Well here we are, two weeks into this great adventure to Uganda. I’d like to say things were becoming more normal, but I think it’s likely to be a while before we can say that with any sincerity! It’s still strange to hear unusual bird calls, and to see boda boda motorbike taxis transporting anything from giant pieces of furniture, to pieces of sugar cane that span the entire width of their lane. It’s peculiar that it will be Christmas day in one week’s time, and yet the sun is beating down and the weather is warm. Gradually Uganda will become our home, and these things that seem strange will become normal, but for now every day has something new to discover.
Here we are, safe and sound in our beautiful house in Kampala, surrounded by unusual birds, insects, and even the odd monkey! It is going to take a while to get used to the unusual sounds, sights and smells of this vibrant city. Already our tiled floor has a tinge of the red dust that swiftly coats everything here, even after mopping it only yesterday. We’re told it won’t take us long to stop noticing it. I enjoy the brief moment after a shower, when my feet are scrubbed back to their normal colour for a small window of time.
It is an absolute privilege to be part of a wonderful church here in Totton, in the UK. It is an honour to have such amazing, caring and loving friends and family. But it makes it all the more difficult to say goodbye.
In seven weeks we will be leaving the UK for Uganda – that sounds remarkably close all of a sudden! We’ve been locked in a whirlwind of activity for a few weeks, and so I thought now would be a good time to give a general update on where we’re up to and how our preparations are going. So without much further ado…
Sunday is fast approaching, and with it an opportunity to throw open the doors to our house, lay out our possessions and offer them for sale to the viewing public. We’ve advertised, sorted, dusted and cleaned, and now we’re hoping to raise enough money to buy a few of the essential bits and pieces we’ll need to start life in a new country.
Or so we thought.
It was a Thursday morning. I woke to the unfamiliar sights, sounds and smells of another hotel room in another part of the country; Peterborough to be precise. A few weeks ago, my wonderful sister-in-law Sarah had startled us with the fantastic news that a group of 11 to 13 year olds at a big Christian conference, Faith Camp, would be raising money to help send us on our way to Uganda through the sales of t-shirts. Would we like to come and speak about what we would be doing?
Yesterday I got an amazing email! After a week of intensive technical training concluding with a big exam, I found out that I had passed. This is great news as it is one step closer to getting my full B1 aircraft license. It’s the start of a two-year process that will allow me to not only sign out all the Ugandan based MAF aircraft from an avionics point of view, but also to sign out the airframe and engine side as well. This is a great advantage not only for me, but for MAF as well. Continue reading