The inaugural story of the Out of Eden Walk was logged even before I took my first step out of Africa: On a hot, muzzy day in January 2013, I stood atop a large mound of goat dung in the village of Herto Bouri, in Ethiopia, and proceeded to snap a 360-degree panorama photo of the surrounding landscape, shoot a minute of video, tape a minute of ambient sound, and query the nearest human being—in this case, an ethnic Afar camel pastoralist named Idoli Mohamed—with three stock questions: Who are you? Where do you come from? Where are you going? (Idoli’s answer to the third question, back in those innocent times: “Maybe, after we become educated we can all go . . . Anyplace. All over the world. America.”)
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