As you can see, the children were getting quite comfortable with life in Sudan by the end...
Though there are occassions when we are a little concerned about the effect it is having on us.
In our last week, Deborah was able to join Justin for a return trip to the village of Gasmallah, where he preached again, this time telling the story of Naaman and his cleansing from leprosy. (If you are wondering why I am wielding a sharp implement in the picture, I was using it as a symbol of Namaan's pride as a soldier, which he had to set aside when he accepted God's terms for his cleansing).
Afterwards, we were separated, Deborah to sit with the ladies, and Justin with the men, in true Sudanese tradition. Justin had to drag Deborah away after her 6th cup of coffee, so that we could relieve those looking after the kids (who hadn't missed us at all!)
On the water side, Justin was able to finish his experimental sand filter, and the clinic seems pleased to have it for the use of the patients as they wait outside the clinic.
He was also able to spend another day visiting another village outside Doro, where the again take their water directly from the river. They brought a delicious sample for us to drink on our arrival...
This village even boasted its own semi-tame monkey which they were proud to show off.
It was sad to say goodbye to all our friends, but we hope we might get to go back one day. We left Doro mid-morning and after 5 take-off and landings (taking in Yabus, Kurmuk, Malakal and Logichoggio on the way) we arrived back in Nairobi in time for supper! The kids were amazing, sitting happily through the whole thing.
Here we are waiting in the departure lounge at Kurmuk airport
We even got our first glimse of the Nile when we landed at Malakal...
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