Lake View Apartments and Hotel
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... border just before 6:00. As the van came to a stop we allowed ourselves to feel a sense of security and relief. It only took us a few steps outside of the van for that relief and security to fall apart. The boarder security leafed through our passports and, coming to mine, he paused. Somehow I had missed my passport stamp of entry at the airport and according to law I was not allowed to proceed into Uganda. Despite the growing tension and underlying worry everyone ...
... It’s hard. It makes you feel helpless and small sometimes. The work is exhausting, and never seems to end. There are always crises popping up. You have to be on edge putting out fires and watching out for your safety so much of time. Can you begrudge the man a nice chianti? Sometimes all that misery makes you appreciate the finer things all the more. Farmer admits his own eccentricities and quirks, ...
... to have seen some pretty amazing things in my life and this
has to be up there as one of the best!
The Amahoro family included 4 silverbacks (who
are the dominant alpha males in the group), as well as a number of females,
juveniles and babies.
Gorilla's are so
human like in so many ways- facial expressions, sitting position, sneezing,
picking their nose etc.- that it is hard not to automatically feel some kind of
connection with them. After about ...
... home a bit after 9 or so. All in a day’s work or something. I have to say, this is pretty much EXACTLY the adventure that I was looking for…
Currently sitting at a nicer hotel, with a sweet view of the volcanoes as always and REAL COFFEE. WITH REAL MILK. None of that Nescafe + Nido ****. It’s the little things. It’s really making putting out the million fires that have been neglected due to this phone situation ...
... that people had come to the church thinking they would survive. Almost on cue, it began to pour rain violently, and the church was shrouded in a dark mist—like it would have looked on that fateful day in April, in the middle of the long rainy season. A huge tin covering had been erected to protect the church, though its condition from being hit with grenades and gunfire had been preserved. Caught in the rainstorm and away from our guide, my friend and I had a long discussion ...