After staying the night in the Entebbe Flight Hotel, we loaded into the vans and had the ride of our lives. Driving in Uganda is an adventure. I decided I’d breathe once I put my feet back on the dirt. Holding my breath beat the constant gasping for air. While driving, there is absolutely no personal space and no stop lights or stop signs. The roads have British style lanes (opposite sides of the road), but these lanes are really only suggestions. They drive and walk all over the road. Honking is the friendly communication of, “Hey, I’m here.” The drivers honk and pass blind while going over a hill. “Bike” lanes are part of the side road and are used by motorcycle taxis, bikes, pedestrians and vehicles too. Big trucks pass amazingly close to people walking, even very small children. Absolutely frightening!

We stopped in Kampala, Uganda at a mall with a Wal-Mart type of store called the Game. Phil picked up some things while we began absorbing the culture. Always aware that we had to stay together. Peter, his wife, Ken and Susan watched over us and the vans.

Coke is King in Sugar Cane

Coke is great in Uganda!

I had a bitter lemon drink that was very refreshing. It was a sparkling lemonade that had the taste of the lemon rind. Chuck got a bottle coke. THE OLD COKE made with real locally grown sugar cane. He let me have a sip. Yummy! It was delicious. Why can’t we have real Coke back home? The difference is astounding. Makes me want to grow sugar cane and make my own Coke.

Once Phil got the prepaid internet card and other things, we loaded back into the van for another breathless ride. Some of our team saw monkeys while on this road. The locals don’t like them. The monkeys eat their crops and are menaces, “worse than squirrels at home,” said Phil.

Ugandan Roadside Cook

Roadside cook

We stopped for fast food in Mabira Forest on the road to Iganga. The roadside in this spot in the forest had lots of people selling food. We were told to stay in the van and close the windows. The sellers mobbed the vans. Susan got out and negotiated the buying of food. This was amazing to watch.

I learned that since our skin is white, we are considered rich people. They call us muzungu, which is the word for the color white, but to them means rich people.

Through the windows, Susan handed us chicken on a stick, grilled bananas and bottled water. I’ve never had better tasting chicken. Take a look.

Ugandan Fast Food

Ugandan fast food

I Saw The Nile!

After eating our Ugandan style fast food, we started back down the road. We approached the Nile River and crossed the bridge. There were school children walking on the bridge and political signs posted on it.

School children walking across the Nile River bridge

Later we arrived in Iganga. The next post will be about our route to the missionary house through Iganga.

Seeing the Nile was something I never thought I’d do. Pretty cool. More pictures are uploaded on Facebook. Check them out.

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This post is part of the Living and Working on Mission Blog Series and you can read more about our trip in the previous Uganda posts. If you enjoyed it you may also like the Insights into Ministry & Leadership Series, the Spiritual Journey’s Gentle Nudges Series or the other Blog Series.

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