Motorcycle diaries

We went back to chaotic Kampala the other day, we used the visit to stock up on some nessecities, bacon, burgers, sausages, cheese, BBQ sauce and such and such.

But the main purpose was however so that Harpa could participate in a Boccia tournament!

Well, not only to play Boccia, there was an event called Nordic Sports day, where all the hundreds of Swedes, Danes, Norwegians and 10 Icelanders stationed in Uganda competed in various events.

The Icelandic population in Uganda couldn't very well put together a whole soccer team, only one brought a swimsuit, we weren't invited to play in the volleyball game, the Danes had been practicing for weeks for the running and even though Harpa showed excellent prospects in Boccia we failed to bring a win home there as well.

The tug-of-war was our home ground, however, we put in all our efforts and won almost everybody, except the Danes! A bitter defeat, given that the Danes cheated. But we did however win one event: the warm-up!

(For those of you who don't know how to win in a warm-up, it is calculated this way: the percentage of those registered who participate in the warm-up. 9 out of 10 Icelanders did, which gave us a 90% score!)

A typical day in Lalle Primary: the younger kids so very curious about what we are doing that they flock together around the windows, the doors and wherever they can catch a glimpse of us.

We went to a new site, where some farmers are interested in growing chili.

They greeted us with mandarins, which was all fine and well, but their second offering was harder to refuse...

They had puppies and they offered to give us one, we don't even know if we can keep a dog in our house... they're only two weeks old anyways, so we couldn't take them anyway, but we sure hope we'll be able to...

They were three all together, but one of them possessed unique serenity and tranquility, which is something to look for in a dog...

We decided to take a trip to Serere, which is a small town of some 3o.000 people. When we went to look for a restaurant, there wasn't much to be seen. So we stopped some people and asked around and wouldn't you know it, one of them owned a restaurant.

He was very proud of his establishment and commented especially that the sanitary issues were up to date, as can be seen by these pictures of the "toilet..."

...and the "kitchen."

The food was however decent enough, stewed goat meat, rice and some beans. But the chef had a special spice mix, a secret sauce if you will, which was delicious. We even got him to sell us some of it to take home (I think Harpa is going to try to steal his recipie.)

On the way back I persuaded Harpa to climb a hill, which was beside the road. She was somewhat reluctant, claiming snakes were around and what not. "Pish, posh" I said, "Snakes, brakes." We climed and didn't find any snakes, but a beutiful view we did find.

On the way back, however, we almost drove over a snake on the road!

The sky is blue, trees are green, smiles on faces, road is wide, Africa sure is great.
Harpa doing a great job driving, while I'm fooling around with the camera.