Carol invited Noah and I to go to a wedding with her on Saturday. I met Noah at the school a little before 4, and we walked down to Bunga and got a taxi to take us into Kampala. There we would go to a taxi park and find Carol and her son. Well, Noah got a little confused on which park to meet at, so we spent about 20 minutes walking around downtown Kampala. It was neet to be able to look into some of the shops there. We finally find the correct one and asked around to figure out which taxi we needed to get into. We figured it out and climbed on in. Carol, Noah, and I got in the back row. Carol's son Ashely sat in the row infront of us. I was smart and had a water in my bag. Carol knew that I would, and instantly said "hey, I want some of your water". I knew I would be thirsty too, so we decided to buy a water if someone walked by. Noah was by the window and bought the water. After closer inspection... there is no way this water was safe, and we referred to it as "the typhoid water" and made fun of Noah for the rest of the day because of it. I then decided, let's all get a pop, because those are safer. I got us four, and we all enjoyed. While we are driving to the place, we leave the main road and it gets VERY dusty. I luckily had a scarf in my bag to cover my head and nose. Carol climbed under with me. We were laughing the whole time. People in the taxi looked back to see what we were doing because we were making so much noise.
When we got to the wedding it was about 6ish. I made predictions we would eat around 9:00, Noah told me it would be 7 at the latest. It was 9:30. I have gotten good at their African time. At the school we refer to it as "African time or real time". The teachers laugh every time as they ask each other. Carol went to the latrine for a short call. When she came back she said, "those were nice!" Well... about that. I went later on... 1. no light. 2. still just a hole in the ground with TP and a jerrycan of water. 3. one stall had the TP on the ground. 4. it was tiny which makes squatting awkward. While I was in there, Carol says to me, "Hey you lady (her usual start of a conversation to me), you don't use that jerrycan of water in there, that is for those who cover their heads. come out here and use this sink" I still have no idea what she meant by that, but what Momma Carol says, I do. The rest of the reception was very nice. The gifts are brought directly to the bride and groom while music is playing and the person takes it up to them dancing. I ended up getting back to the seminary at about 11:45pm.
Sunday we went to Namugongo http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Namugongo
We went as a school. About 60ish kids and a handful of teachers. We went to an outdoor mass that lasted about 3 hour. Then it POURED on us. Then we ate :). When we got back to school the teachers and I decided to go down to a local bar and have a few drinks. A 16oz beer is about $1.10. Good price!
Today Bernard took me down to his place to play with his bukoko (chicks). They were so cute and fluffy and I loved them! While we were down there a many that often times sells shirts to Bernard came up to talk to us. While I was taking pictures, he said he wanted his taken.
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