June 17th, 2008
I have arrived
Yes, I am in Khartoum, Sudan awaiting my travel permit to Darfur. While I’m here I’m doing some work in the Khartoum HQ for World Relief. But I’m getting ahead of myself. Everyone wants to know how my trip went. So here’s the gritty details (don’t worry it went well)
I got up at 3:00am Monday morning and hopped into my dad’s car at around 3:30 (thanks again dad, I hope you got some sleep when you got home). I arrived and went through security in plenty of time to have a nice breakfast and get some reading done.
My flight to NY was uneventful, long and uncomfortable, but what economy-class flight isn’t, eh? I discovered that in order to get to my next flight in NY I had to actually leave the airport, get on the “Sky Rail” and go through security all over again. Wee.
No problems getting to Amsterdam, but boy 7 hours is a long time to sit in a seat. Luckily I had an aisle this time and was able to get up regularly and walk around a bit. Amsterdam reminded me mostly of an Ikea, I’m not sure why, maybe the funky molded plastic chairs. Anyway, again through security and I was off to Khartoum. The only real issue I had was on arrival in Khartoum. No one told me I had to fill out a little form over on a side table in the corner, so I waited in the painfully long and slow-moving line just to be ask “Where’s your form?”.
So I went back, filled out the form and waited again in line (longer, and just as slow this time) to hear the dreaded words: “wrong form”. So after a breif search, I found the form I was supposed to fill out under (yes under) a stack of the wrong forms. By this time the lines were pretty short, so it didn’t take long, but still, argh.
I was met by a guy from WR and off we went “home”. WR has two appartments in a building a few blocks from the airport. One to live in that can house 4 or 5 people and another as offices. That’s where I am now.
As for jet lag, unless it’s going to hit later, I’m imune. I didn’t really sleep on the planes or in the airports, and I slept just fine last night in spite of the lumpy bed, hard pillows and air conditioner that has only two settings; ice-age, and off (in this position the 100 degree night floods in pretty quickly).
Well, there you go, I’ll have lots more in my next post, but I wanted you all to know that I was alive and kicking. Or at least alive and typing.