After the wonderful Tanzanian landscapes, I feel I’ve left Heaven for Hell. Direct flight. Anyway I’m trying to have a look down there…
A flooded village. At first silly me, seeing the waters, I thought this was a succession of little bridges, but no, just a kind of a fence, probably for the field now flooded. Those rounded huts are here called "tukul".
Same kind of flooded village, same fence. Different colors for the floods.
A dyke surrounds this hamlet. The sandy color is water.
More floods on this flat country.
Farming doesn’t seem to be the major business in South Sudan, well for what I have seen so far. Here are some harvest traces.
