so..i just spent 3 days in uganda.
i white water rafted the nile river.
and swallowed about 6 gulps while sucked under for too long.
it was amazing. other highlights included riding at least 10 motorcycles because theyre the only affordable mode of transportation and i was LATE LATE LATE to the station to get our tix home (terrible experience). winning a pool game, scaring salim out of his mind by pretending a piece of pineapple was a crocodile (rub it up against an arm while swimming in the nile and you get to scare others.) uhm, bhajias and chutney on the long ride..flipping out of the raft 3 times..pineapple consumed during the entire journey.
bus ride of terror (they closed the road due to clashes on the way back and it was a bit freaky.) that was the way home. it was the bumpiest ride on the face of the earth i think.
pikipiki ride (or is it boda boda) of blecky driver trying to rub my knee and drive at the SAME TIME. HANDS ON THE HANDLEBARS PLEASE.
bus ride of freezing (so cold i could cry) on the way to uganda. being jumpy cause i was so warned about being robbed and i woke up with a start a few times when people were just asking for tix. we almost missed the bus on the way back cause the border took so long (and jeanette had two exams to get back for on tuesday!)
uh, people drunk out of their minds and stumbling into our dorm and puking outside for 10 minutes STRAIGHT.
salim waking me up at 3 am “DO YOU HEAR THE RAIN?!” he’s going to get it.
rain during the first 1/2 of our rafting day (SO FREEZING!) but loved the sun after..except:
sunburn of the century, invaded like..my muscle tissue in my legs and i couldnt walk without them hurting like a burning machate was cutting…maybe a 2nd degree burn. i wore spf 70, mom.
other trip notes: we went to mwiki on friday to say bye to henrys fam and they made me feel TERRIble for not spending the night. 😦 i had a great time seeing the guardians making jewelry (youll LOVE it when i get it back for sale) and visited a reeeally hurting kids home…we also said bye to morning star and i wished i could return before i go this week. henrys kids already miss me a lot. 😦
life’s not fair–thats what i always think of when i see a really messed up childrens home without a decent roof and three kids to a bed. its terrible. i dont understand why i have a big warm bed and they have a cold wet bed and two other kids in it too. 😦 ok, rephrase–messed up building-amazing kids home with a devoted “auntie” and “mama” and 25 kids or so.
working all day, teaching at three (new pastor wants a class now that im leaving)…then going to a friend’s for a last night together doing hair braiding/girlie things.
tomorrow: work then city to pay for my planeticket, kibera slums for a meeting (hopefully getting connected with feed the children for our school!) please pray, the meeting is one of the reasons i extended my ticket til now.
thursday: working all day, meeting…packing.
friday: give things to people (funds, extra things i dont need, etc.) debrief maurice on what still needs to be finished, where all my files are for the website, working..etc. friday night: plane.