My route has lots of traffic, and I worry about being late for work. I pass the stadium, and pass the camps. The vans are very full. There are also two big schools along the route, and seeing the students distracts my thoughts. It is usually the same people everyday. After the van, I walk with a crazy Sudanese man. I smoke while he eats mankouché he brings from home. The Sudani is from Jineh.