Friday, March 11, 2011

Up a Creek Without a Paddle

There have been some security concerns recently in the "volatile" town of Malakal, where we have several large problems.  It was mostly related to some army stuff, namely a mutiny by some South Sudanese soldiers in the integrated army as well as a clash with a rebel leader.


Malakal is not the most charming place I've ever been.  In fact, it makes Juba look like one of the lovelier places on Earth.  The power of relative comparisons.  Malakal is boiling hot (110 F).  It's insanely dusty.  It was neither foggy nor dusk in this picture.  Just dusty.


And honestly, it's just one big mess.




Anyway, Malakal.  Not so awesome.  Until....IT TURNED OUT WE GOT TO TAKE A BOAT DOWN THE NILE TO SEE SOME CLINICS AND I SAW A BABY CROCODILE!!!!


Unfortunately, there is no picture of the baby crocodile.  This is one of the great sorrows of my life to date.

There are, however, many pictures of the rest of the day.  These are the clinics, all in small villages along the east bank of the Nile.


The excitement of RIDING IN A BOAT!  ON THE NILE!





Some good things:


Went back to Juba.  There was a dog asleep in the shade underneath a helicopter on the landing strip on the way home.


The end.

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