No we did not buy a fat pig...
I made it to Entebbe airport last night after a long day on a plane. Turns out our plane went to Kigali, Rwanda to let off some folks and pick up new ones. And as we taxied out to the runway they discovered an empty seat with a man’s passport and belongings but no man. Check the latrine, announce his name several times, ask the people around his seat…back to the terminal. Come to find out he moved seats and did not move back as instructed when we landed. So then they had to discover where his passport was with immigration control etc. But we managed to only be 3 minutes late to the airport.Sunset over Uganda- note the other plane in the picture heading on to what I assume would be South Africa since he didn't land in Uganda nor Rwanda and was heading further south. it's the speck to the left of the clouds sticking up.
We went to the Africa Renewal Ministry office to meet everyone and get all the gifts registered. Stop by the Bridge Office- say hello to my sweet friends David and Alfred. I got to hear what has been going on- busy world for them this season. Off to exchange money and go to the market-supermarket and the street market (for lack of a better word). I went with Olive while Patrick stayed with the van. All the pictures I took were shot from my hip basically while I carried my camera. It just takes too long to ask everyone and try to explain that NO I am not going to pay you because you let me take your picture. This market is there Monday and Thursday- well, the market is there daily. But the people parked on the ground aren’t. their goods are brought on a boat from the other side of Lake Victoria. And “the other side” can be far or just a little bit away… clothes and shoes to vegetables. There are even smart little guys walking around selling plastic bags to hold all your goods.
As we left I noticed a couple of little boxes- people live in them. The brick ones are hard to see in my picture because of the smoke. I clarified they were actual homes and took the picture a little late. Amazing. Patrick said I would die before 2 wks was up if I lived in one of them. (I’d probably die before that due to giving up before 2 weeks.) It is astounding.
ARM Building 2011
Lunch at home-delightful “salad” avacado, tomato, cucumber and a bunch of other Ugandan things. Then to the bank. Sat in the car for seriously an hour while Patrick withdrew money…TIA (This is Africa). I met with Irene for a little bit- she is Pastor Peter (Gaba church pastor) wife. Good to see her and how the children have grown! Today has been pretty uneventful. Just settling back into the interesting and sometimes frustrating Ugandan world here.
About to take a 15 minute power nap before dinner. I slept well, but Patrick is meeting with some people so I am going to take the opportunity. Enjoy the pictures.