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title: "An Obituary for George Pagoulatos"
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keywords: ["Acropole Hotel", "Khartoum", "Greeks in Sudan", "Pagoulatos"]
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The year 2022 marks a jubilee for Nubian studies. Fifty years ago, the
International Society for Nubian Studies (ISNS) was founded during the
first International Conference for Nubian Studies (ICNS). As then, this
year's ICNS took place in Warsaw, the headquarters of the study of---at
least---medieval, or Christian, Nubia. For the ISNS, the jubilee was
also, in many ways, a year of reflection on the deeds of the past and
the pioneers who founded and promoted the field of Nubiology---a
discipline born in the context of the 1972 ICNS in Warsaw. What could
not escape the attention of anyone present at this year's ICNS was the
fact that so many of these pioneers were absent. From the group involved
in the Aswan High Dam Campaigns, for example, only Stefan Jakobielski
was present. Many may have been afraid of the pandemic; some are no
longer active; others have left this world. The list of the latter is
long. The names of Bill Adams, Hans-Åke Nördström, László Török, and
Stefan Wenig perhaps suffice to underline the weight of the moment the
ISNS commemorated their departure. Commemorating late colleagues at the
ICNS is not a new practice. This year, however, there was a novelty in
the necrology. The participants were reminded of the death of a person
who, though not a scholar, was the warmest supporter and most efficient
facilitator of the fieldwork of foreign missions to Sudan. This person
is none other than George Pagoulatos, who passed away in June 2022. He
was the pillar of the Acropole Hotel, home away from home for so many of
us, researchers and travelers passing through Khartoum or expatriates
living there.
I met George on the first day of my very first visit to Khartoum in
1994. I had been invited by one of the thousands of Greek families that
have lived in Sudan since the nineteenth century, when the first Greeks
appeared in the Middle Nile in modern times, following the armies of
Mohamed Ali, the governor of Egypt born in Kavala in modern-day Greece.
Two regions of modern-day Greece contributed the most to the diaspora
population of Sudan: the eastern Aegean islands, thanks to the boat
connection between Istanbul and Egypt passing by these islands, and the
Ionian islands, thanks to their long-standing links with
Europe---especially the British Empire, ruler of the islands between
1809 and 1862. The island of Cephalonia played a particular role in
these emigrations, as testified by the oldest known textual source
produced by a Greek of Sudan, namely the diary of Angelos Kapatos,
allegedly the most important merchant of Anglo-Egyptian Sudan. And among
the Cephalonians of Sudan, the Pagoulatos family stands out.
The Pagoulatos family achieved renown in the second half of the
twentieth century. During World War II, Panaghis Pagoulatos left
Cephalonia and settled in Egypt, where he met his wife Flora, a member
of the Greek diaspora of Alexandria. There, their first son, Thanassis,
was born. The family soon settled in Khartoum, where Panaghis was
employed by the British government, working as a private accountant in
the afternoons to complement the family's income. With his first
capital, he opened a night club just opposite the governor's house, and
in 1952, he founded the Acropole Hotel on the corner of Zubeir Pasha
Street (no. 52) and Babikr Badr Street, right behind Jamhuria Street,
Khartoum's central avenue. The first establishment had only ten rooms.
Forty more were added in 1954, when a building across the street was
annexed to the original premises. Panaghis and Flora ran the hotel until
the founder's death in 1967. Flora was subsequently assisted by
Thanassis. His younger brothers, George and Gerasimos (Makis), soon
followed suit. They were both born in Khartoum---Makis at the Acropole
itself.
The hotel's central position defined its clientele. First, it was mainly
merchants. Then, with the political and humanitarian calamities
befalling the country, its clientele consisted mainly of employees of
the United Nations and several nongovernmental organizations. It was
perhaps due to these connections that on May 15, 1988, one of the two
Acropole Hotel buildings became the target of a terrorist attack that
killed seven people and seriously injured another twenty-two. This was
not the only time that the fate of the hotel and the Pagoulatos family
went hand in hand with the sociopolitical developments in Sudan. In
1983, the Sharia law imposed by Gaafar Nimeiry's regime prohibited
alcoholic beverages, leading to the loss of a crucial source of income
for many Greeks, including the Pagoulatos family, then distributors of
Amstel beer in Sudan.
In the 1990s, however, the hotel gained a new clientele: archaeologists.
Thanks to the family's forty years of business experience and his unique
talent in socializing, George Pagoulatos became the go-to person for
addressing all sorts of administrative and logistic challenges that the
foreign missions were facing in a country that was not exactly an easy
place to travel, work, and conduct fieldwork. As George stated in 2016,
"Some archaeologists have been coming to our hotel for over twenty
years. Having solved various problems together, we have developed strong
bonds that go beyond business relationships. We are like a family." This
feeling of belonging to this family was almost contagious for everyone
approaching George and the hearth of the Acropole.
This was also my feeling when I arrived at the hotel's foyer in 1994 and
was offered a splendidly refreshing "nous-nous" (a drink consisting of
50% karkadeh and 50% lemon juice)---one of the many reasons to seek
shelter from Khartoum's suffocating heat in the Acropole, but surely not
the most important one. As soon as we were introduced to each other,
George showed an earnest interest in this young archaeologist from his
home country---the first to ever set foot in Sudan, as he exclaimed in
delight. At that moment, any doubts I had about dedicating my career to
studying the past of Sudan and Nubia were dispelled. But George's
involvement in the field of Sudanese archaeology was not limited to
formalities and kindness. He introduced me to many archaeologists
staying at the Acropole who were willing to share their experiences with
a novice in the field. I recall how he managed to relieve my stress with
his kind words and mindful observations during a dinner he planned with
professors returning from Kerma, the mythical to me capital of Bronze
Age Sudan; how, when I moved to Sudan, he invited me to the Acropole
time and again to meet colleagues who had an interest in or questions
about Greco-Roman topics to which I could provide some feedback. It is
no little thing that after such a call, I met my mentor in medieval
Nubian textual studies, and later friend and long-standing collaborator,
Professor Adam [Ł]{.smallcaps}ajtar from the University of Warsaw. I
trust that many will smile reading about my memories, having been
recipients of George's love for our work themselves.
George's kindness and help extended far beyond the premises of the
Acropole. He had deep respect for the efforts of the National
Corporation of Antiquities and Museums to protect and promote the
country's archaeological heritage. His material and diplomatic
assistance also allowed him to facilitate administrative procedures for
all researchers active in Sudanese archaeology. Beyond archaeology and
the National Museum, his interest and respect extended to all sister
disciplines and museums. For example, he personally introduced me to the
director of the Ethno-folkloristic Museum in the early 1990s, hoping for
some broadening of the museum's scope to include traditions shared
between Greeks and the Sudanese through their coexistence in modern
Sudan, as well as during Ottoman times.
George Pagoulatos was a man of culture. He knew and loved to talk about
literature and music. I remember how actively he engaged with the events
organized at "Ergamenis," the Greek Community of Khartoum Cultural
Center. He was especially supportive both before and during the concert
of the Samandalyat, a group of eleven Sudanese women playing the violin
under the guidance of Professor Leila Pastawi on the keyboard
instrument. When the group performed at the premises of "Ergamenis," he
also showed his generosity and humbleness by offering and serving
himself drinks to more than a hundred people at the concert's
intermission, always with a smile for everyone.
The early 2000s, when I was living in Sudan, were perhaps some of the
most prosperous years for the country thanks not only to the discovery
of oil but also to the constant flow of money that supported the work of
the numerous NGOs present in the country due to the humanitarian crises
in all the peripheries controlled by Khartoum. The country felt somewhat
more open to foreigners, and tourists started coming in larger numbers.
The Acropole Hotel became a hub for this type of visitors too, and
George's name was known to all involved in the tourism industry.
However, whenever one praised him for his services, efficiency, and
warmth, he always replied on behalf of the entire family---brothers,
wives, and children---who all contributed to running the hotel and
achieving such quality standards in an environment like Khartoum, thus
having equal shares in the hotel's success and the family's fame.
It is no surprise that the Acropole Hotel has become the heart of the
Greek diaspora in Sudan even officially, since after the closure of the
Greek Embassy in Khartoum, Makis Pagoulatos took up the responsibility
of running the Consulate of Greece in Khartoum from the Acropole's
office. I am sure that he does this with pride and confidence, inspired
by the image of his father on the wall and the memory of his brother in
every corner of the hotel.
Although George's memory cannot be contained in words, I could not but
express my sadness for his departure, my respect for his person, and my
love for this exceptional friend in this short text. If people who knew
George Pagoulatos are touched by this text or are inspired to reflect on
what makes life in Khartoum meaningful, the presence of researchers in
Sudan vital, and the future of the country---hopefully---better, then I
trust that we can all see him smiling from his office or from the
entrance of the Acropole Hotel, wishing us a good journey ahead.

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