Thursday, February 16, 2012

Bombardment

Ladies and Gentlemen,
                So we’ve gone out for a nice meal as a family. We go to this restaurant with the most amazing view of the lake and we are just sitting there soaking it all in. we order the food while its still light but because most of the restaurants here take quite a while to serve it ends up being dark by the time we get the food. No problem. The food is delicious. I had rib with garlic naan bread (heavenly) most of us had rib or something like it. (Ok backstory. There are these things called Lake Flies that live here and let’s just say that they can be quite numerous. They have bodies like any other flying insect and their tails (I know that’s not scientific language but go with it) look like that of larvae. Oh, and did I mention we were close to the lake…) well as we are having our nice dinner we just start getting bombarded by these Lake Flies. Quite interesting, or gross, depending on your terminology. And the trouble with rib is that it comes in that sticky, though delicious, sauce… yeah. So we’re being hit by these Lake Flies and randomly one will land on your plate and stick and its tail will just start wiggling (too much? Sorry). It wasn’t too bad though. The meal was delicious. And it was kinda fun cause you’re always jumping whenever one hits you in the back of the head. It made it an experience.
The animals (and bugs) here are crazy. I don’t know if I mentioned earlier in another blog but there are blue bees here. And spiders, and snakes, and really cool animals as well. Right now, as I’m sitting writing this, I am looking and there are swallows (a wild guess. I have no idea what bird) flying around, sometimes a couple feet above me building their nests. There are also a mass of other birds that we see throughout the day. If you are a bird watcher you should come to Uganda. If you are not a bird watcher you should also come to Uganda. (I put that last part in there because I didn’t want to isolate all the non-bird watchers… which includes me. I just think they can be cool. I have yet to see the Crested Crane, Uganda’s national bird, but still. There are many other bird types. I’m sorry. I’m going off on a tangent aren’t I?)
Well I’m afraid that I’m running out of ideas on what to say. I’m afraid that I may be having writers block (or is it bloc… no that doesn’t look right). So much has happened. Working with kids, teaching music and P.E, getting involved in debate, playing a lot of football (awesome!... that’s real football. Not American football), going to a jazz club (that’s right), and many other things. I just can’t seem to be able to write about them. It’s a shame really. Oh well. Tomorrow I’m gonna go and play music with a group of guys here (us hipsters call it a jam session. Just kidding about the hipster part) so there may be a story in that. Who knows? Not me.
I guess that’s it.
Until next time.