Monday, March 30, 2009
Friday is day-off in Khartoum. I don’t know whether it counts as a Sunday; all I know is that by Sunday, when we in South Africa enjoy a day of rest, my husband’s work week begins again.
Life as an expat is very different this time for my hubby. Firstly, he is not involved in mining at all. He is in the Plant Hire [heavy earthmoving] business. Another thing, wherever he has worked before, there have always been other South Africans, English citizens, Australians, New Zealanders, Frenchmen and Dutchmen. This time he is the ONLY person he knows in Khartoum (if that makes sense-ha!) He alone runs the Sudanese company; his superiors live in the UK and travel between there, the US and the Sudan. He also lives alone in a penthouse apartment in Omdurman, one of the three cities which form Khartoum.
Not being one to sit around and mope during his off-time, he goes into the city to shop for food; comes home and cooks his meals and spends hours on the roof of the apartment feeding the birds and watching the many feral cats.
This weekend he told me the previous guy had left him a few puzzles and he was about to build one. To my amusement he took a photo of it which he e-mailed to me this morning.
It is railway station scene during the Wild West period. The consisted of 500 pieces and he had great fun building it.