June is upon us yet the sun shines nowhere in this pasty land of trite expressions and petty bloggers. Time to eat an early, massive dinner to stalk up in case Africa runs out of food by the time Friday rolls around.
5/6 - Leave Portland
6/6 - Arrive Nairobi, haggle unsuccessfully with cab driver, decide to take chances with matatu transport, get lost.
15/6 - Find sokoni, buy new pair of (used) shoes, take bus to Kampala, Entebbe.
16/6 - Meet mother, teach Ugandans.
23/6 - Realize Ugandan children should be the ones teaching us, resign to a life of an ex-pat DRC hillbilly, try to live off land, starve, allow soul to migrate to African ancestral homeland.
So just a couple short weeks for entries. It sure is relaxing not having to worry about deadlines and such.
3 comments:
Son, if you wear your Obama shirt when stepping off the plane tomorrow in Nairobi, the matatu and taxi drivers will probably line up to offer you free rides. You bring news of hope and change to the kinsmen. Have a safe journey and carry our love and well wishes with you. Love, Mama
p.s. see you in 11 days!
I like that african itinerary; sparse, wild, yet probably as accurate a prediction as you could make. And it made me laugh out loud.
leif i wish u luck on your adventures over seas, i can't wait to see you when chance crosses our paths once again,
love, travis
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