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I have been in constant motion since I left Loren on Friday morning at 6AM. Had a fabulous time with Loren: dusty, fabulous camping safari and gorgeous, chilled-out, relaxing beachtime. So good to see someone from home and hear all the gossip, chitchat about all and chitchat about nothing. I wish more of you would come and visit! But, sadly, I have no takers for India, except maybe Wendy.......... (fingers crossed).
Uganda and Rwanda –An Impromptu Trip December, 2004
Lasulo2006-01-06 18:08:45
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loud music or annoying movies - allelujah!). After we crossed the border into Kenya at 8PM, the bus staff decided it was time to show four kung fu movies in a row at a decibal level just below the point where some could go legally insane. First, Jet Li in Bodyguard from Beijing, which was badly dubbed in English. He delivered scintillating lines like, "I am not afraid of death. It is my job," with absolutely no emotion whatsoever. Second, Chuck Norris gave a heartwarming performance (well, compared with Jet Li, but than again, a corpse could give a better performance than Jet Li) in Delta Force 2. The next two movies just got worse with no stars I could name but they certainly killed loads of people. I was wishing one of them would jump out of the screen and kill me at that moment. No one on the bus seemed to care that the movies continued until 2AM. What is wrong with them???? One thing I have noticed about Africans is that there can be the most hideous noise on the bus (read: feedback, out of tune radio, blaring kung fu movie, etc), and they will never go to the bus driver and tell him, "Oh my god, turn it down!!" But, God forbid, a window is open, than all hands are rushing to shut the offending wind that may blow off someone's wig (many women here wear wigs). It was torture. I then had three more days of bus journeys where the buses and roads got worse. Nightmare.
3. Border Crossings Border crossings are the worst at the best of times. This is what happened during my Tanzanian to Kenya border crossing. We arrived at the border at 8PM so it was dark which is NEVER a good thing. This border crossing was a major one and was extremely busy. The bus dropped us off at the Tanzanian side and took off. I trudged to the immigration building and got my exit stamp for Tanzania. Then I had to go through the gate into what is called No Man's Land. This is the area between borders; it can be anywhere
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Uganda Gallery
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Rwanda Gallery
Diann (Canada), 2006-06-02 18:39:05