Wedding Bells Are Chiming
Trip Start May 30, 2005
129Trip End Sep 30, 2006
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We had a whole day of preparations in Kampala. Nicola had 8 bridesmaids! yep 8! While David just had the one best man, that's me. A load of us met up for lunch, Nicola was explaining everything that they still had to do, Manicure, Pedicure, buying some shoes, hairdressers, and many many other things. I turned to David and said "Do you think we should get our hair cut?"
"Nah, it's fine the way it is", and with that the boys preparations were finished.
The wedding started the next afternoon. Before it got going, David and I walked around a little bit in our kilts
The start of the wedding was delayed due to 'Africa Time' despite the best efforts of the Mzungus to get it going on time. When it did get started though it was stunning. Nicola walked down to David resplendant in White with her brother by her side and followed by her 4 Scottish and 4 Ugandan bridesmaids. Quite an entrance, and can I confess it brought a tear to my eye.
The legal formalities took place and we started a Scottish-Ugandan Wedding celebration fusion. We had african dancers and drummers which were just amazing, so colourful, skillful and most importantly a whole load of fun. We had some more Ugandan music for everyone to dance to, and then, we surprised the Ugandans.
Four couples of Scots took to the floor and gave a quick demonstration of The Gay Gordans, about half way through we all headed into the audiance and each of us took a Ugandan onto the dance floor for what honestly ended up in a carnage version of The Gay Gordans. But it was such a laugh.
David and Nicola were taken surprise at the cake cutting ceremony. As they cut into the cake a couple of waiters opened some champagne and sprayed it all over them, completely drenching them, wedding dress and kilt. I'm glad that they saw the funny side of it!
The night continued on with much more Ugandan pop music dominating the air, before we finished the night off with Runrig's Loch Lomond. What more could you want!
It was a fantastic day, everyone had such a brilliant time. What really made it for me though was to see two great friends of mine being very very happy. Good on you.
The next few days were spent just relaxing and hanging around, we were invited to a few goodbye dinners which were all excellent. The hospitality that we received here was incredible, thank you to everyone we met in Kampala.
Within a few days people started drifting off home after their holidays. It was very sad to see them all go as I'd had such a great time with them all
With just David, Nicola and myself around, there was one last thing to do. Everyone that came out to Uganda filled up the spare space in their bags with football strips donated by a school in Scotland to a school in Kampala, we just had to deliver them. It took us a little while to find the school in the taxi, but when we did it was brilliant. David and Nicola had already visited a couple of schools in Kampala so wanted to do a smash and grab operation, although it would be more like smash and drop.
They left me outside with the taxi while they went inside. I was out there for only a few minutes when a few of the children came out to find me. They approached me like zombies, all of them moaning "Mzungu", repeating it again and again! They then all grabbed my hands and arms, and I really mean all of them. Some of them stroking my arm, probably a bit bemused by their colour.
They then dragged me into the school, everyone of my fingers were held by tiny little fingers! It was really nice, we got our piccy taken with the kids and then the headmaster gave us all a little tour of his school. The classrooms were absolutely jam packed, and all extremely well behaved as well. The visit was pretty short in the end, but it was really nice, we eventually managed to escape back to the center of Kampala, leaving our little lovable zombies behind!
This signified that start of the solo section of my trip. I know that from experiance that for the first few days that I'm on my own, after having such fun with a group, is always a bit tough. I get some mild blues, but after a couple of days I get myself going again. I just need to get through it. In the end it was just myself, David and Nicola left. Then I left for Rwanda on my own, but I wouldn't be alone for long!