February 12, 2008
Traveling from Kampala to Entebbe airport, I was able to see all of the scenery that I could not see when traveling from Entebbe two days ago. There are hundreds of crazy drivers, walkers and bikers. I think it was better in the dark.
Traveling out of town I can see that the housing is made up of cinderblocks, or stones, or bricks, or a combination. People add on where needed. But the colors are the brightest blues, yellows, reds, and greens. And the trees have flowers all over them, pink, yellow, fucia. So beautiful as they sway in the trees. As we continue driving, the number of drivers and businesses decrease and I look out over lush green valleys and meadows. Acres of plantans, pineapples, beans go forever. At one point the Lake is 15 feet away. And there are parks and small hotels that sit by the edge.
Houses appear in the mountains, white stucco with red clay roofs. Like our southwest or Mexico, but GREEN surrounds them. I think that I would prefer to live in Entebbe. The gardening would be the best.
The process for getting out of Uganda is much easier than getting in. While waiting, I met two priests and a Bishop heading over for the election. We started to talk and exchanged business cards. He is the deployment officer and accounts specialist from his diocese. Comrades in Arms.
It looks like we will be taking off over Lake Victoria and the UN storage facilities at Entebbe airport. The lake looks beautiful from the air and so I am off to Juba.
Grace and Peace
1 comment:
So interesting. Of course the time you are there matters. I hadn't thought about it that way. I'm rally glad that you are able to see your place when it isn't raining.
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