Chaos in Kampala Kampala is like Rome. In that both cities were founded and eventually developed around and over seven hills. And that is where the comparison's end. Almost. But not quite. Rome's drivers are terrible. Kampala's would probably show the the Roman's a thing or two about traffic, driving……and surviving! The roads in Kampala are small, not maintained AT ALL and designed for about a thousandth of the number of vehicles that are there now. There is...

We are travelling to above all, learn new things; in new places. What a better thing to do, than learn how to white water kayak. On the mighty Nile to boot! We were not going to go rafting down the Nile, so lets learn to kayak instead! "Are you comfortable? Does it feel right?" Are all good questions. But not to a novice buoyed with ignorant enthusiasm. But I didn't have the foggiest notion about what is comfortable in a whitewater kayak. Nor did I hav...

Recipe for a school shower You want to wash? OK, take one of the camp's water bowls. You know the ones. They are the ones where you wash the cutlery and crochery after each meal, or where you wash your clothes, or where you wash your hands. Now pour in the water. Only three quarters mind. As you will have to carry it somewhere dark, quiet and secluded. The stronger you are, then the more water you can carry. You will get stronger if you want a longer wash. To...

Deaf kids…what? Huh? Any white face in an all African community is always going to attract attention. But, at an African primary school, new arrivals are like magnets for the curious. And practically every child is curious about you. "Mzungu! Mzungu! How are you? What is your name? I am fine", all comes out in one breathless voice. When you first arrive on a Monday morning, the truck that brings you is surrounded by kids and you quickly learn that &...

All in a days work..painting, etc We pitched our "pocket hotel" just outside the room where all the volunteers slept/ate/cooked/socialised/lived and did this little tent not just bring out the curious. School starts early in Africa. By 0730 most kids are already there. So it was never a surprise to wake up and hear the crowd outside. A rustle or stir from us would produce animated converation amongst themselves! Translated from the Ugandan… Child 1...