After my short episode in jail the last few days have been somewhat less exciting. On Saturday Moses and another field assistant from Budongo, Dominic made a trip to Biiso to surprise me. It was lovely to see them both. Although I half suspect the visit was an excuse for Moses to borrow a motorcycle […]
May 18, 2012
The door to Masindi Prison is grey, heavy and made of steel. I lifted the door knocker outside and banged hard, after a few seconds I heard the jangling of keys and the sound of a bolt sliding across a latch. The door swung open to reveal a smartly dressed guard wearing a red beret […]
May 17, 2012
The area I’m in has been plagued by cholera for more or less a month now. The worst of it is in the villages which lie along the lake’s shore including Bugoigo (remember camp Guan-Tanna-mo!) but there have been a few cases here in Biiso. Once again a lot of people are blaming the Congolese […]
May 16, 2012
There have now been two incidents in my life where time has momentarily stood still and the preceding seconds after have happened in slow motion. A much as I love The Northerner it wasn’t when we met on our first date. The first incident was 20 years ago. I was walking down a steep residential […]
May 14, 2012
Kalegeja is only 4km from Biiso. The road there is quiet and discreet and the village is tiny. Everyone knows everything about each other and the accepted practice of pit-sawing is seen as one man’s way of overcoming poverty and providing for his family. The Budongo Forest is on their doorstep, and the reserve is […]
May 12, 2012
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 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 23, 2012
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