There are reasons I’d rather drink bleach than ride a bus to Kampala and yesterday I remembered all of them. We started at 8:45 in theory. Actually, mentally I started two days before, asking staff, “Now, how are are we getting to Kampala?” Praying against hope that we would
The Mosquito Zapping proved to be a diversion from the usual night activity, but I soon learned that one has to hold down a little button after turning the thing on. Instruction reading not being my forte I was not informed of this by Jaron, the current title holder in
Yesterday dawned cool and breezy – lovely clouds in the sky – some looking like rain. I got excited – thinking optimistically that they would accidentally spill a few drops. They were just teasers… no rain – but one can dream. As I walked into town, with hat and
When our group of twelve was posted to Northern Uganda, five of us in Gulu Town, we were told its NGO central. I don’t have a list of all of the non-profits here, but suffice it to say, if you threw a rock, (if you could get it out of
The closest translation to that is Happy New Year and as it turns out New Year’s Eve is THE big celebration of the year. And frankly celebrating the birth of 2012, which is supposed to be a momentous year in evolutionary and spiritual terms, in Uganda is a bit surreal.
Christmas dawned bright and clear on this little island in the middle of the Nile, reachable only by canoe. Considering that I was away from family and old friends and the familiarity of Christmas at home (including cold weather) – it was the best possible, breathtakingly gorgeous and spent with
You all know I have two sons. One, I communicate regularly with by phone. That would be Brett, Director, Ski Patrol, Timberline) on the mountain, risking life-and-limb every day as I see it. The oldest is Travis, in the city now after coming back from a lucrative IT defense contractor
First of all – it is NOT raining… just thought I’d clear that up. But certainly it is getting ready to – nice overcast skies – perfect for sitting outside as I hobbled (less obviously, but still enough to attract comment due crutches and new blue) to the Kabira Country
It’s 5-something o’clock in the morning in my room at the Bukoto Guest House tucked down a nearly impassable road in Kampala and the music is still blaring from a club on the main road. Nightclub noise is ubiquitous – the only place I have not felt the throbbing of
Hey Everyone – having been away from my organization, LABE (Literacy and Adult Basic Education), for a while I got a little derailed on a project we started before I left. I’m still not back at site, but am thinking forward to jump-starting what I know will be a
Well I think I may have been at medical too long… I know this, because everyday when I come in and sit down on the comfy black Naugahyde couch and put my hoof up and await the process of re-bandaging, the random comments one hears range from “Hey, howyadoin? Get
Good news abounds. First my foot and mobility have improved to the point that I can move to a location where I have to fend for myself. Now how is this good news…. The care I have received at the hands of Nurse Betsy has surpassed any care I have