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I'm a Canadian girl who loves to travel. :)

I'll be in Uganda from Jan-Feb, 2010.



Travel Blog Posts


A weekend in Jinja

Published: March 8th 2010Africa » Uganda » Eastern Region » Jinja
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March 8th 2010

For my last weekend as a volunteer, I decided to take a trip to Jinja, which is about an hour and a half east of my village. Jinja is the second largest city in Uganda (after Kampala) and the only city in the country that's had the benefit of urban planning. The city's close proximity to the Nile river has attracted industries like metal and paper processing. Jinja is also home to the largest sugar manufacturing plant in east Africa and my all-time favourite Ugandan company, Nile Breweries. Yum. Most tourists visit Jinja for the white water rafting. It's supposed to be the best in the world. I briefly considered it, but the thought of being thrown from a boat in grade 5 rapids in a developing country kind of put me off. (Hearing about one ... read more



A girl's life in Uganda

Published: February 3rd 2010Africa » Uganda
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February 3rd 2010

On Sunday, "Dr. Todd" from Omni-Med arrived and we finalized the details of the Village Health Team (VHT) training seminar that's happening this week. Nine villages in Ntenjeru were asked to each nominate 3-4 people from their community to attend the 5-day long session. Volunteers from VOLSET, Peace Corps and Omni-Med, along with community leaders are presenting topics ranging from treatment of diseases to caring for pregnant women and babies. Once the training is over, the attendees are expected to go back to their communities and act as a liaison between the community and the health centres. They will educate, champion projects that improve community health facilities and keep up to date records on the health issues faced by the community. At first I was doubtful that anyone would show up. The attendees aren't getting any ... read more



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January 29th 2010

At the beginning of this week, I was given a local Ugandan name: Nakalama, which means I'm from the "clan of the lion". (I'm guessing this is because the heat has made my hair grow to three times it's usual size and it looks a bit like a crazy lion's mane.) I've been introducing myself as Nakalama around the village and it always gets a good laugh. The week started with a national holiday. In celebration of the 20th anniversary of the end of Idi Amin's rule of terror, we were asked as an organization to "march" in a local Ntenjeru parade. By "march", they really meant march... we had to swing our arms and legs in unison as a group and walk around the perimeter of the Ntenjeru soccer field in front of a huge ... read more



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January 26th 2010

Earlier this week, Rose and Patricia, two young girls that are living at VOLSET's dorm, asked me to come with them to fetch water before dinner. I'd seen the sign in the bathing room that said "please use water sparingly as we need to carry it uphill." By uphill, I'd assumed that they meant the small slope of our backyard. We set out, each with two jerry cans in hand. After about 5 minutes of walking I asked the girl where the well was. They laughed, "it's in the forest!" I couldn't remember seeing a forest nearby, but I kept silent and we continued to walk. Eventually we came to a forest path that sloped steeply downward. "Why are you so slow?" the girls yelled back at me. When I told them I was terrified that ... read more



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January 23rd 2010

I was transferred to Ntenjeru (pronounced "en-tan-jare-rue") on Wednesday. It's about 3 hours from the airport and 2 hours from Kampala. As you drive from Mukono Town to the village, the scenery changes dramatically from the city to a quiet, green place with bright red roads. The houses are few and far between. Most of the homes are small, around the size of a one car garage. In many cases families of 5-10 people will all sleep inside. There are all kinds of crazy dinosaur-like birds flying around. You can actually hear their wings flapping as they pass overhead because they're so big. The village is very safe and we don't need guards at night (unlike my previous placement in Tanzania). The pace of work here is difficult to get used to after months of craziness ... read more



Siem Reap and the temples of Angkor

Published: May 24th 2008Asia » Cambodia » North » Angkor
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May 15th 2008

There isn't a train connecting Phnom Penh with Siem Reap so we were doomed to another long, hot and stinky bus ride. It was dark and raining when we arrived at the bus station and the ground was covered with mud. Tuk Tuk drivers fought with each other for our attention, some going as far as offering a free ride, hoping for a chance to be our driver for our entire stay. We decided to ride with a sweet little guy named Maury, who offered us a ride to the hotel for one dollar US. Cambodia does have it's own currency- the Riel- but US money is accepted in all of the major cities. In 1975, the Khmer Rouge eliminated all money and introduced a barter economy. Most people used rice as currency. After the Vietnamese ... read more



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May 14th 2008

Crossing the Cambodian border was one of the strangest experiences of my life. The two hour bus ride from Saigon was normal enough- despite being very hungover, we were both in a great mood. The TV at the front of the bus was playing horrible music videos from the 80's and the bus was shaking like the tires were going to fall off. For some reason it all seemed so funny- we couldn't stop laughing. About ten minutes from the border, we hit a line-up and a few people got off the bus to smoke. Outside the window, there were women and children carrying baskets on their heads- they were trying to sell snacks to the people in the cars. Ryan got off with his camera to take a few photos. I couldn't figure out what ... read more



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May 10th 2008

We noticed t-shirts with the words "same same" at almost every store when we first arrived in Hanoi. The longer you stay in Vietnam, the more this phrase rings true. While parts of the country are incredibly beautiful- there really isn't a lot of diversity from one city to the next. Every restaurant has the same menu, every store has the same things for sale, and the street vendors and taxi drivers lurking around every corner all have the same sales pitch. After three days of relaxing on the beach in Nha Trang, we took the overnight train to Saigon (otherwise known as Ho Chi Minh City). We'd heard that Saigon was completely different from everywhere else in Vietnam and that there was more of a Buddhist influence there. We were looking forward to the change. ... read more



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May 6th 2008

After experiencing both the "hard sleeper" and a standing overnight train in China, I was really looking forward to our overnight "soft sleeper" ride to Huế (pronounced "way") from Hanoi. I wasn't disappointed. With only four soft beds to a compartment, we had an incredibly peaceful night. Our bunkmates were a couple of French guys who could speak English well enough for us to have some decent conversations. (We tried to speak some French but it was kind of pitiful). We slept through the night and arrived at Huế at around 8 o'clock in the morning. At the train station, we were immediately greeted by about five taxi drivers who were all desperate to take us to our hotel. Unfortunately, we weren't very confident that any of them actually knew where our hotel was so we ... read more



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May 2nd 2008

After the craziness of Taiwan and China, I was really looking forward to a bit of quiet relaxation in Vietnam. This was definitely not in the cards for us in Hanoi. Hanoi is one of the most densely populated cities I've ever seen. Not only does everyone in Hanoi drive a scooter- they also use their scooters to transport everything from live pigs to giant talking scales. On our second day, Ryan was hit by a live fish that flew off the back of someone's scooter. The fifteen pound fish came out of nowhere and after smacking Ryan in the leg, it started to flop around on the street in front of us. We watched for about five minutes as the scooter driver tried to pick it up off the street with hundreds of other scooters ... read more






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