Day Nine Hundred Eighty Two #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

We have settled in for the night after a long day of travel. So thankful for the camel Mawuli has with him, as we thus were enabled to offload our burdens.

Unlike usual Tomas kept close contact to us throughout the day. Still he was the first to spot a young man approaching on another camel.

Thus we met one of Mawuli’s counterparts on his way to the well, one of the volunteers on the all important rotation that supplies water for the Purser’s group. Unlike Mawuli he wore a uniform.

When I asked Mawuli about it, he laughed and said there are more than one type of uniform in their camp, from practically every land they have passed through.

Day Two Hundred Eighty Eight #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Elam has taken on the role as our protector, now that he no longer conducts groups out of the city. He has us ensconced in another empty building on the side of the city towards the seaport. The seaport will be our destination before the culmination of the next twenty one days.

Elijah discussed with me the mysterious woman hovering behind the city leader the other day. He too has the sense there is more to her than meets the eye. This Elam confirms. He spotted her watching us on the street today. He tells us she is the personal representative of the young man we know as Stan. Word is he is out of country, but is returning soon.