On the road again

After two days in Kumi we are now heading back to Kampala. (Eight hours to the south). This is necessary because we meet our first team off the plane on Saturday and we have been getting everything ready for them in Kumi. Getting ready for a team includes the usual menu planning, transport arrangements, appointments with local project partners, builders etc. but also checking that the mosquito net holes are small enough to stop the mossies (although large rips in the nets do help us to keep cooler at night). Toilets have to be tested and restaurants sampled (it’s a tough job but…etc..etc)
I am writing from Jinja (the Source if the Nile). Actually, it isn’t but it’s where Lake Victoria empties into a narrow valley which becomes the Nile. The true source is hundreds of miles to the south where the first tributaries of the lake start to get together. Victoria is the largest Lake in Africa and second in, in the world, to Lake Superior in Canada. Realistically, it is a vast blue, shimmering inland sea. Jinja is Uganda’s tourist centre nearest to the capital, Kampala. This afternoon I saw four of them (tourists) and one does not have to make any restaurant reservations. Another restaurant was rigorously checked tonight and unfortunately passed. (Unfortunate because we won’t have to re-test it).
For new subscribers to this nonsense, I should explain that Uganda has a habit of putting interesting posters, signs and slogans on the back of buses, vans and lorries. I collect them as we regularly do our 800 mile Kampala – Kumi – Murchison – Kampala circuit with our teams. I have many hours of slogan spotting and in the serious / philosophical category this week we have:
No weapon fashioned against me shall prosper. (from the book of Isaiah)
NomatterwhattrustGod (from the internet}
It’s not an accident if you could have prevented it.
Suffering is not the end of your life.
And in the puzzling section we have:
Time is bad
So what?
Yes teacher
Respect fools to avoid noise
We are regularly overtaken by a long distance express bus with “Leave me alone” written across the back in letters two foot tall. The driver’s performance behind the wheel guarantees this without the need for the slogan.
Tonight I visited Jinja’s Commonwealth War Graves cemetery for the Second World War. It contains the graves of over 200 Ugandans who died and a dozen British. It seems right to me that the Brits are at the back and the Ugandans at the front. Within 20 years of the end of the War Uganda became independent.

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