The Dusty Road to Gulu

The highway to Gulu

Holy Cow they're different here!

Baboons along Gulu road

Uganda has been amazing . It's literally been a whirlwind of dusty potholed roads, huts, jerry cans, bucket showers, fine houses with servants, elder meetings, and tons of wonderful, welcoming new friends. I'll go days without seeing another white person, which is definitely a new experience for me. Kids often smile and wave, saying Munu hi! We're known as Munus and Muzungus (in luo-Acholi and Luganda languages). The really little ones are often scared, which is pretty funny, but hey, if you'd never seen white skin before, that'd be pretty alarming! There's always the rare exception though, as today the cutest little girl I've ever seen (she's 1 1/2, walked up to me with bright eyes and seemed fascinated. She stuck out here hand and looked stunned as I smiled and took her's in mine.

Africa is hot. The rumor's true. But as I looked up during a tribal land meeting under a mango tree today, there was a palm-tree set against the beautiful expansive sky and I thought, "this is paradise."

Outside my window right now I'm hearing chants and instruments from the IDP camps behind the house where I'm staying. It's difficult for me to describe the sound, but picture a national geographic documentary soundtrack. It's kind of crazy to be typing this on an almost state of the art cumputer and sending it half way around the world in a second, while meanwhile there is tribal chanting and dancing going on a hundred yards away. This is Africa...cell phones and huts.

It's absolutely pouring outside right now... Todo was right... The good news is, the landcruiser's now clean...

Come fly the friendly skies...

Flew out on Horizon to Seattle, then on to Amsterdam....and finally....24 hours later, I arrived in Entebbe, Uganda. Flights went great, and the luggage all made it, so no complaints! Plus you know I love to fly :)

The Alps from 30,000





My new friend Allen, a guard at the Lorenzen's in Kampala