"When you’ve acquired a taste for dust,
The scent of our first rain,
You’re hooked for life on Africa
And you’ll not be right again
Till you can watch the setting moon
And hear the jackals bark
And know that they’re around you,
Waiting in the dark.
When you long to see the Elephants,
Or to hear the coucal’s song,
When the moonrise sets your blood on fire,
You’ve been away too long.
It’s time to cut the traces loose
And let you’re heart go free
Beyond that far horizon,
Where your spirit yearns to be."
But guess what, i've only been to Uganda...oh, hahha...am actually born in Uganda! But i find everything that Emily writes about so true in Uganda as well. Therefore, allow me to use Uganda as a sample to talk about "Life in Africa"-by Peter Akankwatsa.
Well well, to start with -a journey to Eastern Uganda... it was fun! From the crowded traffic of the city, too much noise from every corner, the hot air during the day & the hot nights, the dust sitting with us at our work desks plus the smell of it pushed out by desktop computer funs... obvious gestures of relief wore our faces and the thirst for fresh air away from the polluted city, the for cool breeze in the country side gave us more energy to wake up on an early Saturday morning, plus the need to meet friends on the other side-Watoto church was our randevu (my friends; Charles, Thea & Michelle) and off we hit the road to Tororo.
The Uganda "Highway Code is only violated in the city but man, we were packed in the taxi twice the number the ministry of works and transport allows for a matatu. Worse still, it seemed normal for the passengers so we blended in, it was worse as we went deeper in the country side. And for the motorcycles, it was fun coz they don't have speed limits... We hit the road from Tororo town to Malaba, Uganda boarder with Kenya, and men-for a moment i thought i was flying on the road!
We headed for Palisa the next day, hey...the adventure begins! In a packed matatu, on a muram road with hills & valleys a long the way. The sight of women riding bicycles with their babies on their backs, the kids shouting to cars along-side the road, all made the whole road trip live. The flat lands, quite environment, the burning sun & hot air...it was an experience. The killer one came when we reached Palisa town, and we jumped on a pick-up truck. At our friend's grad. party we tested the feel of family. Justine (a STEMer with FOCUS Uganda) was celebrating his degree achievement with his family. Later that evening, it was fun again back on our pick-up track. We joined with more other friends (Kristine, Sofie, Enos, Moses) Singing on top of our voices, the winds browing us hard finally cooled us down a long the way! Early Monday morning we hit the road back to K'la. It was fun!!!
The scent of our first rain,
You’re hooked for life on Africa
And you’ll not be right again
Till you can watch the setting moon
And hear the jackals bark
And know that they’re around you,
Waiting in the dark.
When you long to see the Elephants,
Or to hear the coucal’s song,
When the moonrise sets your blood on fire,
You’ve been away too long.
It’s time to cut the traces loose
And let you’re heart go free
Beyond that far horizon,
Where your spirit yearns to be."
But guess what, i've only been to Uganda...oh, hahha...am actually born in Uganda! But i find everything that Emily writes about so true in Uganda as well. Therefore, allow me to use Uganda as a sample to talk about "Life in Africa"-by Peter Akankwatsa.
The Uganda "Highway Code is only violated in the city but man, we were packed in the taxi twice the number the ministry of works and transport allows for a matatu. Worse still, it seemed normal for the passengers so we blended in, it was worse as we went deeper in the country side. And for the motorcycles, it was fun coz they don't have speed limits... We hit the road from Tororo town to Malaba, Uganda boarder with Kenya, and men-for a moment i thought i was flying on the road!
We headed for Palisa the next day, hey...the adventure begins! In a packed matatu, on a muram road with hills & valleys a long the way. The sight of women riding bicycles with their babies on their backs, the kids shouting to cars along-side the road, all made the whole road trip live. The flat lands, quite environment, the burning sun & hot air...it was an experience. The killer one came when we reached Palisa town, and we jumped on a pick-up truck. At our friend's grad. party we tested the feel of family. Justine (a STEMer with FOCUS Uganda) was celebrating his degree achievement with his family. Later that evening, it was fun again back on our pick-up track. We joined with more other friends (Kristine, Sofie, Enos, Moses) Singing on top of our voices, the winds browing us hard finally cooled us down a long the way! Early Monday morning we hit the road back to K'la. It was fun!!!
Kids runnin after our pick-up ride that evening...was very hard to get them give up! Dust would cover them but they insisted on climbing the car...Kids!
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