B2P – Day 1 – Made it to Alvima – “Executive Accomodations”

WE MANAGED TO GET SOME CONTENT UPLOADED TODAY. WE ARE NOW OPERATING FROM A SIM CARD AND THE DATA IS VERY SPOTY. ENJOY THE CONTENT TODAY, BUT DO CHECK IN AGAIN TOMORROW TOO

Finally the team unites! After travelling well over 20 hours to get here, it is safe to say everyone was tired but excited.

We caught up over scrambled eggs and sausage, and  prepared for the days drive to Kampala.

Becky making friends with Derek and Greater at the Bougainuiviller Hotel.

Above is most of the team ready to depart this morning. From left to right; Jenny, Winnie, Silvia, Jeremy and Fred. Departure time at 8am, today we will be travelling from Kampala to Mbale, and then onto Kapchorwa to our destination, Alvima Hotel.

All 3 toyotas seem to have passed Fred’s rigorous safety inspection ! Thumbs up from the team

These two studs smiling after a much needed restroom break

Dave S checking on the freshness of the bread.  The Aussie has brought some Vegemite for the Yanks to taste…….he also brought some Tim Tams to sweeten the deal

The road to Mbale has flooded out in this region. Actually, the flooding had caused deaths in this region at its peak 3 weeks ago. The knee height water in some areas has attracted some of the neighborhood kids.

The BEASTS African Spirit are still in high spirits after hours of traffic

Late Lunch ! Chicken Skewers, Fish Tacos, and fried goodies.

After a celebratory beer and a quick kick of soccer, Mike J, David C, David S and Fred M explored the local area around Alvima, and greeted the local community. After having brief language lessons from some enthusiastic community members, we settled on ‘muembe’ as meaning ‘hello’. We walked the street waving and yelling ‘muembe’, which was followed by hysterical laughter from children.

We were later corrected from a thoughtful local that ‘muembe’ actually meant ‘mango’, and hello was slightly different as ‘mulembe’.

The hysterical laughter from the children makes more sense now, considering 3 Muzungu’s (foreigners) were walking down the street waving and saying ‘mango mango’.