Wadi Halfa

Which road now?

Although we were close to the main road we heard no cars or buses at all. We left early. The first bit was washboard so we made slow progress, and we saw hardly any villages. Again alone on the planet… No, suddenly we were among lots of trucks again in road constructions. And so we reached Wadi Halfa on a tarmac road. It was completely different than Helma expected. Old Wadi Halfa has disappeared under the water of Lake Nasser. The new Wadi Halfa has big spaces between houses so the wind can cool you down. We met our contact person Maghdi. As the hotel was not very impressive he invited us in his house with his family. That was wonderful. Everyone was very kind. We slept outside with the family and it even was chilly around 5 o’clock in the morning. And now we had to wait until Wednesday while Maghdi did all the paperwork to get our car on the ferry for us.
We spent a very relaxing day at Maghdi’s place. We did homework. In the afternoon William and Christine, our English friends, also showed up to stay the last day in this house as well. We saw the train from Khartoum coming, loaded with people who would also join us on the ferry. It was a good thing we were advised to book a cabin.
No football again. We could have gone to another place but again it was at 9.45 and by then we were all already asleep.