Hotel Africana Kampala

... in their what? their sentence to ensure that people do what? that people listen carefully - well, at least this is my guess. And I hate it. I hate ‘the what’, I do! And I never answer along! I hate it that much. (I finally get Gun’s hatred for ‘like’.) So, when I went to that Career Guidance Day, the facilitator used ‘the what’ in literally every second what? Aarrrgghhhh…and I had the pleasure of sitting next to Doreen, who ...

... kind of visa, because this kind can only be renewed once and that would mean I would have to leave the country immediately as I have been here that extra month (illegally, I may add). The girl gave me the form to fill in and told me to write an application and hand it in together with a copy of my flight ticket. I then asked her whether or not they needed a paper from my NGO to be sure that I actually am placed with them for the next 5 months. Nah ja, that as well ...

... back home or watching Ghosts of girlfriends past, it would have been an easy decision if I was not aware that an empty house with no electricity greated me when I would finally make it back..so the film it was...no real need to comment on it.

Emma has informed me that he loves me and intends to marry me...an opinon i am sure he will quickly revise once he has seen me in a bad mood...just in case ...

... to present Maggie with some flowers. And they chose me to go along, of course. I just stared at the girl next to me and did exactly what she did and hoped that I would not make a terrible blunder. Now, the spokesperson of Maggie’s family wanted me to come to him and get some coins as a present. OOOkayyyy, so I tried to get up (as I was kneeling in front of Maggie as a sign of respect, I guess) without ruining my Gomesi. The thing with those Gomesis ...

... many families also screaming and rejoicing that we arrived, and all the women had their hands in the air screaming "Ay ay ay ay ay." I have never had such a warm welcome in my life. Another interesting fact is that here in Uganda, you greet believers by saying "Praise God," and after saying that you can then say "Good morning" or "Good evening" or the usual greetings.

... salty water started to stream down my cheeks, I was crying. I walked away with Fred, back to the office to sign the guest book. I am not sure what initiated it, but his conversation as we walked focused on the words of Mother Theresa, on our own, we are just a drop of water, but it is the collective drops of water that form an ocean. It is these words that I hung onto for the afternoon. What are my drops doing? Am I any closer to an ocean? Or even a puddle? I went back to the mainland ...

Hello all,
We made it eventually, the flight was good, not much sleep on the plane however we were well set up by eating at Gordon Ramsey's restaurant in Terminal 5.

The Ugandans were reluctant to let us in case we had swine flu. They were masked and gowned and required a form completed (of which they had run out) to say we were not carrying swine flu. They let us write the answers on a piece of paper, and waved ...

... The school is currently in a temporary wooden building while the current school is being built. It is a private school, something I was initially unsure about, but in reality almost no fees are collected because people cannot afford to pay and the state schools are so bad here there is little other option. State teachers often don't get paid for months on end so it is not uncommon for a school to have simply no teachers turning up to teach. As ...

... l'arrière des cuisses cette fois). Quatrième étape émotion : la fête de Pâques. Direction Fort Portal où le temps est pluvieux, la brume couvre les Rwenzori Mountains, les Montagnes de la lune, la chaine de montagnes la plus haute d'Afrique qui sépare l'Ouganda du Congo. Petite escapade près d'un lac au creux du cratère d'un ancien volcan. Messe de Pâques au son des chants locaux et des tambours, tout le village est sur son 31 me laissant un temps nostalgique des repas de ...