The Republic of the Sudan
February 12, 2020
I had planned a destination for today. I never arrive. Instead I make a series of unplanned stops along the Nile.
It’s a marvelous day.
Across the Nile into Omdurman, I spot a sign for a Fish Market. The traditional market is a noisy scene of blood and guts. Busy fish mongers butcher and clean, chop and slice, weigh and sell the daily catch. The diligent butchers barely acknowledge my presence. A few smile.