For more photos from Addis, Harar, and my journey on to Somaliland and Mogadishu, visit www.jameshopkirk.com. 

Addis Ababa on an overcast afternoon, seen from the Bahir Dar Road. 

Our hitchhiker Ashabi, with a captive gelada baboon in Kete, on the road to Durba, just north of Addis Ababa. 

Cheeky kids by the roadside, on the drive from Addis to Harar. 

Old Town, Harar - the fourth holiest city of Islam. Harar’s ancient, walled Old Town dates back to the 10th century and contains an estimated 80-90 mosques in just 60 hectares. 

Spice vendor, Harar market. 

Best friends, lunchbreak, Harar. 

Kid, Old Town, Harar. 

Street football, Harar, dusk. 

Dusk, Harar.

The famous Hyena Man of Harar has built enough trust with the local population of spotted hyenas that toursits are able to feed them by hand - and mouth. Yes, this is a very touristy experience, but it’s a great one - and as far as I could tell, it doesn’t harm anyone or anything: the hyenas live in the wild but are habituated; they don’t attack people and people don’t attack them; the hyenas get fed; the Hyena Man makes a living; the tourists get up close and personal with a large predator and walk away with a great new Facebook profile photo. What’s not to like?  

The mutual respect between man and hyena in Harar does not extend as far as the city’s canine population, who regularly scrap with these large, powerful predators - and the hyenas often come off the worse for wear. 

Mindelo, the capital of Sao Vicente in Cape Verde, at dusk. 

Taxi driver at dusk, Mindelo, Sao Vicente. 

Market trader with her baby, dusk, Mindelo street market.