K'la

Just a note to let everyone know I've arrived safely in Kampala (which will be referred to as K'la from here on out). I was utterly exhausted upon my arrival! I don't think I got a full night's sleep the night before my flight, I lost 7 hours on the flight from DC to Amsterdam and only slept about 1 of those hours. Then I spent about 10 hours running around Amsterdam (which was great fun, I even met up with 2 couchsurfers, one of which was a local which took all the guess work out of it for me), visiting Anne Franks House and the Van Gough museum. It's a very interesting city and I'd love to go back and spend more time there. However, I was literally falling asleep on my feet at the Van Gough Museum, so I thought for sure I'd sleep better on my flight that night to Nairobi. Sadly, I did not, I probably slept about 3 hours, but at least I only lost 2 more hours on this leg. My 6 hour layover in Nairobi was exceedingly painful, especially because I was dying to sleep and couldn't really find a spot that was either relatively comfortable or I felt safe enough. On the bright side, I sat next to a Ugandan on my flight into Entebbe, and when I asked him at baggage claim how much he thought I should pay for a taxi into Kampala, he offered to take me himself. Too bad his driver was the one who had to deal with my luggage! On a random side note, the other guy I sat next to was from Nairobi and headed to K'la for a golf tournament! I was also quite impressed that all the conversations I heard around me on this flight were centered on goverment, city planning, and the like. I've never been surrounded by so much politics on a plane!

Julius, my gracious host for the day, not only took me to lunch and to my guest house, he also took me to exchange money and get a SIM card for my cell phone (contact me for the number), so I had all my basic neccesities taken care of and could collapse for the night. After a torturous shower (it not only was freezing, but there was NO water pressure, so there was no speedy wash up) I groaned in contentment at the feeling of being horizontal and in a bed and happily slept. I must admit that my guest house has got to be the noisiest place in the world to try to sleep, but I managed.

I'm still jet-lagged, which is a first for me, and haven't found much excitement in K'la, but I'm sure it's just a matter of getting to know some locals who can show me the hot spots. It seems that the developing world is starting to feel like home to me, granted this is vastly different from Asia which will take a little adjustment. Once again though I've found that my perception of "dangerous" is just a little different from most people. I met a couple this morning who was asking me how to get out of K'la--they had been mugged and no longer felt safe here, they seemed surprised that I felt safe. But I won't get into that now.


FROM SOMEWHERE OVER KENYA

frost on my window
blurring my vision
yet fascinating in itself
flying on the wings of my dreams
a sea of clouds below me
the sun rising in the east
alone
and afraid
yet is this not what I've been fighting for?
I pursue the unknown
I pursue love, to have and to give
God help me to pour out all that I am
all that you are

the frost is melting

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