Last year my brother went out to Uganda to help with some computer work / training / virus cleaning that needed doing in a hospital. I was asked to go too, to help with some Web work. I had a full time job at the time, and couldn’t take a month off (and have holiday left for Christmas). This was actually one of the deciding factors for me to leave my job. This time, we were both able to go together.
So the trip didn’t start off too well. The connection at Dubai was cutting it fine because the plane was delayed. I asked if our bags were going to make it, the guy at the desk said that they definitely would. I half believed him.
When we arrived (after getting a text from Vodafone saying that I’d used 3mb of data which had cost me £9; mobile data turned off immediately), we filled in some required forms for delayed luggage and found out what we needed to, in order to get our bags back.
Next, as we were getting some money out (whilst trying to work out the exchange rate), the machine timed out and swallowed the card; Note to self, write down the exchange rate for pounds and dollars for ease of reference next time! Thankfully, the ATM was next to an open bank, and one of the women in the bank managed to get the card back (which, we were told, is not something they would usually do).
The journey to Kampala from Entebbe airport was about an hour or so. The main road lined with activity and appears to have a strong community feel to it.
At the guest house, a kind woman gave us some Mosquito repellant as ours is in our bags. Tomorrow we should hopefully get our bags back around 3pm (there is only one plane to Entebbe per day from Dubai). Bed soon, deliriously tired!