we arrived wednesday afternoon after the one and half hour flight from khartoum on sun air. as in most cased when i've arrived, it suddenly feels like it's saturday as everything operates at a slow laid back pace. the heat allows one to go slow and unassuming. the heat radiated from the black tarmac as we walked from the plane to a waiting bus. the tarmac is lined with a few UN planes and helicopters, a large cargo plane is being loaded with arms, our luggage is loaded onto a cart and trucked to the terminal. once again, out of the blue i'm approached by two men who ask for copies of my travel permit...i never leave without several copies. we finally pile into our small car and drive off towards our accommodation.
fasher has been around for centuries, a hub for trade routes across the Sahara and surprisingly a place that produces a significant quantity of crops. a green house was going up in one of the fields we drove past.
a lot of time on this trip was spent drinking tea or coffee, as is customary for the host when visiting, even in an office or work atmosphere. i also had some real good sudanese food, grill meat, sorghum mash with meat stew, egg plant, goat feta cheese, fuol (bean mash which is probably the most common) - all of this is finger food eaten with flat bread that essentially acts as the fork/spoon.
the nights in fasher cool down significantly, a very pleasant change from khartoum.Having coffee break during the afternoon.
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