So I've been in Kampala about 4 days now and its been interesting filled with both highs and lows. The transition is really hard. The food is especially hard for me to get used to especially this dish they call matouke(probably spelled wrong) which is mashed up plantains. My whole group is also supposed to be experiencing gastro-intestenal problems sometime next week so...something to look forward too.

The city itself is so beautiful. There are hills everywhere so now matter where you are in the city you have a view. You can also clearly tell that the more well off people live at the top of the hills and in the valleys are the slums.

The city is also so busy. Everywhere you go there are cars and boda bodas which are like motorcycles taxis...from what I've heard about 60% of people in hospitals are there because of boda boda accidents...so our program had forbidden us from riding. there is endless car honking and pedestrians have no right of way not even at the zebras (crosswalks).

From when the flight landed till now I find myself constantly comparing Kampala to my experiences in sudan and I might have to blog about that in more detail later but let me say that it is so different while being so much the same.

We had our drop off yesterday where we were sent out into the city with a partner for the first time by ourselves. It was scary only because there aren't really any street signs so its really hard to figure out where you're going at first but luckily you get used to it pretty quickly. Also the people here are so friendly and at times will even agree to walk with you where you are going if you don't know the way.

Sorry for the jumbled thoughts I've been writing this in a rush because I'm at an internet cafe and out of minutes but I'll write more on that soon to.