 We visited Djibouti right in the middle of the Ramadan period. Apart from having to do more of an effort to find food, and finding people often tired and shops closed, we were not directly affected by it. This would change on our way to Tadjoura. After a drive with great views over the Bay of Ghoubbet and through the volcanic landscape around Ardoukoba Volcano, the minivan climbed up the empty road. Almost all other passengers asleep, it seemed we were well on our way to Tadjoura. Suddenly, on a straight stretch of road, the driver completely lost control of the minivan and we hit the shoulder of the road. Hitting big rocks that rocked the minivan, the driver woke up and finally managed to steer us back to the asphalt. He had simply fallen asleep, exhausted by sleeping very little during the night and not eating during the day. It was much later when we finallly arrived and installed ourselves in one of the few hotels, just outside town and right on the shore.
 The next day, I went to town in the afternoon for a walk. Tadjoura, although tiny, is one of the oldest towns on the East African coast, dating from at least the 12th century. For a long time, it was the seat of the Afar Sultanate, and still now it is governed by a sultan. Obviously, the strategic position of this northeastern tip of Africa was also important back then, and Tadjoura was the port from where goods were transported
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