A Night on the Nile
An afternoon spent cooking, an evening spent chugging up the Nile, Khartoum on one side, Bahri the other. We talked, we sang, we ate, we drank (Coke).
In the heat of a Khartoum night, the slightest breeze can instigate a feeling of euphoria.
And to hell with the mosquitos. I will always have Larium.