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First full day

I've learned a few things during this short time here
1. Ugandans do not view time like we do lol. We were supposed to leave for 11 or 12 but didn't get out of here till 2. Ugandans don't really rush about like we do. There's no time schedule just a "round about" time. It's so laid back and there doesn't seem to be much stress at all about sticking to a schedule. It's kinda nice.
2. I want a motorbike. Not like a harley but a bike like the ugandans have. Everyone has them around here. They fit up to three grown men in one bike. I think it would be neat to ride around Thibodaux on one of these. I'd save on gas :)
3. Red dirt stains. My hands are a " I stayed in the tanning bed a little too long" shade of orange. The dirt is a beautiful deep burnt orange. Picture do not do it justice.
4. It's not "as hot as Africa". The weather has been really nice and I am not dying of heat stroke.
5. I don't NEED all the stuff I have. Life here is so simple. Family and friends are what matter. I think we Americans can learn a lot from our African friends.
6. You really don't necessarily need traffic lights, stop signs or lines in the road. The roads are nuts. Trucks and vans and motorbikes weaving in and out. It controlled chaos.


With all the awesome experiences I've had so far there's still the incredible burden that is the reason we are here.
Mandy just told me that while we were on the bus tonight they saw a little 4 year old boy on side the road. We were stopped so they were able to watch him for a while. People just walked by him and no one did anything. It was nighttime and mandy called Geoffrey ( bishops eldest son) over and asked what was going on. Geoffrey said he was an orphan and that there was no one to take care of him. Mandy asked what was going to happen with him and and Geoffrey said he would probably die. Geoffrey said that this is normal and happens all the time. One of bishops sons was actually brought into the family like this. He is 20 and told me today that he doesn't know who his mom and dad are and that they probably died from the war. He was found on the streets by bishop and they have become his family, his parents. To actually know and be friends with a person who shared this same story as the little boy on the street and yet make it, puts so much into perspective. There are children everywhere here. Every home has at least 2 or 3 children in the yard. And so many more that are like this little boy. It grieves me to know that this is happening in 2013. We are so blessed friends, so blessed. I've had to fight back tears today as we road through the country. It's all so humbling.
I'm sitting here in the hotel trying my best to put into words what I've experienced and yet I know I'm falling so short. I can't imagine how in going to explain the orphanage.

Tomorrow we will be going to the market to get souvenirs, to lake Victoria, and then to church I'm going to try to upload a video of today. I hope it works.

Love fromAfrica,
Lacey

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