We've identified an orphanage/school that we would like to sponsor, which was one of the main purposes of this trip. Amazing how about 40 bucks a month can provide the necessities for a child.
Trip highlights below....
Opit--
This long red dirt road made me want to RUN!
Our final meeting with the women of Koro IDP camp, began with a rousing prayer.A young man pleaded with"our most holy father" to strengthen them in their afflictions, and to help the americans buy all their beads. Talk about pressure....We bought as many as we could from them, but they had not filled the order we had sent.
When beads were unacceptable for quality reasons in one batch the would try to con us by sending the same beads around in another batch. It made purchasing from them time consuming and frustrating. Doing business in Uganda is always interesting...
Jason playing "I am a child of God " and "Ode to Joy" on a local instrument.
Everywhere you go children are caring for infant siblings all day long. I saw very few parents...ever...
Opit IDP camp
Ugandan schillings...
furthering our image of being rich white Americans.
Pabo IDP camp--It was like landing on the moon. Very surreal. Immense suffering and deprivation. The children were all initially scared of our white skin. Apparently, children here are told when they are naughty that the mzungus(white people) will eat them. Nice!
I am so tired of beads!
Newborn!
Three little boys--not much different then my own.
Overlooking the Nile
Reach out mbuya--Buying beads from HIV+ women in Kampala
Nsambya babies home--Hell on earth
Overlooking the Nile
Reach out mbuya--Buying beads from HIV+ women in Kampala
Nsambya babies home--Hell on earth
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