Not so novel

Just a quick note before the weekend:

Despite being in a new town in Uganda I am finding that the novelty of African life has subsided. I fail to take notice of those details that were once so definitive. Therefore I am admitedly lacking in quality blog posting substance. It is strange how a small country in the middle of another continent can somehow become a home, where the customs and life are nearly as familiar to me as that in my own homeland.

I am still struggling through hotel life. Remember, there is no Sheraton or Radisson Hotel going on here - I stay in a basic, local hotel, where I am bathing from a bucket of hot water every morning, as I just cannot bare cold, early morning showers. My life is entirely my work right now and the one thing I long for more than anything is a good old Kampala aerobics class. I need to exert some energy! Eat and work. That's it. My most valued time of the day, as I have already shared with a few of you, are those few minutes I have to myself, under the mosquito net, listening to my discman before I pass out from exhaustion.

I am continually coming across old faces and I hope to make it up to Gulu in the near future to check on baby Kelly. I keep getting texts from various people, bragging that they have seen the little angel.

So that is it from me for today. Perhaps after some rest I will be able to find something better to share...

And pictures! I've barely taken any. That might have to wait until I can get to Kampala too, as I don't have the software on this computer.