From the little shacks and babies living in the red dirt, to the fancy acacia mall that *almost* outdoes my favorite San Francisco mall back home- kampala is a beautiful and very very busy place.
It's going to take some time to get used to waking up to monkey noises, driving on the other side of the road, sleeping under mosquito nets; learning grams, liters, kilometers- and how the city is based off of 7 different hills. The money is different colors, and has fish, gorillas, elephants, and each bill is something like 1,000 schillings... Oh, and can't forget the armed men outside of every "compound" who search your purse and wand you just to walk into a grocery store to buy a water bottle.
The coffee is amazing, and the fresh fruit (particularly the pineapple) on the side of the road (and fruit juice) is incredible.
Something I've noticed is that the Ugandans are not in a hurry, (unless it comes to driving, which is a whole different story...) and I think that's what I'll try to learn the most. You can sit in a resturant for 2+ hours before you pay for your meal, because you have to specifically ask for the check. Being somewhere where you don't have instant Internet, and the power going out on a regular basis is new- and I love it...
As we get settled and look for a house, we're remembering to walk by faith, get used to this whole new city, learn a new way of living, a new chapter, a new beginning!
I'm excited...
Adventure awaits!
