Treated to elaborate meals, I was impressed by how much I recognized the food. Their chapati was like our tortillas; rice both white and brown, and a version of reddish beef stew that kept me very happy.
We unloaded boxes of supplies at the Hospice in Uganda. After the first week and a half, we took in sites of the city, shopped in Kampala, lounged on the beach at Mombasa, dined in restaurants where the cats greeted us (this reminded me of Paris), and were treated to ceremonies in the forest country of our hosts. A time of great joy.
Probably, one of the most important highlights of the trip was when our director, Vickie Butcher was made a Queen Mother. Her dedication of years of bringing clean water to the villages and children of Africa was well deserved.
Having Vickie's grandsons and nephews (wearing blue T-shirts) De'Angelo, Raymond, and Garrett help with some of the heavy lifting meant a lot to the other travelers. Along with our team guide, Richard.
There was also a dress shop owner named Anne, who was so glad to have us visit (and Rev. Dee's fervent prayers), that she gave me two outfits! We made a donation to an HIV/AIDs Hospice in her name.
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