Category: Uganda
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Gulu
I don’t know what I expected. Something different. Something less ordinary. Two of us sat, on a Wednesday night, and watched people cautiously, nervously moving up and down the road in the flickering light of a garbage fire. An hour earlier we had been sitting on the flat rooftop of a run-down hotel, watching the…
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Falling for Fort Portal
I lost my heart in Western Uganda to a small town set amidst emerald tea fields in the blue shadow of the mountains of the moon. We travelled up from Kampala by bus on a hot, sticky summer’s day. The road wound up and up, past pampas fields and random felt until, slowly, we found…
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A night in Kampala
The first night in Kampala doesn’t really count. We only got in after midnight and then there was the long ride – with quick stop when the driver nearly broke the car going over a ditch – to the backpackers. We sat on the roof for a while, meeting each other for the first time,…