I just love the sounds in sentence "...Arabization of Dongola in the Funj period."

Dongola in the Funj period sounds like the place to be!

Reminds me of this quote from Tonya Riley's _The Staff Engineer's Path_:

> In The Art of Travel (Vintage), Alain de Botton talks about the frustration of learning new information that doesn’t connect to anything you already know—like the sorts of facts you might pick up while visiting a historic building in a foreign land. He writes about visiting Madrid’s Iglesia de San Francisco el Grande and learning that “the sixteenth-century stalls in the sacristy and chapter house come from the Cartuja de El Paular, the Carthusian monastery near Segovia.” Without a connection back to something he was already familiar with, the description couldn’t spark his excitement or curiosity. The new facts, he wrote, were “as useless and fugitive as necklace beads without a connecting chain.”

Uh, probably it would have been a place to be avoided for a non-Arab