Wednesday, September 10, 2014

The Sudan - Land of the Broken Chair


I seem to have done a pretty quick transit of Sudan. I find myself up here at the far Northern border with Egypt and Ive only been in the country about a week… But I was never intending to be here long really. There isn’t that much for the tourist to do. There are maybe four or five sites with ancient ruins though on a much smaller scale than in neighbouring Egypt, there are the quite modern cities of Khartoum and Port Sudan, and that’s really about it (and of course the southern and Western regions of the country are pretty much off-limits to tourists because of violence/political unrest)… of course there are lots of cultural and social aspects to any country but I cant really get too involved in or gain too much understanding of them since I cant speak or read any Arabic… So it’s a bit limited.

But while I was here I did find that the Sudanese are very friendly people and they are very polite and always invite you to eat or have a coffee or tea with them etc… Truly very nice. For the tourist though, there are quite a few “hoops to jump through”… First in order to get a visa to come here you need a letter of invitation from someone in Sudan (I got a hotel to supply me this in return for staying at the hotel for a couple of nights). Then, once you arrive in the country you need to promptly go and “register” as an alien with the tourism department. And then if you want to go and travel pretty much anywhere you need to get a travel permit (from a completely different government department) and of course permission to use a camera (which is the same department as the travel permit). And then if you want to stay in many of the hotels in small towns you need to get signed permission from the local “security office” as well, and lastly (well as far as I know anyway), there are dozens of road blocks along all the main roads and at all the significant towns where you are required to stop and show your passport and travel permission paper and leave multiple photocopies for …well for whatever it is they do with such things???

So, it seems a little “schizoid”… The government is clearly worried about insurgency and disruptive elements (and they have some good reason for that with the South Sudan rebels and Darfur, and Eretria etc) while the population in general are extremely friendly and welcoming.

Other things Ive noticed here are that all the little tooktooks are two-strokes while everywhere else Ive been has had the more modern four-stroke version… It serves as a very clear reminder to me of why I hate two-stroke engines… noisy and smelly and polluting… just horrid little things!

And “Fat is Back” which is to say that I got quite used to seeing very few over-weight people in most of the other countries Ive been in and particularly in Ethiopia. But here in Sudan there is a definite tendency for people to get fat… Id guess that 75% of the older men that I see are over-weight and 90% of the older women… Not sure why its so, Just saying it as I see it J

Sudan also seems to have a very strong “water culture”… Everywhere you go there are little shaded stalls under which are mounted up off the ground, groups of large earthen “flasks”. And the flasks are full of water which is available for anyone to drink at any time… It makes sense for a country with such serious levels of sunshine J The nice thing about the earthen flasks is that they are slightly porous and so the water slowly oozes through their walls and evaporates from the outside which has the effect of cooling the rest of the water (The flasks are mounted up in the air to facilitate the airflow for the cooling)…I think it’s a really nice aspect of the social culture and ione that the people here should be proud of…I wonder if its just here in Sudan or in other countries up here in the Sahara as well?

 

And they certainly do have lots of sun here… Magnificently excessive and blinding burning beating sun! The South of the country had quite a bit of cropping and its toward the end of rainy season at the moment so everything down there was green. But once you get north of Khartoum you enter the real desert. The Southern edge of the great continent spanning Sahara… And by the time you are in the Northern areas there isn’t even any grazing going on… Its just a sun-blasted rock-scape. Even the mighty Nile river which was raging through the North of Uganda and Ethiopia seems to be subdued by the intensity of the sun here. It’s a good sized river but it seems to “skulk” and huddle down as it makes its way as quickly and unobtrusively North through the Sudan desert… Its heavily laden with brown silt at the moment which seems to act as “camouflage” as the river makes its “run for the border”. Rather than taking the big highway direct from Khartoum to the main crossing point with Egypt, I detoured over to the West and followed a smaller highway along the side of the river… But it’s the desert that dominates here, not the river! The river water seems only able to have any effect for about 50m from the river bank where there are lots and lots of date palms all along the banks. Then there is a band of human habitation for another 50m or so with all the adobe box houses with their mud brick walled compounds, and then it’s the starkest and harshest of desert for as far as the eye can see in every direction. Oh and there is the wind… A searing hot (40degC plus) wind that blows most of the time at just under gale force… It seemed to be in a different direction every day while I rode and I think it was a bit cooler when it came from the South (off the Ethiopian highlands) but when it came from the North or West it was scorchingly hot and dry! That’s why all the buildings have yards with high mud brick walls; its to provide protection from the winds! But back to the sun, as my thoughts are constantly drawn, away from whatever mundane task Im doing … like driving, or walking, or breathing… ever back to that ball of fire hanging in the sky!) You know, the sun is so hot here that it has pretty much broken every single chair in the country!... Im not kidding either; since I arrived I don’t think Ive had a fully functional chair to sit in at all. They all have broken strapping or cracked plastic or bent legs and torn fabric… Its like they have been singled out for special abuse here (with beds ads a close second). The sun hasn’t done the damage directly of course, but the sun is the cause of it never the less. The heat is so pervasive that people seem to spend inordinately large amounts of time sitting (no doubt this goes a long way to explaining the resurgent obesity I see), and so chairs are heavily used. And when people sit down here it is often heavily and suddenly and that takes its toll on the chairs too.

 










 









 
 
 
 
But Im here in Wadi Halfa now awaiting the ferry to go across the border to Egypt… I wonder if things will be the same there?