Sunday, June 8, 2008

Too much time on our hands...







Hello everybody

I thought I'd send along a few pictures of life in Sudan for your amusement. The first is us drowning our sorrows in the Canadian Embassy pool last week. The second one is Rory and his latest blowup doll. Actually, that is Australia House's mascot, which we are now in possession of. There was another Happy Hour at Canada House on Thursday night. The Canadian Forces guys had abducted the Australians blow-up kangaroo (don’t ask) from Australia House at the birthday party last week and hung it from a chandelier in the front foyer here (one of the CF guys sang "Skippy the Bush Kangaroo" in French when the Australians arrived); of course you know, this means war! The Australians are plotting revenge even as we speak (or read and write, whatever!)

The third one is a pciture of the Haboob (dust storm) that blew in a couple of nights ago.
The last one is our "ceremonial" passing of contingency command from Chris Beamish to myself. The stick is for beating the other guys with when they won't get out of bed in the morning. Actually, its to beat off the women who are attracted to the power of the position. I know, I know, that was sexist, okay its to beat off the men and women who are attracted to the power of the position. Double actually, its to kill the cricket that was in our bedroom last night chirping up a storm. We thought our air condtioning was conking out (everything sounds like our air conditioning conking out).

We're still sitting in Khartoum, still waiting for our luggage, still waiting to go to Juba. The power went out four or five times last night, once for a half hour to 45 minutes. It got pretty warm pretty fast I'll tell you.

Wayne

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