Juba has a dream. Admittedly, it’s a dream that, at the moment, makes the town look like one large concrete mixer. Continue reading
Monthly Archives: September 2013
My last few days in Aweil felt quite sad – as I did some last chats with ladies in Apada, said formal goodbyes to people in ministries, and tried to take photos around the town for memories. Oh, and broke down on the bike a few times.
It’s my last week in Aweil, doing research – mostly through chatting – on the history of South Sudanese community politics in Khartoum. I’ve only really been posting photos for the last five months here, mostly because I’m too busy and electricity-free, but also because I’m aware that, as a researcher in Mile 14, I’m lucky to have the research freedoms I do.
I am not an anthropologist. I’m not “trained”, I have no critical understanding of the theories or methodologies, and I have a functional legal background in interviewing, not a research one. I am also rubbish at “living in the community” – I’m a skinny-jeans-wearing, foreign-food-eating, boozing-and-dancing inappropriate nightmare.