First Day in Kampala
July 8th 2014 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 ac
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