We were really excited about going to our first African wedding. We were invited through Julius, as his friend and colleague Emmanuel was the one getting married. First of all we have to say that being invited to a wedding after meeting someone only once was quite strange, but very nice. Emmanuel got married to a lady called Anna who is originally from Kenya. So it was a Ugandan-Kenyan wedding with many guests and lively colours. We arrived after the ceremony in the church and went directly to the reception, which was outside under some big “party tents”. The area was very nicely decorated in white and green, and the scenery really came to life when all the women came with their dresses that were of all colours that one can imagine. We sat and waited ... read more

We took off from Kampala at around 14.00 on Monday the 17th. Covering the 80km to Jinja I supposed to take around 1h30min, but that is wishful thinking! It took us close to 2h30min, however I suppose that around that time there was a lot of traffic. We opted for the “minibus taxi” that leaves from the old taxi park in Kampala. I think those types of minivans are probably made to seat maximum 10 people, but the driver and his assistant pushed in close to 20. It wasn’t the most comfortable ride, however 4000Ush (approx. $2) per person is quite cheap. As I said the ride was uncomfortable and if I were anywhere in Europe I would probably have s*** myself from the reckless driving. But I thought to myself: “Your in Africa…live fast, die ... read more

The excitement! The desire of knowing new culture and new people! The feeling that we are able to do something really special! This whole WOW disappeared the very first day. Robbed from a newly bought laptop, arguing about everything and nothing, exhausted after almost 24 hours of travelling (yes, yes we wanted to save some cash so we chose the cheapest and the longest flights ….very smart of us!), missing our friends, family, work, facebook and everything we left behind, crying almost like babies we came out of the airport utterly powerless. Uganda wasn’t a great help to us either and welcomed us with unbearable humility, darkness and thousands and thousands of little flies trying to get into our mouth with every breath we took. So yes - being a big girl can sometimes be rough ... read more