Tearful good-byes

Trip Start Jul 23, 2010

Trip End Apr 17, 2011

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Flag of Uganda Entebbe, Uganda
Saturday, April 16, 2011

My departure from Uganda comes a few months earlier than expected, for several reasons, not exclusive of the turmoil going on in this country. The elevated tensions are being exacerbated by the high inflation rates, being "fueled" by high oil prices. The opposition parties to the incumbent President have been staging demonstrations that have turned violent on several occasions. Unfortunately, there is no such thing as a peaceful demonstration in Uganda. Freedom of speech is not truly recognized; police anticipate trouble and treat any and every protest as potentially violent, even going as far as arresting the ringleader as they leave their homes on the day scheduled for demonstrating. Stories of tear gas being propelled into maternity wards and schools are common; roads get blocked and people are ferreted out of their homes and shops by police, some beaten, some even shot. Being in the wrong place at the wrong time can cost you!

Demonstrations have been scheduled for every Thursday, but one has been announced for Monday the 18th. I had planned to leave town on the 19th, but I worry that Monday's protest will potentially block my way out of Kampala to Entebbe.

Peter arrives at the village Saturday morning, and we discuss the idea of an early departure. Notwithstanding the possibility the airline couldn't accommodate me, or the cost of changing would be prohibitive, we make our way to Kampala to deal with those issues later. But not before the hugs and tears, as I said good bye to the village, to family, to my home for nine months.

Fortunately, our trip to Kampala was uneventful. As you know, I always say a prayer that we make the trip safely, between the crazy drivers and the condition of the roads. One phone call to the airlines and my flight was changed allowing me to avoid the uncertainty of the next few days in and around Kampala.

Accompanied by Mummy, Cissy and Daniella, Peter got me to the airport safely Saturday evening for my very early morning departure from Entebbe. Saying good bye was difficult, as much as I looked forward to getting home again. I know I can't be in two places at once, and will miss being there to celebrate the achievements and support them when they experience the setbacks they will encounter over time. But it goes without saying, I will be back. Not in 2011, but I will be back! I love you, my Uganda family. Nayiga Jayne (my clan name)