Umm...
Well, we are getting toward the tail-end of training. Two weeks and we will meet our counterparts for the next two years and find out where we will be living.
I will definitely miss my Ugandan family, they have taken very good care of me. So in turn, I repay my spoiling with baked goods. The past two weekends we have baked cakes using the Dutch oven method. It is pretty cool how two big metal pans, three metal mugs, and a pan with cake batter on top of a fire produces a pretty tasty treat. I didn't eat the first one because Maria wanted chocolate, but I am told this one is better...Good thing I have all that baking experience from the States, I was able to modify the ingredients (because I didn't buy them) and have a beautiful, moist, delicious cake to eat. In fact I took a picture of it with Betty (the granddaughter).
I went with some of the trainees to a gentleman's fish farm. It was cool to see in practice what I heard from a few master's theses presentations.
In case you didn't hear, a couple weeks ago there were riots in Kampala, so we were put on what some called "house arrest." The first weekend was not all that great, but that probably was not just from the weekend, it was probably building up until that point. We received a handout that showed (generalized) how we could expect to be feeling/experiencing during the first month, second month, year, end of service: from what I read, it was actually pretty accurate...Crazy!

Okay, reading is probably not what you are looking forward to most, so I share some pictures with you now...Enjoy!

Betty with our second scrumptious cake, Herbert (my Luganda group language teacher) in Nkokonjeru with a very young goat or lamb (the sheep here are much different than the fluffy one at home).
The New taxi park in Kampala.
The road on the way to getting to the new taxi park...and this is normal. Crazy!

Fishing for catfish.

My neighbors: Rose (L), Florida (In back), Fiona (R), and Immaculate.

Until Next Time...