|This supermarket had brands I couldn't identify with.|
I arrived at the airport bracing myself to do a little 'duck and cover' from flying bullets and launched rockets, sneak into someone's armored car and be whisked away to safety. The experience was so much different from my expectations. Instead of getting into an armored high-speed chase, I was welcomed by the smiling face of a local contact who ushered me through immigration, translating for me at every turn and helping me to get my buggage cleared.
After clearing immigration, I was taken to a waiting 4x4 and onwards to my accommodation. Talk about lasting first impressions huh! I immediately noticed that South Sudan is a country on a great development path if not for the disruptive effects of war/conflict. There were new buildings coming up everywhere, and the main street (Kololo Road) was being worked on to resurface what had been destroyed.
|A view from the Base Nyama choma!|
A lot of construction going on
I came back having experienced a lot of warmth from the South Sudanese people. They were very accommodating to me and I am sure I have come back with friendships to last a lifetime. I was introduced to their local cuisine at Mama Asha's (or Troika as the gentlemen I hang out with call it). I ate a lot of Kisra when I could because it was the closest equivalent to Nshima. Well, there was ugali too but it didn't taste so right the first time like Kisra did. I discovered that it would be easy to be vegetarian in South Sudan with all the "green" people ordered during lunch. They only had one piece of meat in a serving of vegetables.
|Best source for goat stew. Eaten with chapati instead of Kisra.|
I even got a haircut from one of the Kenyan barbershops. The barber was Nigerian and he gave me the best haircut since the Phiri Boys' haircuts in Kafue many moons ago. And he was on demand, with a number of patrons coming in to ask for him by name. And asking for the same hair cut (because their ladies [girlfriends and wives] loved it) as the last time.
|Kalast? Ring a bell anyone?|
|From the stories I heard during lunch, this Dr. didn't do his|
market research fairly well. Especially for bullet number 1.
I managed to pick up a few words for greeting in the morning and in the evening. And I hope to use those some day when I meet someone from South Sudan. A few of the photos that were not too risky to take are shared here. I wish all the people of South Sudan peace and prosperity. This young country can accomplish so much.
|I only got to see the Nile from the plane.|
Didn't get a chance to go out to it.