Blogs from Central Region, Uganda, Africa - page 5

It was a trip that my cruel bosses didn't make me aware of untill the last three days,as such i didn't make enough home work about the country-Uganda where i had been scheduled to go on a short assignment.To be honest i couldn't even locate the country on the map.All i knew was that the country was in Africa. The moment i landed at entebbe airport,evidence that indeed i had landed in Africa was thrown into my eyes-the buildings were old and most dilapidated.It was no where close to the Heathrow i was used to.After some hustle going through the slow checks i was inside the hotel van and on my way to Kampala-the capital city of Uganda. Good Lord? Kampala is a thing that should have never been refferred to as a city in the ... read more

This marks final day of our safari. Oh the sadness! It's hard to choose which activities were favourites on this trip, but today's activity was definitely up there. Any chance to get within a short proximity to wild and endangered animals are pretty damn exciting for me. We all hop into the jeep to make the journey to the Ziwa Rhino Sanctuary for some rhino tracking. We were told this would be another day of mild hiking and good footwear is essential, so I try to locate my hiking shoes as we get in the vehicle. Note: I've been keeping them in the jeep during the night as they were muddy and disgusting from the gorilla hike and I don't want to subject whoever I'm rooming with that night to smell. Good thing I checked for ... read more

Our first steps off the plane were so highly anticipated. Our rest was so welcomed. Unfortunately, between the steady pulse of the neighbourhood disco until the wee hours (like 3-4am) and the early morning megaphone dismaying sound of Muslim prayers, it was not a restful sleep. I thought, as I listened to the sound of the Muslim prayers, that they not only did not sound happy or joyful but they actually sounded rather sad and lamenting. I woke up and prepped for first day. I made sure I wore sleeves and a skirt. Someone came to pick us up for our ride to the office. The streets were crowded and noisy. There was a strong smell of diesel in the air, and I felt like I was inhaling second hand smoke. Even though the distance was ... read more

And the journey begins again...... New blog to keep things fresh..... Travel is one of those things that is deep within me. It always changes my outlook, makes me appreciate the little things, gives me a fresh look on life and allows time for self-introspection. It has taught me so much about who I am, what I want and who I want to be. Each destination and leg of my journeys has taught me something new. Morocco in 2004 taught me to appreciate the little things when I ventured up to the Atlas Mountains and saw entire communities that lived in caves. 2011 when I had a trip planned for Europe (Italy, Switerland, and Croatia) and my father randomly passed away taught me that life is short and make every moment count. Do what you want ... read more

Still so much more to say about Uganda...Jinja and the source of the river Nile, bird watching on the Nile, fishing in Lake Victoria (I said fishing not catching!) Crossing the border from Kenya into Uganda was relatively painless if somewhat surly. We stuff ourselves on fresh hot samosas and plump ripe red bananas that hawkers rush to the sizes of our truck...sooo good! Right away it's obvious that we are in a new country, the roads improve, the comparative affluence is evident, the people appear more healthy and happy, old school reggae blares from brightly painted roadside stands....this place works for me! Artistic expression is organic and close to home, the humblest of compounds is swept clean, it's huts decorated with bands of light and dark mud. Baskets and woven mats, earthen pots for sale ... read more