These are All Ugandans

Rains have washed away the road to kishanje that we usually would take to reach Kabale. Consequently we must now take the longer route through the back roads of Rwanda and Uganda. We left our house this morning at 6:15 to hitch a ride to town in the JAM truck and arrived in Kabale by 11 am. A long ride. Anyway, I just had to share this with you guys. Essentially, there is this strip of "no mans land" at the official border of UG and RW. Here transport trucks, civilian vehicles, UN, Red Cross, and everyone else converge to either enter UG or enter RW. As we are driving across we get waved over by an official. Our headmaster was a bit concerned cause they have never been stopped before. The officer comes over and questions Edward, our driver; who are you, where are you coming from, what are you transporting, who are you transporting. Here comes the guilty confession... neither Bekah nor I have our passports with us.

We are told to wait. Moments later this super official comes over (dressed in a snazzy uniform and hat) and looks at the first official and says : "What are you doing? These are all Ugandans" and he tells Edward to go. So we drove across...

YAHOO! yes, as a matter of fact, we are all ugandans.