The Sudan - 25

Its amazing what a good nights sleep can do for you. Despite the fact that it was almost unbearably hot last night (i had turned the cooler/humidifier off as it was so damn noisy) I feel that i slept well.
I go up onto the roof terrace to there the shower room with the western toilet is. The weather is glorious - its hot and breezy. The loo might be a western style one, but you wouldn't sit on it, the seat is broken in pieces on the floor, the flush handle is broken off and it transpires after ive done my business that the soil pipe leaks across the floor. I step under the shower head protruding from the wall, reach to turn the water on and the tap handle falls off in my hand. Eventually the shower is very refreshing.
Im getting used to life here in The Sudan - or so i thought - it took me a couple of days to get used to having to put the hot water tank on 15 minutes before taking a shower whilst i was staying at Georges in Khartoum, and so last night, in preparation, i asked our house-keeper, Isha, where the switch was for the hot water tank. She laughed as she explained that there is no hot water here, but there is a gas stove kettle if you want a cup of tea. After my shower this morning I realised that you simply don’t need hot water here.
Isha had our breakfast ready, the breezy sunshine was blowing through the open doors and windows into our guest house common room come dining room. Everything is just lovely in this grubby and very basic guest house