This was the first book I've read that had Sudan as its setting. The main problem was that this book only scratched the surface and ended up being a little underwhelming.
The story is engaging, I established emotional connection with the characters, I got as indignant as usual over the opression of women and learnt a few exotic sounding words like 'hoash' and 'saraya'. This book is not brilliant but it's correct. I read Hundred Years of Solitude and got that under control and let me tell you there were about twelve generations, three hundred characters and all of them named Jose Arcadio and Aureliano. Who needs a tree? Please, I am a pro! I eat your tree for breakfast. 'Lyrics Alley' starts bizarrely with a family tree, even though there are only two generations on it - two brothers and their children. Don't you love those? Publishers sure do - there is a new one every two weeks. So this is another saga about a patriarchal family in exotic setting.
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