When we reached the village it was already
the heat of the day, so we had a rest.
The village is built of mud and looks extremely basic. There are no obvious shops or stalls, just
high mud walls with gates. However, when
we went into the house, this turned out to be deceptive. The interior is clean and very comfortable
with more than one courtyard and several rooms containing many beds (Jennifer
counted 25) which are also used as seats or sofas. There is running water which is used to fill
several barrels. There is electricity
and gas. Since 2009 the village has had satellite
TV. The women of the family are both
teachers and speak some English.
Education in Sudan is compulsory and free.
After our rest, we went to see the pyramids.
We were the only tourists. There were
several small stalls selling souvenirs.
There were also several camels with drivers very keen to attract
customers. I had a camel ride for the
equivalent of £1 UK money. The pyramids
belonged to the Meroite kings and queens. They are different in several ways from the
Egyptian pyramids. The pyramids are
solid, with the tombs build underneath.
Most also have a small temple at the front, facing east. They are smaller and have a much sharper
slope. The gods worshiped and the
artwork, are completely Egyptian though.
Unfortunately they are in a ruinous state due to the appalling behaviour
of a 19th century Italian treasure seeker called Ferlini, who
dismantled many of them from the top in his search for gold. He also took carved reliefs and the small amount
of treasure he found back to Europe.
After seeing the pyramids, we drove back to the village. Due to the Nile flooding we were unable to
visit the royal city of Meroe. Instead
we saw some very happy small boys swimming in the flooded area. Afterwards we saw a local ceremony in which
young men wearing traditional white robes have to leap up and down competitively.
The whole village was watching, with men on one side and women on the
other. Jennifer and I caused quite a
stir among the small girls who all came to have their photos taken and ask our
names.
Then we went back to the house and sat talking. Jennifer and I were asked if we would like to
have our hands and feet hennaed. This is
traditionally done for weddings. We both
agreed. Jennifer also had her hair
hennaed. It was a very lengthy process
which took up the rest of the evening, using the family’s own henna which grows
in the courtyard. The whole family were
delighted. One of the young men sang a
special ‘henna’ song while I was done.
Afterwards we had a very late supper of bean stew, tammaya, pancakes and
bread before going to bed. Jennifer and
Martin had a room to themselves as they are a married couple. The rest of us had to go in different
directions as men sleep in one half of the building, and women in the
other. I slept with the women in the
courtyard and had my best night’s sleep so far, due to the gentle breeze. In the morning we returned to Khartoum. The trip made a very nice break from
Khartoum. It was lovely to see a slice
of real Sudanese life.
You missed out the part where I dropped my camera down the loo and some very friendly Sudanese guides work day and night with all kinds of implements to retrieve it for me!
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