The Destination
Where the Continent Is Coming Apart at the Seams
Djibouti sits on the Afar Triple Junction, one of the only places on Earth where three tectonic plates pull away from one another on dry land. The result is a country that looks borrowed from somewhere younger and stranger than this planet: salt lakes below sea level, black lava fields running to turquoise water, steam hissing from limestone towers, and a rift valley that is (measurably, every year) becoming a new ocean.
The sea here is as strange and generous as the land. Every winter, plankton blooms in the Gulf of Tadjoura pull juvenile whale sharks close against the shore, one of the most reliable places anywhere to swim beside the largest fish in the sea, without the flotillas that crowd better-known sites. An hour inland, Lake Assal lies 155 metres below sea level, the lowest point in Africa, ten times saltier than the ocean and rimmed with a blinding white salt beach where floating is not a choice.
This expedition compresses the essential Djibouti into four days: the whale-shark waters of the gulf, the salt and lava country of Assal and the Devil's Cauldron, and (the crescendo) a night in a traditional Afar camp at Lake Abbe, where hundreds of limestone chimneys smoke against the sunrise and flamingos wade the shallows of a lake at the end of the world. Comfortable harbour-front nights bracket one wild one; the contrast is the point.
"Three plates, one country. Djibouti is the sound of a continent letting go, and the strangest, most beautiful tear on Earth."