Entebbe

 

Finally made it onto a flight – via Nairobi to Entebbe
But such interesting people I have met along the way – I’ve stopped minding the delay
And here I am – all alone at papyrus guest house feeling a little like the queen eating alone with people waiting on my every move!!
Bed and sleep – and likely off grid from tomorrow as I am not going to use scissors as they do to get my phone to charge in their plugs 😳😂
And an interesting stroll this evening – flying ants pouring out of the ground and then children pouring out if nowhere to eat them!!! And then women too – all grabbing them and popping them in their mouths with shrieks of joy – like lollies – thought I ought to try but couldn’t face it at the last minute – live flying ants – just couldn’t put that in my mouth and cause it’s death 😥   No photos I’m afraid – too dark
The adventure continues

 

A different Soul

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Thai restaurant on the lake
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My fish straight from the late with traditional roasted banana (not my best – dry to my taste)
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Lake Victoria
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One of many kindergartens
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Home
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Need a door? or bed or sofa or anything – you can find it along the road
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Brick kiln
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Bricks, and bricks and bricks
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The toilet – but somehow it didn’t offend. They all survive – why shouldn’t I?

Now I’ve had experiences in Africa over the years that led me to believe I knew it
But Uganda is Africa with a completely different soul
So so difficult for my Australian ‘family’ to comprehend

Apparent chaos ; the senses assaulted by sights, smells and sounds that do not fit our idea of a ‘good life’.

The roads – filled with ‘burra burras’ motorcycles – word originates from them transporting from border to border

What do they transport?
Easier to say what don’t they transport?
Nothing
I saw a granny wedged between a man and woman with a toddler balancing in the headlight in front
I saw a bed balanced on one – the entire road blocked
Bananas piled so high you couldn’t see the driver
I could go on and on

The markets – riotous colour and noise – chickens in cages, goats tied to roadside; children in the dirt looking for flying ants alongside the road – not a metre from our vehicle

(OH&S would have a heart attack)

Brick kilns everywhere making bricks which become homes with no rules or inspections 😜

I don’t have the temperament to take people photographs – I feel I need to respect their labour and sense of dignity and not turn them into photos of curiosity

– sorry
You will Just Have To Visit
The Pearl of Africa

A few photos I have taken though

A Shoebill

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Did I say They love my binoculars ? I love them – what a difference to failing eyes – and birds birds and more birds

To start the day a Lanner falcon with prey in hand in front of my deck just looking at me and calling ; apparently completely at ease – my ‘camera (read iPhone)’ in my room – where are you when needed Fred 😩
The list is long but of note Sharon is the lesser jacana and the shoebill

What an amazing sighting
What an amazing bird
We sat 15m away for over an hour until the sun forced us to retreat

Large
Dodo like
Looking like it belongs to a different era – the bird a child would draw in their stories

Sadly my trusty iPhone wasn’t up to the task in the bright sun – Fred where are you when needed 😜
So worth every cent and discomfort

23/09/2016

 

Some amazing photographs sent to me by ‘friends’ I met at the Shoebill, so generous of them; thank you Susann.   (they had the fancy cameras, I had the iPhone 🙂 )p1000174

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