mzuri sana

I have tried and tried my sunburnt little tail off, but it looks like I will not be able to upload a single photo for you while I'm here. This breaks my heart quite a bit, because I want to be sharing all my stories with you in real time. Or at the very least backing up my files. Trust, if there ever was a possibility, I have exhausted it.

I'll try again when we get to Kampala, Uganda, next week. It's a huuuge city, (the capitol I believe) and I'm sure there is at least one decent computer to be found there.

My Dad is coming here in a few days, along with both my siblings, in time for Christmas. Hey hey.

In the meantime, dude, I'm just chillin. I'm learnin Swahili - I have no choice. I'm exploring the vast hilly areas surrounding my grandmother's farm, with the help of my cousins, who pick for me the ripe guavas and berries that we pass. Helping out with chores. I'm taking pictures like a damn fool. Getting made fun of all the time. Little kids in the village pointing at me excitedly, "Mzungu! Mzungu!" (I'll kick you 20 shillings if you can find the translation for that one.) Giving away everything I brought. Getting 'new' things on market day.

And I'm still happy and I'm still healthy, but I'm straight counting the seconds until that luck runs out.