Red Chillies - Little Bit of Luxury

Trip Start Sep 15, 2012
Trip End May 01, 2013

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Thursday, September 20, 2012

Sam managed to bump her head on the bumpy truck ride and squealed with such vigour that it sounding almost orgasmic. Following this she informed us that if she was in pain at the same time as seeing a Hippo she would 'climax from every orifice'. We didn't really understand this concept but Vikki said that she would whack her over the head with a blunt instrument when we next saw a hippo to prove or disprove the theory. Fiona announced that her favourite word was 'quim cream'. Well, it was a word that sounded a bit like that.

Vikki had a chin wobbling moment at smashing her arm really hard on the truck after a massive pot-hole in the road (a frequent occurance). Paula broke her right arse bone but did not complain at all. The impact was so great that Paula involuntarily threw her mobile phone out of the window of the truck but it bounced right back off the tarpauline and so all worked out fine in the end.

We finally became millionaires at the Kenyan/Ugandan border ($1,210,000! - equivalent to 500 USD!) This brought with it some joy and some girly squeals.

Alun invested in a 'Jackfruit' with the promise that it would be a wonderful experience. We took his word for it. It looked like a huge prickly knobbly oblong melon thing (Source: Vikki Kirkwood). We would have to wait until that evening to experience this new culinery adventure!

We crossed the Nile at Jinja (a place alreay made infamous by Aluns stories of debauchary!) and looked out for the Nile crocs by the walls of the dam. We were slightly relieved not to see any and headed straight to 'The Beach' - an open toppped deck on the truck where you can sunbathe or get stunning high level views of the scenery - when we retreated to the heart of the truck we looked like we had been tangoed - we were covered from head to toe in red dust. Dust, anybody..?!

Upon arrival in Kampala we upgraded to a 'cottage' at the Red Chillies campsite so that we could make some attempt to clean ourselves and raise our hygiene levels above those of the homeless. It was ensuite luxury - even the resident lizards were welcome and comfortable. Once clean (the water had run terracotta during the shower) we headed to the picnic tables to hook up with the rest of the group and promptly drank the best part of a bottle of Jacky D! As this clearly was a good idea, we then went clubbing in the city. Realising relatively quickly that we were too drunk to dance we bartered with a motorbike taxi for a ride home and both got on the back (Mum, don't worry, the bike was so weighed down he could not go above 3 miles an hour!). We arrived safe and sound at our cottage by 2.30am although several tourists stayed out until 8am and looked like death when we saw them the following morning. We made a mental note not the drink a full bottle of spirirts before we go out in future.
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annewardell on

hope you both wore crash-helmets when you were on the back of the motor-bike?!! Shall we Fed-Ex you some wet-wipes?! Love Mum & Chris xxx PS: we like a bit of dust, dust, yes dust.....

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