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First Impressions in Sudan

I looked out the window just in time to see the yellow-vested man give two thumbs up to the pilot, the plane’s rubber stops at his feet. “I am really going to Sudan,” I thought to myself. We soared past small collections of round and rectangular rooves. Green trees dotted fields of long tan grass. Shortly after flying over the Nile River, we landed. Our faces were greeted by hot, thick air as we walked down the aircraft’s metal stairs. Planes marked with the bold, capital letters “WFP” and “UN,” and helicopters were the only other carriers on the steaming …Continue Reading