Lopez Motel
Travel Blogs from Kampala
Across the hemisphere to Uganda
... after a long dusty quadding session or just before an epic day rafting the Nile. Or anytime, really.
Tonight we head on a long bus journey to Nairobi, Kenya to explore our last country in Africa before heading to South East Asia. We will be hopping on the Nairobi-Mombasa train, where we hope to meet up with the Roberts family who are holidaying in Mombasa at the same time as we will be there. A few friendly faces at the halfway point of our journey are being looked forward to!
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Mulago NICU
... Hospital prepared for the worst. I had been here once before and had an image burned in my mind from that day. My memory of the senses was overwhelming enough - the muted walls that were once bright and new (but only for a moment), and security guards with guns, the dirty floors that women gave birth on, and the smells of too many people in too little space. The memory was enough to make me fear the place and the idea of spending time there. The fact that I was expected to spend ...
Gorillas in the mist
... nest. I put my bag down to get out my water, then someone noticed the ants so we grabbed our stuff and legged it. I put my bag back on, then started noticing some sudden stings on my legs, then my back, then my arms. Next thing I know I'm dancing in a circle, hitting myself all over to make it stop. Luckily for me, another couple had hired a porter, and we also had a ranger with a gun (in case of elephants) and they both stopped to help. I pulled off ...
Hallelujah!!!!!
... guilty for having this child with me. That is one of the things I know I
will struggle with on this trip. So many children here appear to have to learn
how to be self sufficient at a young age or is it the thought of the community will
take care of the child so they are able to wander around the community on their
own?? I am sure the answer will become clearer as the days pass. The service
ended, and after I am sure she tried to take me ...
Kamuli Mission Hospital
... people carrying jugs of water, and small children at the road’s edge, staring wide-eyed at our 3-van caravan - probably the extent of the excitement that they will see for the day.
Many things here look very similar to Ghana, like the "trading centers" – people lined up on the side of the road selling fruit and other goods. When we stop, people crowd the vans shoving chicken-on-a-stick, water bottles, and bananas through the open ...