Day 17 - Kampala

We’re off to Kampala for personal and BKU shopping today. A 10:00 am start is agreed upon (which apparently means 10:40 in Lugandan). We squeeze four people in the back with Alicia sitting on Susan. Three in the middle seats and three in the front seats with Jeff sitting on pillows (he had mentioned, from previous experience, that the emergency brake lever was not pleasant on the backside).  To get to the shopping we use the Entebbe-Kampala highway, which is basically a 30km long market. As you travel towards Kampala the traffic gets exponentially thicker.

Waiting and waiting.

Tight squeeze.

Standard Kampala traffic

Our first stop is a craft bizarre mostly for tourists. But the nicnacs are interesting and many purchases are made.

 

 

 

 

 

Security check to get into parking.

 

Gifts for people back home.

 

Looking at weapons.

 

Laura and Angel

 

We then head back into the traffic for a downtown market that can only be described as chaos. There are no discernible rules for car, trucks, bikes, pedestrians, or the shops themselves. Basically everyone tries to occupy the same space at the same time. It was great. We found a shoe store and purchased about twenty pairs of sandals and crocs for the BKU – about $40. While there, Jeff noticed a baby crawling unattended across the very busy sidewalk and returned him to his mother. She asks him to take him to Canada. Jeff declines.

 

More traffic

Free but we decided to go elsewhere.

 

Broken but no one pays attention to these things anyway.

Unloading downtown.

Alicia shopping for wigs.

Shoes for the BKU kids

Jeff moments after turning down his first baby.

We then headed back to Entebbe but not before some fancy short cuts down some back streets. Not all paths worked out, as two large trucks met in front of us, and could not pass. After a long time we finally had to do an eighteen point turn and try another short cut. Back at the Victoria mall in Entebbe, we ate lunch/supper at the Quebec restaurant (including poutine). We headed home to Banana village for a swim and beverages, and the boys played another game of soccer in the local village.

 

And more traffic

No Zebras - pedestrians only.

Jeff takes the wheel for a particularly difficult move - just kidding!

Poutine!