Well, it was goodbye to Khartoum (and, for some stupid reason, Joy's famous painting of the final moments of General Gordon keeps coming back in to my mind), as we head southeast. To be honest, although we all found the Sudanese people unfailingly polite and friendly, it is not a country to which any of us would wish to return - and that is apart from the heat! - so we are looking forward to the border tomorrow.
The houses were of the usual mud brick, and the land starts off lifeless and very uninteresting, with dry brown/grey fields as far as you can see but eventually these change to golden fields for harvest, with a good number of herds of livestock (cattle and goats - or are they sheep?) and of course the seemingly ever present donkey. Then the houses start to change to (at least to me) "traditional" circular ones, and we were into dense scrub and low trees on each side, with green fields beyond to the horizon. The sky was rather overcast so not as hot as all the previous days but we still needed the usual cold drink so stopped at at a "local" establishment. I can assure you that we drank from sealed bottles only! On quite a number of occasions, we had to slow down to pass herds of livestock.
We arrived in town just as the sun was setting and perhaps a good thing - a lot more life than Wadi Halfa but not the kind of place where I would wish to spend any more time than necessary. Still, the best shower I have had (and did I need it!). Interestingly, by far the best building in the town is the mosque - apart of course from the banks.
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