Sights and Sounds of Uganda

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Didn’t understand this sign post about Tourism Police. It is a sign by the Uganda Police Force on the road to Masaka past the equator.

 

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Eucalyptus Forest in the background

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Tea plantation in Lugazi town on the road to Jinja City

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Fire burning around a story telling circle

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Driving past a forest

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After the rains on a road to the village

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Driving through a swamp field

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Festive Season at Malls in the suburbs of Kampala City

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Mango fruits

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Down pour of rain and the greenery of the suburbs of Kampala City

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Kampala City at night

November

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Raining cats & dogs

It is the rainy season in Uganda and what that entails is a change of many things.

It rains like cats & dogs. There are a number of things that happen and eventually show the presence of the rain.

From transport, to crops, to people, to agriculture virtually everything changes

The landscape gets the feel of lushness. It turns into a gorgeous green.

The roads, the marram roads that is, get slippery but at least the end result is that dust settles down and there is less dust pollution.

For some reason people get happier. I am yet to find the reason why. Maybe because Christmas is around the corner and everyone can be joyful and merry as the year ends.

There are some areas when it rains, it gets flooded because this in the previous life time used to be a wet land.

In November, the other thing is that it is the green grasshopper season.

 

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It is a delicacy of sorts and to be honest it tastes just like prawns. After the grasshopper, has been caught and fried. It has a very rich source of protein.

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Source: https://thumbs.dreamstime.com/z/prawn-11979566.jpg

This is how the delicacy looks like ready to be eaten.

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source: http://kabiza.com/kabiza-wilderness-safaris/nsenene-grasshoppers-are-a-ugandan-delicacy/

Happy November to you too with love from Uganda

 

 

Kool and the Gang are coming to Tawo

Kool and the Gang!

Yes that musical brotherhood that encapsulates my childhood and wonderful memories are coming to Tawo.

So, Kool and the Gang are coming to Africa, specifically on November 12th 2016, they will be in Kampala, Uganda.

Under normal circumstances I would have gone to see them.

I made some errors of judgement vis a vie money. I lent several people money with a promise that I will get paid on 31st October 2016. It didn’t happen and they are not returning my calls. I feel very deflated and having been warned not to do it. I went on and did it. I went on and lent money.

So, I will miss Kool and the Gang.

I will not be around breathing the same air they are breathing.

I will not see and hear the sounds of my youth like

‘Get Down on It’

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qchPLaiKocI

‘Ladies Night’

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bLnUJQut-kc

I guess that is what life is about. If you are given lemons make lemonade out of the situation.

This is Uganda and welcome to Africa. Try and fit in so says Mother.

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Source: https://signedevents.com/uganda/kampala/kool-the-gang-live-in-ug/

 

 

Dating: Ugandan Style

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source: http://proggie.ug/events/lets-mingle-uganda-speed-dating/

Women:

In Ug, love is equated with how much you spend on a girl. The more you spend on her the more she feels and knows that you care for her and love her. This is what I was told by the second girl I went out on a date.

This is a very new concept to me. As a returnee that wants to make sure that each dime lasts I find dating an extremely expensive affair that is only one way. By this I mean me spending, spending with nothing to show for it but a terrible bank balance. Welcome to Africa I have been told many a time. I seriously need to find a solution around this issue.

Having said that, the ratio of women to men in Uganda is high. They are extremely beautiful. The word ugly doesn’t exist in the lexicon vis a vie Ugandan women.

They look good and carry themselves with aplomb and stature.

Everywhere you look you see beauty in abundance. With this beauty comes caution, namely be careful these beautiful ladies a number of them are HIV positive and the ARV’s are making them look good.

These women don’t want you they want your money. Once it is gone you are gone too.

These beauties have many more men you are like one in 10 that she’s seeing.

I am yet to hear something positive. It is as if the women folk are a different specie to us men folk. There’s nothing that they do right except look a whole lot hot and beautiful.

Hot Cake:

It took me awhile to realize that my friend was referring to me. You see I had been advised that as a returnee and looking around for a partner I need to be aware of the following.

Just keep the correct company and you will be fine. Remember that you are a hot cake.

Be very cautious with our young ladies. Everything is about money here and we are talking big bucks. Also a golden man (meaning one in his fifties) is going to watch out what generation you target for a wife!

But there are some older not married ladies in our circles who would make good wives and give you peace of mind. By the time I got this advice I had already dated two ladies and I had spent some money on them. Their demands of what they needed from me varied from a new Smart phone, to a new wardrobe of clothes, to starting a new business a chain of Pharmacies, transport to and from work and the clincher I love you we can start a family together.

To me I took this as aggressive marketing right. However, when I was describing this to a friend I was reliably informed that it is desperation and returnees are seen as the glimmer of hope that will ease their predicament.

How then can one avoid such ladies?

The kind that milk you dry and professing to love you

I am told that it is the passage of time and that one has to go through such ladies in the dating game before you find the one.

The one, not the one to marry or be your partner, rather the one that will swipe you clean, professing her love for you, promising you a baby and then you would have evolved into a true returnee. I didn’t like what I was hearing and I made my views known. I had to short change this process immediately and I didn’t know how but I sure wasn’t going to be wiped clean. I couldn’t afford it financially nor could I afford it sanity wise.

The thing returnees have to undergo in the process of being immersed in the host country culture can be intimidating to say the least.

The more I paid more attention to the women folk the scarier I got.

Advice given was scary.

The caution given was scary.

Even fellow women spoke about their fellow ladies in such a way that I was left more petrified to say the least.

How then can one avoid such ladies?

I don’t know. But this much I know. I am not going to fall victim of them ladies that milk me dry.

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source: Google.com

To Be Continued….