overexposed in karima

jebel barkal, a holy mountain right outside karima.

i only spent a few days in karima. i wish it had been a few weeks.

karima is a small town about six hours north of khartoum by air-conditioned coach. it sits at a bend in the nile, whose waters are drawn to the roots of thousands of date palms by shallow canals and noisy pumps.

in the few days i was there, i did backstrokes in the nile, climbed a plateau that overlooks a set of pyramids while the sun rose, read poetry aloud while drinking pimms and fell asleep under a sky so full of stars there wasn't room for any more.


walking the dusty streets of karima.

a rickshaw ride in the middle of the northern desert.


at the base of the mountain.