into the back of a LandCruiser ute then you just aren't trying.
Three of the local kids, they live a hard life down there.
Local kids and donkey.
Fill 'er up.........
With Ali at the seafood restaurant in Hodaidah. Note the newspaper 'tablecloth'. This was the best seafood meal I've ever had in my life. The full story is at http://carolynn-dubailife.blogspot.com/2007/12/sana-yemen-day-2-and-day-3.html
Fruit stalls in the souq area of Hodaida.
Ali, our guide, driver and on occasions, armed guard.