Living the big dream in Juba (NOT!)

I'm back in RA Mango Camp here in Juba, Southern Sudan. Second time in this little slice of heaven. My container (8' x 16' inside, not including the tiny bathroom) is the first one on the left. The one with tan pack on the step. You get a sense of just how cosy, welcoming and posh this place is. No spa, room service, in-room phone or TV, pool, or fine dining. There is a bar under the stars, interesting characters, and wildlife (if you count the bugs and rodents).

The site where we're doing our training is right beside a side channel of the Nile River (Blue Nile, but most certainly looks brown) which is running fast now with rains in the region. In the weeds, on the left side of the river, we're assured are crocs lurking. Since the water is full of raw sewage and various parasites, including the dreaded Guineau Worm, we're not going to go and confirm the presence of the crocs.

Here is also our class photo from today. I'm beside the Director General of the Southern Sudan Prison Service. Great guy. Quite a strong leader here. Great class this week. Two of the students couldn't catch a flight from Yambio (town in one of the rural States) so rode two days over incredibly rough roads on small motor bikes to get to class. You have to see the roads here to fully appreciate what an experience they had to get here, and how much of an impression that made on all of us, including the Director General.