Arriving in Uganda

I arrived via Rwanda ... a touch down and pick up stop in Kigali ...and back up and across a little to Entebbe arriving late Sunday evening.  Every time I visit there are new developments - no more walking across the tarmac, the terminal has been upgraded and we stayed 'inside' the whole way ... I was pinching myself, I am really here, to work here for 13 months, with an organisation I admire and respect the achievements of?  So, once my visa was sorted, and luggage was collected, I was free to walk through customs and be greeted by the heat of the night and the smells and sounds that are so uniqely Ugandan. 

John, the Head Driver and Betty, my PA (shared with Dr Anne) were there to warmly welcome me.  They shared news on the way - everyone eagerly waiting to greet me ... we would have to be careful on the roads the next morning as it was a 'walk to work' day - a protest at lack of action by the government on rising fuel prices and inflation - at least the security forces had calmed down and were hosing people rather than using rubber bullets and tear gas ... inflation is definately with some staples having doubled in price since January.

I stayed my first night at Dr Anne's home - she is the founder of Hospice Africa Uganda (her book 'Audacity to Love' is well worth reading to get a feel for the effort, stamina, and love it takes to establish such an organistion).  There are additions to Anne's home since I last visited, both in pets ... cats and dogs and children, Hannah and Ryan.

The next day is my first day at Hospice ... and as well as being welcomed by the whole 'hospice team' at prayers where we start the day with a hymn, a blessing and announcements, a rainbow greeted us ... as we dispersed for the day ahead. 

It is a couple of days of meeting many old friends and meeting new 'team' members ... and mixing of names and faces, although there are several Harriet's and Rosemary's and Godfrey's which helps me out a bit!  And Betty briefs me on administrative matters.

Betty and Zena

The day passes quickly and I'm taken to my apartment which feels indulgent to live in, yet at the same time, it is a lovely place to retreat to after the long day.  And I am grateful to be able to focus on the hospice durung the day, and simpy return home in the evenings.



Lovely ground floor apartment



my verandah!



view from apartment