Katja whom we had met in Kinigi gave us the address of a hotel in Kampala so when we got off the bus we had to negotiate a ride with two motorbike taxis. It was rush hour in Kampala so the streets were smokey and jam packed. The hotel was clean and cheap and we were able to get something to eat before we rushed out the door to see the jam session at the National Theatre. Katja sings with a jazz band so we were hoping to see her there. Unfortunately there was a talent quest going on and then the jam session started but most were reggae singers. We didn't manage to see Katja.
We contacted James and Vanja that had been in our gorilla trekking group and they were having a farewell dinner the next day and then flying to UK straight after it. With thoughts of our Mt Kenya trek coming up we decided to walk the 45 minutes to the restaurant and use our new African map programme to get us there.
There were several Norwegian and Ugandan colleagues and friends to see Vanja and James off. Vanja wrote a poem for each person there and gave away some of her things to each person. She is very talented being able to whip up a poem in a few minutes in a language that is not her mother tongue. We were given a blow up plastic ball with a map of the world on it.
Vanja's poem: Even though you are both better fit than me and raced me to the top
I find your company quite entertaining and nothing close to a flop
You are both two inspiring lot, I am glad I met you
We'll sure meet again
Take the globe, no use for it now.
It's been a pleasure, One I will treasure.
And again my only rhyme is insane
The trees in the city centre have dozens of Goliath storks nesting in them. They can be as big as a four or five year old child. The footpaths are white from their droppings and when it warms up it is pretty smelly.
A street side butcher shop.