Oi.


I'm still alive!

and I rode a camel today. yeah.

so I guess I should back up a bit. the twice-yearly fair is in town, and we've been. three times. the food is, according to Tob, our grumpy German, "the worst ever eaten in Uganda", but it's been fun shopping and riding rides. Haggling is a lot of fun, once you figure out the value of things. and if you're white, you just have to accept that you're paying more. One of the sellers decided "I was her sister" because she had a sister in New York, so she would "give me good prices". Right. :) But I liked her a lot, and bought shoes and gifts from her. Lydia's a great haggler. There's no school today, so there's tons of people out and about. Yesterday, I was riding a boda boda whose driver was not so good with the bumps and the not killing passengers, and I definitely almost fell off, but caught myself against the ground so I was fine.

Oh! Yesterday, Lydia (our housekeeper who is WONDERFUL), taught Laura and I how to make Chapati, a type of fried African bread that is sooo good. (think of a flour tortilla, only bigger and much better.) We had a South African come up to do a seminar for Farming God's Way, a program that the missionaries work with. We made Chapati, rice, beans, and lots of good things for lunch.

Josiah is working with Farming God's Way, and he's so brown he looks almost African.

Our students at school asked if we have vampires in America, because they're in the movies. No? What about dinosaurs? (I'm not kidding, I promise)

Tomorrow the 4-week interns leave for the USA. we're all very reluctant to go! I have to say goodbye to Bible Baptist School tomorrow, and I think they're going to break my heart. The students didn't want me to go home yesterday after school, and kept me there to play with them for at least an hour and a half. I'm going to miss them so much.

Our flight leaves at 9:50 tomorrow night (my time). We're driving to Kampala tomorrow at 10 AM, and it's a six-hour dive, not counting multiple stops. (Several group members want to buy drums so we're stopping at the drum place, and we're stopping at the equator as well.) I'll be flying into Atlanta at 2:45, where my parents are picking me up and taking me home to Rock Hill, which is about two and a half hours out of Atlanta, and that ends my Uganda adventure. I'm not ready to go. yeah, I'll be packed and stuff, but I don't want to leave. It didn't work out to stay longer, and I'm okay with that. it'll be good to get home and rest. This trip has been such an adventure, and I've learned a lot and grown a lot.

Okay. Laura and I have been at the fair since 1 this morning, and it's almost 3.Time to leave the internet cafe and go home. There are a few more things I have to blog about, so I'll post maybe one more time when I get home.

I love you.