My last two weeks in Uganda went too quickly. One moment I was lying in my bed talking to Molly about how I had two weeks left and the next I was getting in a taxi whilst saying bye to her.

To be honest I kept putting off packing because I knew if I did then it would turn very real the fact that I was leaving. Plus the thought of packing all my stuff into my bag made me feel very stressed out.

The weekend before my last I went back to Jinja (again) to say goodbye to my friends who live there. I had a really good weekend. My friend, Daniel Reid, has his own volunteer charity and he took me to one of the projects he runs which is a babies home in Iganga. When he invited me, I thought that I would find it hard just because i know that these little children don't have any family. However, that was not the case at all. The orphanage was beautiful and the children were sooo happy! There are about 28 of them all together and the age range is 7months to 5years. They stay at the home and go to nursery there and then when they are old enough to go to school the home finds them a good boarding school.

The garden was cool; it had a massive playground with swings, round abouts and slides.

So for about two hours I played with them all and I had so much fun! They were great. I felt like they had a proper home and they were very well looked after. When I left I was really happy I had gone, however it made me think about what my family has done for me and how lucky I am to have them. Some of the children's reasons for being there are heartbreaking, but they are in very capable, happy hands and will grow up in a safe environment.

During the week Molly and I had so many people to say goodbye to! From the boda man who drove is around everywhere to the children we taught at our old school.

We went to visit Hanningthone and his brother to tell him that we were leaving and we had a massive photo shoot with them it was really funny. We did the same with Joseph and his family, the teachers and Rachel's family. Basically, Molly and I were models for a week ;)

Suddenly the last day of school came. Typically a preacher came and disrupted the whole morning so Mol and I didn't actually do anything. However during lunch and after things picked up.

Our last meal wasn't posho! We had rice, irish potatoes and beans, the teacher had set up a wee table for us and everything. Teacher John made a lovely speech about us and the work we have done, and for the first time it actually hit me that we were leaving. They also gave us a little present, one of which was a bag of Lugazi Sugar: "every time you have some tea you will remember us" it was a lovely, thoughtful gift.

Whilst we were packing Molly and I decided that we wouldn't be taking all our clothes with us so we were going to give them to the primary 6 class. The only fair way we could do this was asking a question and the first pupil to raise their hand and answer the question could come up and choose an item of clothing. Luckily we had enough for one for each child. We had a brilliant time doing this and the children were amazing! They found black tights hilarious. Then we were back to taking pictures with all our children for the last time.

The time came to board a taxi to Kampala for the last time, waving goodbye to the children.

I had a relatively busy weekend which made the time pass even quicker. Even when i was saying goodbye to my friends I still wasn't convinced that I was going home. It came to the last night and it still didn't feel like it. Then I said goodbye to Molly and my heart sank, I was actually leaving...

The time that I have spent in Uganda has been the best of my life so far, I have learned about a new country, its culture and people. I have also learned a lot about myself. There have been so many ups and downs to my year but I have loved every single minute of it. I am so grateful to the people who helped and loved me and made Uganda my home.

Of course my time away wouldn't have been what it was without Molly. Two years ago, if you told me that I would have to live in a random country with a random girl I would have told you to get on your bike. However that random girl turned out to be Molly Asher and she could not have been anyone more perfect. A massive thank you to her and all the times she listened to me rant, get angry and eventually contradict everything I ranted and got angry about. She looked after me when I got sick and was a constant source of amusement. We have created so many memories together that I am never going to forget. I pure luv ya ken pal?

"Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born."