There are no official public taxis in Biiso that go to Masindi, even though it’s a major town. The local people here get around by using cars that masquerade as buses. And what I mean by that, is that if you decide to take one, you will be one of 9 people squeezed into a […]
May 11, 2012
Blimey what a crazy couple of days, I’m not even sure where to start. People I was sceptical about have surprised me and those I thought I could rely have disappointed me. First Revelation: My “new Boda friends” Musindi and Mukaali are one such example and they are now in my bad books. I honestly was […]
May 11, 2012
They insisted on coming and I was so delighted they did. As my gear was being loading into the white pick-up truck at camp, I walked into the kitchen to say my goodbyes. “The whole gang is coming to see you off. We are going to push you,” Carol said grinning at me. “Oh fantastic!” […]
May 6, 2012
The last few days I’ve been saying my farewells to my dear friends who have made me so welcome in Budongo. Moses kicked off the beginning of the week, it felt odd to say goodbye but I do I hope I might see him at the lake. He has promised to visit when he goes […]
May 6, 2012
The last week has felt like an eternity. I’ve been worried about whether I would ever see my $175 again. When I handed over the cash to Vector Control Division for camp fees I never expected I would be asking for it back. Many friends, and family have all expressed their doubts about whether I’d […]
May 6, 2012
The road to Biiso is remarkably smooth. You notice when your teeth are no longer chattering driving along a Ugandan road. The potholes have been filled and the road flattened – it’s one of the main routes used by large oil trucks heading to Lake Albert. Our white pick-up truck cruised along speedily with Zephyr […]
May 12, 2012
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