On Friday, we sadly farewelled Gulu. Got a lift to the local airstrip, no terminal no office just an outdoor table and chairs and a bloke that carried our bags out to the 'airstrip'. Fiona and I started to feel just a little nervous about the small Eagle air plane, which finally arrived an hour late. The flight went well, and it was beautiful flying over Northern Uganda which such an amazing view of all the mud huts and compounds, lovely green landscape and red dirt. Georgia very much in my mind as she turned 16 today, and was spending it
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