People like grass

To all the girls...
Three
Shopping
T
Me
Tasting the local specialty
On the bike
Lunch time
Baha'i temple
Baha'i
Me
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Me
Jinja
Me
Me
Ready to roll
Be my friend on Facebook
The Niamh
Me
No coins in the ATM!
The view from our bungalow
Crater lake
Crater lake
Me
Exciting!
Boys
Lunch time
Composite
Downtown Kampala
Crater lake
Crater lake
Crater lake
Crater lake
Resting
Taxi disaster
For sale
I saw the sign
Down, not out
For sale
The guide
Owino
Window
Inside Gadaffi's mosque
I heart mum
Idi Amin's torture chambers
Benched
Floored
Cratered
A laugh
Questioning
Deer in the mist

Driving around on two bodas, part of an excellently organized tour of Kampala, one of the bodas had me as a passenger, the other Todd, a longtime friend I know from Thailand, our guide wanted us to understand the difference between 'the Beverly Hills of Kampala', where the streets are well paved and empty, and the slums, where the roads are filled with pot holes and we would see 'people like grass', the implication being we would associate the term with a well manicured lawn. Something not common in any public setting in this country.

But, the tour, visiting almost all the at least mildly interesting attractions of Kampala on the back of a boda, was great. If not as great as seeing Todd, on a side trip from a professional visit to Nairobi, stoping by and giving me an excuse to reminisce on days gone by. With Waragi.

Not that I had nearly as much time to do so as I wanted. I'm about to head to Stockholm for a project, after which I'll dive into Tanzania for another. A necessity, yes?

But, we did manage to squeeze in a few trips. A short visit to Jinja and the Source of the Nile, though only accepted as such by true aficionados of Uganda, was a must, and a somewhat longer visit to the west of the country, including a night on the edge of a crater lake and another to a nature reserve that gets not a dozen visits per month, was obscure enough to be interesting.
The reserve, Katonga, is home to the elusive sitatunga, a swamp-dwelling deer, which we didn't get to see, as we weren't kitted out properly. And, after already trundling around for some 7 kilometer, we were not nearly as keen on keeping going anyway.

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