A week ago we left Mbarara for Rugazi, the district where we will be working until June 26. I arrived at the university to catch the bus at 8:00am, not 7:00am as requested; we departed at 11:15. It took a while to load everything onto the bus, a retro Mercedes Benz about 30 years old. The strong boys heaved the girls’ huge bags onto the top, along with mattresses, cooking supplies, and other necessities, all tied down with pieces of rope. Our journey began, comfortable enough when we were on the highway as we had a breeze, rather stifling when we had to stop. We stopped once, to pick a student up along the way, another time because a man forgot some of his things, and his wife caught up to us on a boda boda
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