Camped in Kampala.
A long bus ride later, I arrived in Kampala. Winding though plush, rich lands; fertile, green and hilly- through tea plantations, rice plantations, open fields, maize crops, tropical forest. Past Baboons, past basketball courts, past sugar factories, past banana plants, then through the border, where the guards welcomed me into the country with a handshake. Oddly and beautifully the ‘flip’ between Kenya and Uganda was noticeable. The Ugandan side seemed more open, less cultivated, and less populated. And as darkness crept in, we caught a sunset which hued the sky with amber. I am excited to be in Uganda; for its scenery, its people, its possibilities.