It's okay to pick your nose in South Sudan. In fact, it's not unusual to be having a conversation with someone WHILE they are picking their nose. It happens at least once a day. A least. They talk to you, pull something out of their nose, look at it, and flick it away. Not in your general direction thank goodness, but nearly. Eeek.
Then there's the spitting. Dinka people spit A LOT. And not whimpy little spits. No, it's a huge wad of flem summoned from the depths of their throat. Inside. Outside. It doesn't matter. We recently moved patients out of our corridor ward into a nice new tent to promote hygiene. The walls of the corridor: covered in spit stains. Absolutely covered from waist height down. Gross.
Then there's the spitting. Dinka people spit A LOT. And not whimpy little spits. No, it's a huge wad of flem summoned from the depths of their throat. Inside. Outside. It doesn't matter. We recently moved patients out of our corridor ward into a nice new tent to promote hygiene. The walls of the corridor: covered in spit stains. Absolutely covered from waist height down. Gross.
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