I arrived in Juba with so excited to be able to at last see the Water we have been so hard at work fundraising for. It was hot and muggy. The airport facilities were rudimentary to be kind. We got through and on our way to the IAS compound on the outskirts of Juba
The men and women do such a great job out here against huge odds that you can just admire them. The bureaucracy in Juba is astounding. In order to want to assist people with water boreholes you have to jump through a myriad of loops. It is ridiculous.
On the last day of my stay in Juba I got hold of a Boda-boda, which in our language is a scooter and did some sight-seeing. It was an experience. There is so much hopelessness mingled with hope that the landscape becomes confusing at times.
Next stop, Nimule! Next week.