The Sudan - 31

We should have guessed it was coming by fact that we couldn’t see the mountains for the distant dust cloud that was blowing up. The sky was a dark pink from the setting sun training though the clay dust. As we sat and ate the delicious dinner that Isha had prepared for us - Geema (we would call it Keema in England), chicken, meatballs and plenty of bread of course - the rain started.
Thunder and lightning, high wind and teeming rain. None of this would have us close the doors and windows - it was a very pleasant and welcome, if unusual, break in the weather.
The frequent power cuts put paid to the endless Aljazheera news broadcast on our grubby LG JoymaxII TV, but never once did our good conversations stop.
Whilst the air was cooler, the dampness did mean we needed to put on a good covering of mosquito repellent before bed