We are back in Sudan, in Khartoum to be specific. Although it is the capital city of the country, there are surely some aspects that remind me of the 'remote life' in Kosti. The office in Khartoum (which is also our house) is not too close to the markets and city centre, so it is not always easy to find good and affordable vegetables and fruits at walking distance. Fortunately there is a friendly man who owns a large cart full of fresh vegetables with which he goes around the area to sell them for a good price. For the past few days I have been trying to 'catch' this man to buy some of his tasty products. I found out that it's easier said than done; I was either too early or too late. In order to make a strategic vegetable-buying- plan I asked one of the cleaning ladies in the office about it this morning. "
What time does this vegetable man come exactly?", I asked her. She started smiling and said
"He has no time! He comes when he comes!". I started smiling and tried: "
But does he come around 8 o'clock or around 13 o'clock?". I could have guessed that my attempt was in vain when she lifted her shoulders
and continued smiling
:"No time is no time". I guess I just need to use my senses to know when he is close-by; I can already smell the tomatoes entering the street!
