Happy. Happy. Happy.
I am here and it is lovely. Oh, how I have missed this place so much. If one was to somehow have a second home, Uganda would be mine. Coming in from the airport, Kampala seemed both busier and more polluted. And yet, everything was still the same – the precariously perched tomatoes on the side...
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Cheese heaven
As much as I enjoy the food here there are things I miss. Cheese. Oh cheeeeese. I love you so. My cheese experience in Uganda was rather lacking. My cheese experience in China has been slightly better. There is a large selection here of cheese if you go to the fancy import stores, but you...
The dollar bill game
The dollar bill game lives on!!! (and yes I have bed head. stuff it) A reporter friend and I used to play this game called the “dollar bill game.” Really ingenious name, I know. Basically the gist of the game was that for every new country we traveled to, we stuck a $1 US bill...
Colonel Gadhafi and his band of merry… women
[youtube=http://ca.youtube.com/watch?v=jD3Qolg-dbw] 40 women. One man. Their goal? To protect him. Yeah yeah, I know it sounds like a lame T.V. reality show, but I find Libyan leader Gadhafi and his all-women security team fascinating. Oh, and today he became the new chair of the African Union. When Gadhafi was in Uganda last year, a photographer...
On arrival
Uganda explodes around me. It smells of hot, freshly roasted nuts mixed with burning garbage. The noise is constantly loud – with honking and the roar of motorbikes at every turn. As I walk down the red dirt road, the people whisper “mzungu, mzungu” and giggle. The women at the dilapidated shack on the side...
On reverse culture shock
*blink blink* As I stood in front of the peanut butter aisle, I knew I had not contemplated something. That something was reverse culture shock. Upon my return to Canada it has continued to pop up in strange pockets. It’s something I thought I remembered – after returning from a year abroad as an exchange...
The Ugliest Woman in Uganda
Yes folks, that’s her. Just look up. In the past month, I’ve discovered something about how Africans perceive the way I look. Apparently, I am a hideous human being in their eyes. It’s all rather hilarious actually and started about a month ago when somebody at work slipped me an ad from the newspaper and...
Robbed. In a very peculiar way.
Last night I ended up going out to a few parties with the folks I met the night before plus or minus a few – the film maker, the radio journalist, a few teachers and several others. I’m glad to say I made it less than a week before being robbed. I was lucky –...
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