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Random observations about Uganda
1. The people here are absolutely gorgeous. The women are some of the most beautiful women I have ever seen in my life and the men are so handsome. Their skin is like porcelain. And their smiles are gorgeous.  Everyone could be a model 

2. They work hard. The manual labor is intense. Everything is done by hand. The staff at both of our hotels mop with a towel with their hands. They bend over the entire time. First they mop with a soapy towel and then they dry the floor with another. 

3.  The food is really good.  We eat a lot of fruit and everything has no preservatives so its all natural. There are bananas everywhere and they taste like candy. I wish I could bring some home with me. The hotel cooks some kind of rice and gravy that has a lot of the same favors from back home. There's this bread called chipota that's like a fried flat bread that's really good.  the beef I ate at the bishops house the other day was very gamey. I think it's because it was a wild cow  and also their animals aren't injected with all the hormones that we use for our animals. 

4. There really are goats and cows everywhere. We have dogs and cats, they have goats and cows. I've only seen two dogs since I've been here. They are randomly tied up in yards and on side of the rad or just walking around. 

5. There are more homes without electricity and running water than there are that have them. When we are riding back to the hotel it's literally pitch black. The lights from the bus will show people walking and sitting in front of their homes and when the bus passes they are left there just sitting in the dark. I don't know how they see to get around.  We complain when we have to use gallon jugs of water for hurricanes for only a week or so and these people live this way every day. We are so spoiled. 

6.  Everywhere you look is a picture. A little boy walking a bicycle three times his size with yellow water jugs on the back, a lady standing In a field dressed in African dress holding a stick, a group of children wide eyed and smiling sitting on side of the road, a woman walking down a dirt road balancing a bundle on her hear. It's all like a scene in a movie or a portrait in a studio. 

7.  It rained twice while we were hear and 600+ children running around makes for very muddy ground

8. Life is so is simple here but yet so hard. I've learned that I really don't need ll the things I use on a daily basis to survive. I believe there's goodness in simplicity and I want to make my life more simple when I get back home. If god has taught me anything while I, here is tht I need to be less stressed and more connected with him. I worry about the most unimportant things. I know I will be a difference person when I get home. I've seen to much to stay the same. I wonder how this will all work out. How will I return to work knowing what I know. How these children are living.  My life back home so mundane and frivolous. I have faith god will help me but I know it will be a transition. 


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