Khartoum, Sudan
July 13, 2009.
Here I am at Soba! Day full of adventure and sense of things happened.
Meanwhile, the idea of \u200b\u200bstarting tonight kept me awake as I
always happens, whatever nonsense it is. I managed to forget
few things: the magnetic board (which I hope will jump out
brought by logistics) and the swimsuit boxer
I needed to run, use shorts. Or I find a similar race or amen, the more
that today is a terrible hot and humid. Starting the morning at 7 from a quake like bringing home
behind the pack with the PC on and two sacks of stuff
loads of shoes and shirts is not something to
all day, and in fact there were those who made photographs of the most desperate cases,
my type. If nothing else, I finally made up his mind to purchase
more wrong done to the Sudan, a baseball cap hateful
all'areoporto bought for fear of the sun, never, never, brought.
The ambulance, between my property and that of Antony, he looked like a wagon
Sudanese transport and laughed like crazy.
recovered a minimum proficiency in Mayo runs to attack the PC and then
breath. I did surgery, very intense day and full
of complex cases, though not difficult: I finished the one with the
eyes out, just in time for a couple of emergencies and then for
school children. In the middle of the midwife, who sent us to do the exams
many more pregnant women than the preset limit,
and I had asked to discuss. I told her politely that
not dare to send more women than the preset limit, because
I will have to send them back: and then I attributed the misunderstanding
to my poor English (much better than his). It 's over to tarallucci and wine. I
during the day for those poor bastards who were the logistics
moving around, adjusting, adjusting, and the myriad of things you do during
removals, and have not had the heart to call them: then to the three
I phoned. He said Mark, the logistics of Venice, with a voice
exhausted but still human: I stated that if possible
we needed someone who was there to take. So it
round about five and a half we were the new houses.
A dream.
We move from the place of the door and enters a first court, more
large, which has only one open side of the Nile:
here before, nature is still wild, because during the floods, the great river flows around the hospital
, Inside the court is covered with grass (
nascent state), driveways and huge mangoes: he had seen long Gino Strada
qando talked about in Perugia as a wonderful place. Angle on the Nile
common rooms and cafeteria, with windows overlooking the river and
chance to stand up to eat a small terrace from which you
ranges all around. All simple, in the style of the hospital,
cane and lime, but beautiful. Even the mouse that I found myself in front of
refectory was cute: I made a gesture and
jumped at once, from the exit into the country. Guido said that
should bring a little cat.
My room is tiny but very well designed, comfortable, much more than the
large rooms and a little lonely in Riyadh: a large double bed
comfortable, with a wooden top mattress, a real deliverance
than the killer that I left in the city, a
large table on which to work. I put the computer that, ironically, I
mechanically off in a moment of distraction going away
during the day for those poor bastards who were the logistics
moving around, adjusting, adjusting, and the myriad of things you do during
removals, and have not had the heart to call them: then to the three
I phoned. He said Mark, the logistics of Venice, with a voice
exhausted but still human: I stated that if possible
we needed someone who was there to take. So it
round about five and a half we were the new houses.
A dream.
We move from the place of the door and enters a first court, more
large, which has only one open side of the Nile:
here before, nature is still wild, because during the floods, the great river flows around the hospital
, Inside the court is covered with grass (
nascent state), driveways and huge mangoes: he had seen long Gino Strada
qando talked about in Perugia as a wonderful place. Angle on the Nile
common rooms and cafeteria, with windows overlooking the river and
chance to stand up to eat a small terrace from which you
ranges all around. All simple, in the style of the hospital,
cane and lime, but beautiful. Even the mouse that I found myself in front of
refectory was cute: I made a gesture and
jumped at once, from the exit into the country. Guido said that
should bring a little cat.
My room is tiny but very well designed, comfortable, much more than the
large rooms and a little lonely in Riyadh: a large double bed
comfortable, with a wooden top mattress, a real deliverance
than the killer that I left in the city, a
large table on which to work. I put the computer that, ironically, I
mechanically off in a moment of distraction going away
from Mayo, after all the effort made to keep it on: all
unnecessary work. Thank God it's distributed to the first, good sign (not
who is willing to repeat the eperienza). Small flaw:
internet still does not go here before I go to bed andatre to the hospital and
I connect from there will be fifty meters on foot.
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I return to writing after dinner there was a hot muggy
deadly in the garden, but despite all walking towards the Nile and go walking beneath
eat mangoes
watching the river is tremendously relaxing. I would have been happy to eat out but we got to stay together despite all
that the packers should be: dinner
cheerful, even with Parmesan cheese and salami Antonella 3, said Antonella
Sobanella to distinguish it from the pharmacist ("The Queen") and
Mayonella (Antonella working with me to Mayo).
cheerful despite the sauna We had to stay in the room out of pique at risk
fainting, but it was a special occazione
and we wanted to celebrate. We are aware that we are the ones to usher in the new homes
nonsense ... for charity, but there absurdly proud
a little bit. After dinner (we had no doubt, the same menu in Riyadh)
we went out on a kind of walkway between the dining hall and that of the TV,
which is a covered terrace on the river reeds. There was less hot air and darkness had fallen
: headlights on the other side of the river
mirrored in the water and it was hard to resist the charm of
silence broken only by the frogs. The feeling of tranquility
was contagious and we all sat down to chat. Suddenly he got up
the wind, the wind and the sand that has obscured the lights of the other side of the river
: lightning in the night, far away and then a few drops of rain:
then even more. I returned to my room, passing under
mangoes, with a drizzle that bodes well, inshalla. To close on
see the connection there, slowly but
there: I will send the diary and I'll go to sleep.
I would not say it too loud but this place is great.
unnecessary work. Thank God it's distributed to the first, good sign (not
who is willing to repeat the eperienza). Small flaw:
internet still does not go here before I go to bed andatre to the hospital and
I connect from there will be fifty meters on foot.
------------------------------------------------- -
I return to writing after dinner there was a hot muggy
deadly in the garden, but despite all walking towards the Nile and go walking beneath
eat mangoes
watching the river is tremendously relaxing. I would have been happy to eat out but we got to stay together despite all
that the packers should be: dinner
cheerful, even with Parmesan cheese and salami Antonella 3, said Antonella
Sobanella to distinguish it from the pharmacist ("The Queen") and
Mayonella (Antonella working with me to Mayo).
cheerful despite the sauna We had to stay in the room out of pique at risk
fainting, but it was a special occazione
and we wanted to celebrate. We are aware that we are the ones to usher in the new homes
nonsense ... for charity, but there absurdly proud
a little bit. After dinner (we had no doubt, the same menu in Riyadh)
we went out on a kind of walkway between the dining hall and that of the TV,
which is a covered terrace on the river reeds. There was less hot air and darkness had fallen
: headlights on the other side of the river
mirrored in the water and it was hard to resist the charm of
silence broken only by the frogs. The feeling of tranquility
was contagious and we all sat down to chat. Suddenly he got up
the wind, the wind and the sand that has obscured the lights of the other side of the river
: lightning in the night, far away and then a few drops of rain:
then even more. I returned to my room, passing under
mangoes, with a drizzle that bodes well, inshalla. To close on
see the connection there, slowly but
there: I will send the diary and I'll go to sleep.
I would not say it too loud but this place is great.
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