So after 30+ hours of bus, plane, and taxi travel, we made it safely to Kampala, along with all of our baggage and in desperate need of a shower and bed. Tricia and I start work at the clinic on Monday. We met our supervising physician (those of you from Memorial, think a British version of Dr. Walsh, not in appearance but in personality/bedside manner) on Saturday briefly. Meanwhile, Tricia’s sister has been showing us around the city. It’s been an experience. Many pot holes, people driving on the left side of the road, bodas (motorcyles) transporting people or really anything including large quantities of long metal poles, crazy drivers (I never want to drive here), warm sun, red dirt, beautiful flowers and views of the city, power outages, mosquito nets, African church service, an outdoor craft market, more ethnic food (non Ugandan or American) here than in the States. Well I’ll try to write more this week and upload some pictures. Next weekend we go on a 3 day safari up and down the Nile. I can’t wait, but I don’t want to run into any hippos.