Wadi Halfa has a flat, spare, wide, sandy frontier feel to it. We had a couple of meals at the local restaurant - plastic tables and chairs put out on the sand, and the local delicacy, fried fish was served up. There are interesting reminders of the wartime British presence around! Our hotel room was like the town itself, spacious and sparse. A fleet of Landrover pick ups shuttles between the harbour and the town. They all look as though they were left behind after the war. The other form of transport is the tuk tuk, although the Landrovers seem to have a monopoly on the harbour trade, as only they seem to be allowed within the gates, where the passport and immigration authorities have their offices.
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