On the train to Aswan.
I have exactly one hour to catch a ferry from there into Wadi Halfa and there I'm supposed to be catching another train that arrives the next day that will take me into Khartoum. I left my U.S passport behind and will be entering Sudan as an Egyptian. I asked their consulate if I'd have any problems, and they said I'd be fine as long as I didn't act western. So I'm covered in a veil. I just wish my homie Fahad came with me, but he chickened out. I've been asking people to come with me to Capetown or Sudan for months, and all I heard were excuses. So I got sick of it and decided to venture myself. All I got to say is this, I've been quiet as to what I've been up to these past 2 years, but I assure you all my story would make the bestsellers list in a snap. Too much for words. I have seen the worst of the worst.
