Uganda is different from
anything I have seen before.
Its capital
Kampala is loud and polluted, and crowded and hectic. Pickpockets are
everywhere and as Mzungu you are a very flashy aim.
Using
public transport is still a challenge. You need to know exactly where you want
to go, how much the ride will be and at what moment to tell the driver to stop
(“Conductor, parking” is the magic sentence). It will most likely be crowded in
the Matatu and of course hot. Traffic jams are normal and 12 km from Nansana to
Kampala can easily take 2 hours. Sometimes they kick you even out, as a bigger group is waiting and you need to make space.
Crossing
the road is another challenge. The boda-bodas (scooters) appear out of a sudden
and cars, trucks and matatus come with an amazing speed. There are no traffic
lights or pedestrian walkways and you have to try your luck or find a local and
follow him/her across the street.
Power cuts
are regular and electricity can be gone for several hours. You have to prepare
yourself for showers in the dark, empty phone batteries and of course, think
about what is in the fridge. And if it appears during the day, you may work as
long as your laptop has battery.
There are a lot of restrictions in Uganda:
- don’t swim in the lakes (risk of bilharzia and other parasites),
- don’t use the water from the tap except for showering (risk of Cholera and other diseases),
- try not to be outside after sunset and don’t use public transport during the night (risk of rape and robbery),
- sleep under a mosquito net (risk of Malaria),
- avoid sex (risk of HIV),
- be careful with street food (risk of stomach problems) and of course,
- don’t fall in love with a mzungu hunter (risk of broken heart).
The truth is: it's not so bad :-)
All this
information is very intimidating and on my first day I really wondered what I
got myself into.
Even
though! 10 days have passed and Uganda
feels surprisingly good. After a first shock and deep breath, you realize, it’s
not that bad. Because of its people. They are incredibly friendly.
Children in the village of Kikooba |
Green countryside |
Most of the
people around Nansana speak good English and once you are used to the accent,
it is no problem to talk to people and children and get in touch. We already
know some of our neighbors and Nihia, our little Ugandan friend regularly shows
up in our kitchen and prepares meals, plays UNO and teaches us some new words
in Luganda.
After one
week we are able to manage some daily tasks with confidence and even speak
first words of Luganda.
I have
started with my project on Monday and together with UPA we are currently
assessing needs and defining first tasks.