A bus in a ditch in Khartoum
I stumbled across this scene on my way to catch the once-a-week train from Khartoum to Wadi Halfa.
I was near the end of my journey from Cape Town to Cairo, the trip that became my book, Swahili for the Broken-Hearted.
The overnight journey was meant to take me across a thousand kilometres of desert in the cool of night.
I congratulated myself that I wasn’t catching a bus.
Trains are so much more reliable and relaxing and less likely to end up in a ditch.
By the time the train limped into Wadi Halfa, I wasn’t so sure.
It was two days late and I was covered in a thick coat of dust.
Whenever the train had picked up a head of steam, the carriage filled with dust.
It became so difficult to breath that at one point I seriously contemplated jumping out of the train.
One of the other passengers noticed the panic in my eyes and indicated for me to pull my t-shirt over my nose and breath through that.
It hadn’t been washed for a while, but the smell of three weeks of sweat was better than dying.
The once-a-week ferry to Aswan was waiting when the train arrived. It should have left already, but that would have meant returning to Egypt empty.
Like everything in Africa, timetables are discretionary. And, really, for guidance only.
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Nuno2 years ago
When was it? Do you remember which day of the week runs the train from Wadi Halfa to Khartoum (and back)? Was it pleasant or should I rather a bus?
Thank you for your help.
I look forward to reading your book!
Peter Moore1 year ago
It was a while ago now. Back in the early 2000s. So can’t remember what day it ran (it was once a week back then) I’ve heard mixed news about the train – either that it’s stopped running or they’ve replaced the tracks and it’s going again.
When I did the trip, the train was more reliable than buses, but I wouldn’t say it was pleasant. Whenever the train got over 20 ks and hour it kicked up dust that then filled the carriage and made it difficult to breathe. It was an adventure though, and is that what it’s all about?
Anyway, thanks for getting in touch. Hope you have your very own Sudanese train adventure very soo!