Loving Africa

Today was one of those days where you realize you are in Africa and you're loving it. We made our first visit out to see the families and their homes for the Mosquito Net Distribution Project. Three grown men riding one motorcycle half an hour away down soupy mud trails. Good times to be had. To my surprise I had actually been here before.The village is called Kyongera. (pronounced Chyongera) The first house we arrived at was one that I visited on my first trip to Uganda. For those of us on that trip we refer to this house as the "Happy Door." The picture is self explanatory. This home actually belongs to a lady named Mary, who is called by everyone who knows of her "Man Power." She is such a hard working lady that everyone couldn't help but recognize it. She's a sweet older lady, who when she saw us coming proceeded to take us to each house on our list of the day. I've added photo's of a few of the homes. I think they speak for themselves. Most of them are the equivalent of a 20'x20' house. The majority of the houses have around 5-6 people living in them. It is customary here for the host to offer some sort of food to all guests who invitedly or uninvitedly show up at their home. So we left the village today with 29 eggs (amahuli), 4 stalks of sugar cane(ekikaka), and half a dozen large mango's, I can't recall what they are called right now. But, yes if you recall we are 3 grown men on 1 motorcycle, now equipped with enough food to feed an army. I wish I could of taken a photo of this sight. Moses, our driver, is a little bigger than me. He is sitting on the gas tank wearing my backpack full of eggs on his chest. I'm sitting in the drivers seat with my legs pushed back on the passenger foot pegs so as to not get in Moses' way of the gears. Baptist, pronounced Bopteest, is squished right behind me with his legs flailing everywhere. Baptist is about 6'2"I'd guess. And yes, right behind him is a sack full of chopped up sugarcane and mango's barrelling down a mud trail for half an hour. I am pleased to say that only 2 eggs were broken. What a day! Now last time I wrote about having to inform people that they were HIV positive. After talking to the nurse at the clinic she decided that she, with a counselor, would be the one to inform them. I must admit I was quite relieved. We on the other had, had the privilege of telling everyone whose results were negative. So we enjoyed many hallelujahs and small dance session!

Be blessed,

Chris