Greetings from the bush!
Well, I've survived my trek up North. Autumn and I were escorted by a little old Indian man to the city of Arua, which happened to be about an 8 hr drive. Turns out Aut had only met the man a couple days prior, so that added a little excitement to our adventure... Didn't know if we were going to end up in a freezer (not that there are many freezers in this country). Just a side note, I've never felt a bit threatened or nervous in this country, which is definitely more than you can say for the states. Abdoul ended up being super nice and we saw 3 different types of monkeys and several elephant on the way over. AMAZING!! (I wish I could share pictures with you all, but it looks like that will have to wait until I get back home). Abdoul had some business ventures to take care of during the day, he is in the process of opening another petrol station in Arua, so we met up with him in the evenings for dinner and the days were ours to explore. We didn't really do much, but walked around the markets and took in the sights. Let me tell you that the climate in the North is definitely hotter than it is in the south. Oh, and Abdoul actually took us to the DRC (Congo) border which was pretty sweet.
So we arrived back in Kampala on Friday night and I met some of Autumn's friends. One actually happens to have parents who are very involved in the health profession, so I sat down with them before I headed back to the bush to try and get some info. on the clinic that we're starting up in Kyetume. They were both extremely helpful and the process looks promising pending a Rotary World Aide grant.
So, I'm definitely back in the bush. Autumn doesn't realize how good she has it! She stays at a very nice place (with toilets, running water, and a shower) with amazing views of Lake Victoria. I think I managed to eat my way through Kampala while there, so the carb diet is actually a welcomed respite.
Not a whole lot to report, however we've had a few funerals the past week. Our AIDS patient passed away on Saturday, so that was a shot to the heart. Her children have a long road ahead of them as orphans, so that's definitely a bummer. We are trying to do all we can here to help ease their pain. Alright, all for now. I might be able to get on the internet more frequently as several people have gone home.
Talk soon,
A
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Rain - A Blessing in Disguise?...
Happy Sunday, and Happy Father’s Day!!
Who knew pond water smelled so sweet?! So, yes, this marks the end of our rain water here, and now I’m bathing in brown pond water….actually just washed a few articles of clothing, however “washing” seems to be quite relative around here! The pond water definitely doesn’t emit a sweet aroma (if you couldn’t sense the sarcasm in the first sentence), but a little body spray, or dousing if you will, seems to do the trick.
So, I guess I have quite a few things to report. Friday Kate and I went to Kampala (about a 3 hour bus ride) to take a girl to get some blood work done. Apparently they thought she had sickle cell anemia coupled with a severe case of malaria, but much to our surprise, just malaria…a happy outcome all around! Anyway, we got sang to by a guy playing a makeshift violin/mini-banjo with one string and the lyrics went something like this, “Hey Muzungu, you are nice-Y, you are wondLeful, you pay me lottsa money” repeat over and over again until we were guilted into doling out the moolah. It was amusing to say the least. I think the locals were hoping that we would pay out so this guy would shut up!
I also got in touch with my friend Autumn who has been doing some volunteer work in Kampala, and we met up for lunch (which, might I add, has been the highlight of my stay) at Steers for cheeseburgers!! Oh, AND I got to use a real Toilet! What a treat! HA! BUT, little did I know the revenge the western food would take on my insides, or else I would’ve rethought that delicious slab of meat and cheese. P.S. Cheese – can’t find it anywhere out in the BUSH! So back to it, crapping in a latrine is hard enough, but when you throw in an upset stomach…….you get the picture! Anyway, turns out that she’s headed up North on Tuesday for a week, so I will be tagging along with her. I super excited to do a little traveling. Not sure what’s in store, so stay tuned for the report next week. Oh, and Autumn is doing fabulous, she just got accepted into Grad. School at Bradford (I think), so will be headed to England the end of August! Exciting stuff!
After lunch we made the trek back to the bus park where we proceeded to wait 2 hours for the bus to fill. Meanwhile, Kate and I had fun watching the vendors come on and off selling anything you could imagine. From power strips to electric razors, shoes to disco balls, toothpaste to radios….
Yesterday (Saturday) was a fairly lazy day, however the night was happenin’! Laura will be leaving on Thursday, so we went to Masaka to hit up the Discoteque. I think we piled 24 people into a VW type van, yes quite safe…. And Ohhh, boy what a crazy night! Apparently it is the “norm” to dance by yourself while gazing into the mirror (all the walls are mirrors). This is severely amusing and I couldn’t help but stare the whole night. All in all it was a blast. I found myself a dance partner and he would mimic everything I did, so I pulled out some fabulous moves (we all know that I love a dance-off!). I must say the best was when I started clawing at him like a bear and he, sure enough, followed suit. PRICELESS! I almost pissed myself as did everyone else that was watching! Best night yet.
Anyway, just thought I would drop a note before I head out tomorrow. This happens to be more of an upbeat posting as opposed to all the heavy stuff that’s been taking place around here lately.
Happy Father’s Day, Daddio! I think I’ll try and give you guys a call today, probably around 6-7 am your time.
Love you all! Shannon, keep me posted on the baby news….
A
Who knew pond water smelled so sweet?! So, yes, this marks the end of our rain water here, and now I’m bathing in brown pond water….actually just washed a few articles of clothing, however “washing” seems to be quite relative around here! The pond water definitely doesn’t emit a sweet aroma (if you couldn’t sense the sarcasm in the first sentence), but a little body spray, or dousing if you will, seems to do the trick.
So, I guess I have quite a few things to report. Friday Kate and I went to Kampala (about a 3 hour bus ride) to take a girl to get some blood work done. Apparently they thought she had sickle cell anemia coupled with a severe case of malaria, but much to our surprise, just malaria…a happy outcome all around! Anyway, we got sang to by a guy playing a makeshift violin/mini-banjo with one string and the lyrics went something like this, “Hey Muzungu, you are nice-Y, you are wondLeful, you pay me lottsa money” repeat over and over again until we were guilted into doling out the moolah. It was amusing to say the least. I think the locals were hoping that we would pay out so this guy would shut up!
I also got in touch with my friend Autumn who has been doing some volunteer work in Kampala, and we met up for lunch (which, might I add, has been the highlight of my stay) at Steers for cheeseburgers!! Oh, AND I got to use a real Toilet! What a treat! HA! BUT, little did I know the revenge the western food would take on my insides, or else I would’ve rethought that delicious slab of meat and cheese. P.S. Cheese – can’t find it anywhere out in the BUSH! So back to it, crapping in a latrine is hard enough, but when you throw in an upset stomach…….you get the picture! Anyway, turns out that she’s headed up North on Tuesday for a week, so I will be tagging along with her. I super excited to do a little traveling. Not sure what’s in store, so stay tuned for the report next week. Oh, and Autumn is doing fabulous, she just got accepted into Grad. School at Bradford (I think), so will be headed to England the end of August! Exciting stuff!
After lunch we made the trek back to the bus park where we proceeded to wait 2 hours for the bus to fill. Meanwhile, Kate and I had fun watching the vendors come on and off selling anything you could imagine. From power strips to electric razors, shoes to disco balls, toothpaste to radios….
Yesterday (Saturday) was a fairly lazy day, however the night was happenin’! Laura will be leaving on Thursday, so we went to Masaka to hit up the Discoteque. I think we piled 24 people into a VW type van, yes quite safe…. And Ohhh, boy what a crazy night! Apparently it is the “norm” to dance by yourself while gazing into the mirror (all the walls are mirrors). This is severely amusing and I couldn’t help but stare the whole night. All in all it was a blast. I found myself a dance partner and he would mimic everything I did, so I pulled out some fabulous moves (we all know that I love a dance-off!). I must say the best was when I started clawing at him like a bear and he, sure enough, followed suit. PRICELESS! I almost pissed myself as did everyone else that was watching! Best night yet.
Anyway, just thought I would drop a note before I head out tomorrow. This happens to be more of an upbeat posting as opposed to all the heavy stuff that’s been taking place around here lately.
Happy Father’s Day, Daddio! I think I’ll try and give you guys a call today, probably around 6-7 am your time.
Love you all! Shannon, keep me posted on the baby news….
A
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Norman the Turkey - Still a Menace
Happy Wednesday Morning –
I hope everyone is doing well and enjoying the summer… Coincidentally, there hasn’t been much sun here and yesterday was rainy and 65. Feels like home! Boo!! But, I do have to say that I enjoyed the rain as our 2,000 Liter water tank ran dry yesterday and I wasn’t particularly looking forward to bathing in the pond water. We’ve recently had an influx of volunteers here including a group of 10 or so Minnesota engineering students. They are working hard putting four 24,000 L water tanks in for the school as well as digging a hole and building a structure for the pooper (never will I take another TOILET for granted!).
So, switching gears, and by switching gears I mean trying to hide the tears… Last Friday marked the most unfathomable day yet. Currently we are starting up an outreach program for child-headed families, which encompasses households run by children who have lost both parents and are either living alone, living with other children, or living with an ever aging grandparent. Three of us went about an hour south of here and deep into the bush to get out to the homes we were to assess. The first house had a very old grandmother with 4 children ranging from 4 yrs old to 16. They didn’t have much, but in comparison to the next stop…. The most heartbreaking visit was to a home with 6 siblings (ages 10 to 17). These kids literally had absolutely nothing. The only positive thing they had going for them was that they were living in a World Vision built home that was structurally sound. When assessing the situation, the most difficult part is posing the question of how they lost their parents. In this case it was to AIDS and none of the children had been tested. Comforting right? They didn’t have kitchen or cooking supplies, no bedding (they were sleeping on concrete floor with maybe 2 blankets for the six of them), a set of clothing for each child (which obviously were in poor condition), and the list goes on…
I literally had to hold back my tears and as we were driving away. I couldn’t help but think about all the things I have taken for granted. Do I really need to buy a $200 pair of jeans when these kids could eat for the next year? Heavy stuff, but that’s the reality down here.
On a lighter note (mainly because I need to get off that subject for fear of never being able to stop the tears), I took my first Boda-Boda ride on Sunday, and in a skirt no less! A Boda-Boda is a motorcycle taxi of sorts. I wouldn’t call it the safest thing on wheels, but safety appears to be a relative term here in good ole Uganda! Kate and I were headed to give a talk about alcohol use and abuse (Uganda ranks the top of the list of per capita alcohol consumption in the world according to the WHO) to the women’s group, but as “Africa Time” allows, the talk was rescheduled to next Sunday. A fun ride nonetheless. It seems everywhere you go here it’s like a parade. All the kids shout “Bye Muzungu” (white person?) as you pass by, and this never seems to end. Kate and I proceeded to do the pageant wave to both sides of the street and laughed our asses off!
Monday was a holiday, so we had a bit of a house party on Sunday night. Hard alcohol comes in little bags here, about 3 shots per, and is about 500 shillings ($0.33 US). Also, the beer is not refrigerated, so having a nice cold one is nearly impossible. There was a lot of dancing and singing and the rest is history. A few people were quite sick the next morning, however I was not among them! The warm beer and super sweet cane spirits are not exactly my cup of tea…probably a good thing!
Yesterday I managed to log some manual labor hours helping the engineers move gravel. I’m definitely paying for it this morning as my back has never felt this sore! I like to think that I burned off a few calories, but I’m not sure that it made much of an impact in the grand scheme of things. So yes, we’re still getting 8 servings of carbs per meal, and it just so happens that all of them are of a yellowish tint. It looks like my vegetable craving isn’t going to subside any time soon. Speaking of cravings…you would think that coffee would be in abundance here since it grows on the trees and is drying in yards everywhere you look, but apparently no one drinks it! Damn you Starbucks for forcing the locals to export the most precious of beans (you are right Mom, I should have packed a french press and some grounds)!!
Anyway, that’s about it for my rant. The turkey is still mean as hell, but I’ve managed to hold my ground and swing sticks fairly effectively and haven’t gotten attacked!
Cheers,
A
I hope everyone is doing well and enjoying the summer… Coincidentally, there hasn’t been much sun here and yesterday was rainy and 65. Feels like home! Boo!! But, I do have to say that I enjoyed the rain as our 2,000 Liter water tank ran dry yesterday and I wasn’t particularly looking forward to bathing in the pond water. We’ve recently had an influx of volunteers here including a group of 10 or so Minnesota engineering students. They are working hard putting four 24,000 L water tanks in for the school as well as digging a hole and building a structure for the pooper (never will I take another TOILET for granted!).
So, switching gears, and by switching gears I mean trying to hide the tears… Last Friday marked the most unfathomable day yet. Currently we are starting up an outreach program for child-headed families, which encompasses households run by children who have lost both parents and are either living alone, living with other children, or living with an ever aging grandparent. Three of us went about an hour south of here and deep into the bush to get out to the homes we were to assess. The first house had a very old grandmother with 4 children ranging from 4 yrs old to 16. They didn’t have much, but in comparison to the next stop…. The most heartbreaking visit was to a home with 6 siblings (ages 10 to 17). These kids literally had absolutely nothing. The only positive thing they had going for them was that they were living in a World Vision built home that was structurally sound. When assessing the situation, the most difficult part is posing the question of how they lost their parents. In this case it was to AIDS and none of the children had been tested. Comforting right? They didn’t have kitchen or cooking supplies, no bedding (they were sleeping on concrete floor with maybe 2 blankets for the six of them), a set of clothing for each child (which obviously were in poor condition), and the list goes on…
I literally had to hold back my tears and as we were driving away. I couldn’t help but think about all the things I have taken for granted. Do I really need to buy a $200 pair of jeans when these kids could eat for the next year? Heavy stuff, but that’s the reality down here.
On a lighter note (mainly because I need to get off that subject for fear of never being able to stop the tears), I took my first Boda-Boda ride on Sunday, and in a skirt no less! A Boda-Boda is a motorcycle taxi of sorts. I wouldn’t call it the safest thing on wheels, but safety appears to be a relative term here in good ole Uganda! Kate and I were headed to give a talk about alcohol use and abuse (Uganda ranks the top of the list of per capita alcohol consumption in the world according to the WHO) to the women’s group, but as “Africa Time” allows, the talk was rescheduled to next Sunday. A fun ride nonetheless. It seems everywhere you go here it’s like a parade. All the kids shout “Bye Muzungu” (white person?) as you pass by, and this never seems to end. Kate and I proceeded to do the pageant wave to both sides of the street and laughed our asses off!
Monday was a holiday, so we had a bit of a house party on Sunday night. Hard alcohol comes in little bags here, about 3 shots per, and is about 500 shillings ($0.33 US). Also, the beer is not refrigerated, so having a nice cold one is nearly impossible. There was a lot of dancing and singing and the rest is history. A few people were quite sick the next morning, however I was not among them! The warm beer and super sweet cane spirits are not exactly my cup of tea…probably a good thing!
Yesterday I managed to log some manual labor hours helping the engineers move gravel. I’m definitely paying for it this morning as my back has never felt this sore! I like to think that I burned off a few calories, but I’m not sure that it made much of an impact in the grand scheme of things. So yes, we’re still getting 8 servings of carbs per meal, and it just so happens that all of them are of a yellowish tint. It looks like my vegetable craving isn’t going to subside any time soon. Speaking of cravings…you would think that coffee would be in abundance here since it grows on the trees and is drying in yards everywhere you look, but apparently no one drinks it! Damn you Starbucks for forcing the locals to export the most precious of beans (you are right Mom, I should have packed a french press and some grounds)!!
Anyway, that’s about it for my rant. The turkey is still mean as hell, but I’ve managed to hold my ground and swing sticks fairly effectively and haven’t gotten attacked!
Cheers,
A
Thursday, June 5, 2008
Week One Recap
Oli Otya? = How are you (in Luganda).
Sorry I haven't been as diligent as I would like when it comes to this blogging thing, but there are only two computers to support about 15 peoples needs, and like I said they operate on dial-up Internet access...
Anyway, I've had to realign my expectations and duties of the organization because it is VERY much a newly developed grass roots non-profit and still needs basic programs streamlined. So, having said that, the whole leadership/entrepreneurship programs are going to be put on hold. English lessons are still taking a priority with the children, and I’ve taken over the 3rd of 5 groups (based on an English assessment worksheet that we had everyone take last week), 5 being the “best” and 1 obviously being no comprehension at all. That pretty much sums up the teaching portion.
Also, on Monday Kate and I took Nampijja, a mother with HIV, and her children into Masaka in order to get the children tested and to get her the ARVs needed to keep the HIV under control. Nampijja is 25 and just recently found out she was HIV positive thanks to Bridget (another Canuck from
Well aside from a few other minor events, things are going quite fabulously. I’m still getting my fill of carbs and Crystal Gayle! Yes, I just said Crystal Gayle…..apparently she is quite popular among the locals (Sarah, that’s for you). I must mention that Celine Dione (sp?) is a favorite as well! There is also a very angry turkey that roams around the yard and it apparently has taken a severe disliking to me. I think the 2nd day I was here I invaded his space and he clawed me in the back of the legs leaving some nice bruises. Now, when I venture to the “bathroom” it manages to corner me forcing me to pull some juke-ing moves in order to avoid disaster!! Very inconvenient. Oh, and some of you might be getting email from the local men around town…apparently when you tell them you don’t have a phone, email is the next best thing. So, instead of devising a make-shift address, I’ve decided to let you in on the fun! Ha.
Love and miss you all!
A
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