Today we left the guest house at 8am and again made our way to Bussi, once more making the final part of the journey through the swamp on Lake Victoria by boat. We visited Good Day School and were greeted straight away by a swarm of children who, after we were formally welcomed by the Director, gave us a tour of the school.
As the day progressed we spent time making tippy taps which aim to improve everybody’s hygiene after using the latrine, helped to build a water tank which is a way of conserving water for the school community, and constructed dish racks to reduce spreading diseases. Some of us also visited an elderly lady and her extended family, which included her disabled son, and we worked with members of the community to build a dish rack and tippy tap for their house, for which they were all extremely grateful. VAD (Voluntary Action and Development) ensure they work with the local communities and train them to build these racks and tippy taps and we were very lucky to be able to assist them with this. We finally made our way back to the guest house, where we enjoyed a bbq of goat, pork and chicken and had a good sleep!
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Luckily today we were able to have a much appreciated lie in which meant we left at 10am. We made our way into Kampala and visited Calvary Chapel, run by Frontline and offering street children a small piece of respite from the street and some structure in their lives. We had the opportunity to make necklaces and bracelets out of beads with these children, after which the Rev gave a short message to all of the children and the volunteers. We also served them lunch which was very rewarding. The street children were very interested in members of our group; not only did the kids think that Euan was Justin Bieber and Natty was Chinese/Indian, but they also questioned whether Mr Brewer was Osama Bin Laden on account of his beard (he wishes it to be known that he has trimmed it since he has been away!).
After an emotional morning we galvanised ourselves with lunch at the Ugandan equivalent of Nandos, ready to face the Kampala challenge. In essence, this consists of three teams competing against each other to complete a series of ten tasks in a set period of time. In reality, this consisted of us racing across Kampala trying to find different items, ranging from buying T-shirts made in England (an M&S baby grow made in Bangladesh doesn’t count!) to eating crickets (which Sam particularly didn’t enjoy). The Owino market was certainly an experience we (retrospectively) enjoyed, but at the time it was a dark, crowded and hot environment of a labyrinth of trenches, all combining to assault the senses.
Tired, dirty, sweaty and thoroughly exhilarated, we took the long walk back to our guest house and relaxed before dinner, which tonight was a Mongolian stir-fried feast (although not all were convinced by the liver!).