There is really nothing more special than meeting a Ugandan acquaintance and have her say to me,"You are looking good! You are fat!" Uganda is not for the ones with low self-esteem.
As we were stuck in a jam, heading to Oasis and Garden City, I said to Apollo, Anna and Andrew, "Now I feel like I am in Uganda!" Jam Jam Jam.
A few things that have changed. There are very few street hawkers with newspapers or other wares to sell on the side of the road. The businesses are now being forced to be 8m back from the road so there is a distance between the streets and the shops. If you are one of the unlucky ones to have a business close to the road, you get a letter informing you that you are too close and then they bulldoze your place. Some places are completely cleared and others are still piles of rubble that others are now using to set up their wares to sell. But the jam... that will never change.
I had to go to the mall (ugh) to get myself a couple of shirts to wear until my luggage arrives. I also asked Andrew to buy me a pair of flipflops for around the house. He and I have the same size feet so while I was looking at shirts, he went to Bata to buy a pair. They are size 12 and would probably fit Corey. Hopefully I won't trip over them over the course of my stay!
I did manage to find two light weight cotton shirts in the men's section at Nakumatt. All the women's stuff was thick or bouffanty or in such incredible colour combinations that even I thought they were too much. A plain black and a plain beige to wear with my one black and beige skirt that will be all I wear until my clothes arrive.
Hopefully that will be tomorrow.
It doesn't feel like I have been away.
I do need some sleep though. Tomorrow there should be more to talk about as I am going underwear shopping. That is always fun. Good night!
