So I have settled in to our house, which is really lovely. It is more of a compound and we have 24 hour guards- the night time guards even have a really scary looking gun. It is not really because there is a danger to us, but to keep out thieves. I share a room with 7 other women with two more coming in the second group next week. We have 5 bedrooms and three bathrooms, a cook for breakfast and dinner, and pit latrines in the backyard... We try to use those only in the daytime as the cockroaches come out at night. We get around on motorcycles called boda bodas- kind of like a motorcycle taxi. They cost about 35cents to get into town. We can also walk to town, about 3/4 - 1mile from our house. It is pretty hot- more because of the humidity- it is very much like Mexico and I am reminded of Zijuatenejo on a daily basis.
The Acholi people are soft spoken, and very welcoming. I am currently sitting across the street from the bus depot where the children night commuters came to sleep during the height of the war. It was recorded on the Invisible children rough cut.
The other night all of us went out to a local hang out- futbol games on TV etc. and when we left there were only three bodas for five of us, so we doubled up and the minute we left the skies opened up and it poured down rain. We laughed the whole way home and looked like drowned rats. I am going to upload some more pictures...
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