Meant for 5/29
The first breath of Ugandan air was an experience I’ll never
forget. The air was warm, but in a different way than I had ever felt before. It
is beautiful and a way that pictures will never portray. As I looked around
after I exited the plane, it felt more than a movie than my real life. I would
have never anticipated actually being here…but so I am.
Though the flight was long, it went very well. I am glad
however that I have 12 more weeks before I have to do it again because it was
not exactly enjoyable either. I also have shorter layovers on my way home,
which will also be nice. My biggest hang up was trying to find my driver at the
airport. I must have walked was him when I arrived and it took a substantial
amount of time to find him (in reality, it was probably only 5-10 minutes, but
it seemed like forever). I wouldn’t say that I was scared, I just wasn’t sure what
to do.
The drive from the airport to the house I will be staying in
was one of the craziest experiences of my life. I read online not to take
mopeds (aka Lubowa) as transportation and I most definitely see why. Everyone
was weaving in and out of traffic. I did feel pretty safe through personally,
considering I was in an escalade or some other monstrous sized amoured
government vehicle. Plus, my driver is pretty awesome.
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