We travelled a couple hours into Uganda for the weekend to go whitewater rafting on the Nile River. It was amazing. And absolutely terrifying. Class 5 rapids. And as you can see our raft completely capsized. I managed to swallow about 2 liters of the Nile in about 20 seconds. I owe my life to Tutu, the 'safety kayaker' who rescued me. And then offered me a lollipop as some kind of consolation. Or at least to disguise the taste of the river. I was fortunate to share the experience with 6 other girls who are all traveling throughout various African countries for various reasons. Which lended itself to some great conversation for the 6 hour rafting trip.
Saturday night was spent in an intense jumbo Jenga tournament at the bar. And I have to say I had no idea how skilled I was until some friendly bets started being placed.
We went to the source of the Nile on Sunday morning. And I had my first cup of coffee in 5 weeks as well as a moment of silence to mark the occasion.
Opposing Muslim factions met to 'discuss their differences' in the middle of Jinja on Sunday afternoon as dozens of Ugandan troops stood around them armed with machine guns.
A bit unsettling as the crowds of people became larger and louder.
We did eventually make it back to the farm. Another Women's Health group started this morning and they're great.
I can't believe I leave Kabula in 10 days but am looking forward to seeing the coast. Everyone I've spoken to who has done it says it's incredible.
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