Call of the wild

The call of the wild is answered, and I’m back in East-Africa. While waiting for better days in Kenya, I’m still in Kampala in Uganda. Even if this is a temporary situation, it feels good to be working again. I have really missed preparing first aid work shops, drinking African tea, walking on dusty, red, roads, pole-pole, hot weather, enjoying fresh fruits, hanging around in a CHRISC office chatting with people, and travelling around on bumpy roads.

I hadn’t noticed how much I had missed everything until I was killing time at the airport in Amsterdam, waiting for the plane to Nairobi. Suddenly surrounded by a bunch of Kenyans, I started to smile, just looking forward to another exciting year, full of surprises.

Though I have to admit, almost reaching one month in Uganda, I am getting quite fed up with waiting for politicians to agree in Kenya. I am really looking forward to moving out of a hotel room, and into my own apartment, replacing dry white loaf with homemade brown bread (might be a bit ambitious, but should be able to bake at least one bread..). Letting a washing machine take care of my clothes, instead of me using many hours sweating, also seems quite tempting. Will be so good meeting all my Kenyan friends again, and get back to teaching the classes. Patience, patience..