Blue skies and green hills filled the frame. I imagined Emperors and politicians looking out above the heads of the teeming city in all directions. Numerous parts of the Park are not yet completed, yet there’s much to explore. The smells of new plantings and fresh masonry blended into a pleasing, earthy melange. Workers outnumbered the few dozen of us visitors. The tours were conducted in Amharic, but all the signs are in both Amharic and English. As a museum-loving nerd who’s happy for hours spent reading and slow-walking through a new space, I found my bliss.
The transformative use of this space impressed me immensely. The historical material in the Throne House hits the mark best of all. Other parts vary in their thoughtfulness and appeal. Yet where else in Addis can you find inviting green space? I can see going back repeatedly to enjoy the layout, even if the historical material isn’t expanded upon. The zoo’s still under construction, as is an extensive enclosure for “Black Lions” - an important symbol of Ethiopia that (if still to be found…) will be an iconic branding opportunity for the Park. I’m increasingly uncomfortable with zoos after spending so much time over the last many years interviewing animal rights activists and researching the response to them worldwide. And then yesterday I spoke with an Ethiopian friend who told me stories of her father’s lifetime spent as a hunter and conservationist in Ethiopia (beginning with his grandfather’s land use and a chance meeting with Emperor Selassie when her father was a teenager). When I told her of plans for the Unity Park zoo, she seemed very uncomfortable with the idea of this tokenism for a nation that’s been criminally over-hunted and depleted of its wealth of species. In other words, stick with the history and stay away from the zoo. It may not be shameful, by design. But it may well be ignorant of the story that it misses the chance to tell. Wait and see, I suppose.
Whatever the past and present state of Unity Park, there’s an opportunity for everyone there to not just feel comfortable. There’s a platform for education and history close at hand. I plan to revisit this space, most likely the next time we have visitors come through Addis. No matter how you feel about the evolution of the cityscape, there’s space there to breathe. That’s no small feat in a place roiling with change. Ciao.