Sitting, waiting, sweating. When you live on the margins in Sudan, there's nothing much behind you, and nothing much in front to look forward to.
And get over any romantic notions about hardy stoic villagers. The people of the Nubian desert tell us they don't like it. And they gather each day in their homes made of mud to share tea and some grinding certainties.
They know they'll always have the Nile. And the dawn will come each day. But they are also assured of absolute indifference to their needs from their government in distant Khartoum, as we hear from Canadian journalist Heba Aly.