Arrival.

I arrived in Kampala yesterday after meeting up with my aunt an uncle in Dubai. Dubai airport (that's all I saw) was something of disappointment. Although there where plenty of people wondering around in white robes, all the stores where the usual western brands of Starbucks, Costa and MacDonald's. The airport itself is like a smaller version of Heathrow or Gatwick, but far better organised (not that hard really).

Uganda itself is far more exotic and interesting. There is a strong contrast between the poor and the wealthy here, with poor living in tin roofed shacks, and the new middle class living in brand new villas. The house of Dr. Anne, (my host for the next few weeks) is along the lines of these villas, though less sinister than most. (She hasn't actually put up razor wire or broken glass on the top of the surrounding walls).

We were met by her servants and another gap year student called Emily. The three servants are called Little Anne, Margret and Haiti. There is also a night watchman I have yet to meet. The idea of having servants is something that's going to take some getting used to but, they are all friendly. That's all for now, hopefully for my next post I'll have some photos I can put up.