January 31 – February 3:
When we bought our tickets from India to Uganda, we thought that saving several hundred dollars each on the fares justified leaving at 4:30 a.m., changing planes twice, and spending almost six hours in the Nairobi airport. In retrospect, that may not have been our wisest decision, but we (and all our luggage!) made it to Kampala exhausted, but in one piece.
During our journey, we noticed that quite a few people were staring at us (you don’t see many pairs of white women traveling from India to Uganda). We decided that they probably thought we were nuns, so we’ve decided to form our own order. We’re thinking about the Daughters of Clarity, but we may go with the Sisters of the Immaculate Contraction. Other suggestions are welcome.
In Kampala, we’re staying at the Mosa Courts, where we stayed on our first trip to Uganda. What our two-bedroom, two-bathroom apartment lacks in décor and charm, it makes up for in size, which is nice because we will be here for a while. We also have a full kitchen, and after a month of traveling, we were thrilled (sad, but true) with our excursion to the supermarket and subsequent tuna sandwich lunch. We have also been scouring the city, buying out the limited supply of Diet Pepsi.
On Monday, we start the first of three training sessions for Ugandan magistrates, so we have spent most of our time preparing for the sessions. In doing so, we have read through a number of judgments (opinions) written by the magistrates. In one, we found our new favorite ambiguous pronoun example:
The complainant saw the accuseds come to her bedroom and one of them tried to touch her breasts. She shouted for her husband, and he came into the house and tried to grab them, but went for his gun and the accuseds escaped.
We assume the husband was trying to grab the attackers, but then again, maybe not.
1 comment:
It is hard to believe that you are already in Uganda. I love the Daughter of Clarity. You could also be the Immaculate Writers.
~ Jaspreet
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