This exercise takes courage and it is not for the faint hearted.
After two days of been sent from one office to another, a phone call came; I can come an get my letter, from the Commissioner, which gives me permission to go to the camp (perhaps the Winston Churchill letter helped!).
This meant; booking tickets arranging transport - armed guards etc in one hour. I even packed! Then we had to endure the traffic...this included being stopped by police (Wilson, the driver sorted that out), going through walls of very big lorries spitting and spewing the blackest smoke and other traffic like the matatus and a camel
He got me to airport with a minute to spare - exactly a minute! Now I am on my way to Kakuma.
Hopefully the transport is awaiting me there.
Yesterday, while 'waiting' I went to the Commonwealth War cemetery and had a respectful look at all the graves of fallen soldiers in East Africa. Wilson commented: There are all the people here; Christians, Muslims, and one Jew from all over. They came here? that is brave. I told him about the war and Winston's role in it. He looked at me with an open mouth...'I shall tell that story tonight to my friends!'he said.
Hello there! I am glad you managed to get the permission. All in all, two days of waiting is not so bad. It took me four days in Cairo to manage my accommodation in the Al Alzhar University dormitory plus never ending discussions with assistants of assistants.... Wilson seems to be a good companion, that's great. Hope everything will be okay on the way to the camp. Keep us updated.
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David
Hi Jules, where are you? You rather quiet...need to know if you're ok.
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