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Uganda Update #8: A Miscellany

I am almost done talking about Uganda. I still need to share about my Compassion visit and post the photos, but I think that's it. Except for these random thoughts:

a. Disney songs are so fun and catchy. I've been humming "Hakuna Matata" and "Bare Necessities" a lot. Being around kids makes me want to cuddle up with them and have a marathon of the best animated movies. I think I'd choose Beauty and the Beast, The Jungle Book, Lion King, Aladdin and Mulan. I've never  seen Mulan. Apparently the Madagascar series is also worth watching. I also am a fan of Ice Age and Shrek, but they're not the same as classic Disney musicals.

b. I read The Worst Date Ever and fully enjoyed it. I recommend it, if you're interested in celebrity tabloids, slightly crass Brits or Joseph Kony. How are these connected, you ask? Great question. Read the book!

c. The Food Network is addictive. Vanessa and I watched a whole bunch of Chopped, which was amusing and interesting and a little bit sad. Shows that require chefs to use strange ingredients kind of mesmerize me. I also acquired a crush on Andy Bates, an adorable Brit who specializes in street food. Ah! A deadly combination of cuteness and culinary skills.

d. Fruits taste best in the lands where they grow. So apples are better in Canada than Uganda. And Uganda has better bananas, pineapples, mangoes, and avocados. AVOCADOS THE SIZE OF A BABY. I'm hardly exaggerating. Also, I love smoothies, especially in foreign countries. If it's a fruit-growing country, I will drink smoothies every day (or whenever possible). Also, honey is delicious and more potent in Uganda.

e. Using transit in foreign countries is usually really fun. Whether it's squishing into a packed vehicle, negotiating the cost of a ride, or figuring out what a taxi is (a bus, while a taxi is called a “special hire”), I love it. I loved riding on the back of a little motorbike called a boda-boda. I only partially minded that we sat on our bus for an hour, waiting for every. seat. to be filled before departure. 

f. The weather is perfect in Kampala. PERFECT. Not too hot, not too cold. I love it. I could happily live there year-round. 

g. This was a great vacation. Restful, adventurous, thought-provoking, laugh-filled. After the gong show of getting going, it was supremely worth it. 


I'm so glad it was worth it for you. And I miss you already!
Thanks for coming and "doing life" with us. :D

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