African experience begins

The journey was quite an adventure, but nothing terrible happened. Everything was fine, then we got to London and went out for the day to go play while we waited for our night flight. After about 5 hours I took off by my onesie to take the tube back to the airport to wait for our flight—I just wanted to sleep. Back to airport, slept, read, slept. Then I was woken up by one of my group members telling me our flight was leaving. I freaked! Ahh! So I’d fallen asleep for THREE hours, and I wasn’t at our gate because at the time I’d fallen asleep, no gate number was posted. I was just partying in the main area on a bench. Yeah, close call.

I LOVE AFRICA!!!!! Africa is BEAUTIFUL, and the people are so kind! We were greeted at the airport by a family who knew one of our group members. While everyone moped about being tired, I pulled out some Phase 10 cards and taught the kids how to play. It was so cute. As we drove through the countryside, the sights were spectacular and definitely different. I thought of dad as I saw some firewood piled up on the side of the road or people digging trenches. Seeing cows in a “front yard” is not uncommon at all, and many of the children play in the dirt piles. People smell pretty funny, but by the end of the week I’ll be accustomed, I’m sure.

Tonight we’ll be staying with the other team going to Uganda in the town Mukono. Our house is being FINISHED! So. Housing deal: We are living in a brand new house that is being finished right now. It was one of the miracle deals, you know? The man building the house is doing it for his sister, who is studying in London right now, and he ran out of money partway through, so my country directors (CD’s—Lauren and Nicole) offered to rent it for half price if they finished it by today. They are laying the tile (I know—TILE?!) TONIGHT. So we’re staying with the Mukono team for a night. Psych.

We’re all wasted tired! No diarrhea… yet! Bah ha. I WON’T let you know when that happens!

We got settled into the house, then came to town to the internet café. Apparently the only one open is one that has the slowest internet—the other ones are all shut down because fo a power outage that has been going down for the last three days.

As we got into Mukono, we were greated with people of all ages calling, “Mzungu! Mzungu!” AKA “Hey white person!” They are elated to see white people. Most moms with little kids pull the kids’ hands up in a wave, and little kids LOVE we mzungus. ; ) As we were walking, one kid came to one of the girls in the group and took her hand as we kept walking. It was cute! Ahh, I want to get an in with the childers! This isn’t even our village, so whatever.

And our village will be very rural, which will be nice, because then the people are a lot more calmed-down, I think. More friendly. Kinda the difference of Salt Lake vs. Vernal: small town people usually take more time to smell the flowers, y’know?

Wow. So much. My “flight buddy” (as I deem them) on the way from London to Entebbe was an African girl who had gone to college in Texas, and she told me about how the power goe out often.

Hey, the sky is raining! We’re expecting ran every day since it is rain season. I asked one of the kids from the airport which season it was, and she told me Africa doesn’t have seasons—there is rain and no rain. ;)cute

“TIME IS RUNNING LOW”.

I gotta go.

Love you!

Cecilly Rosa!

Love!