Webare Munonga

webare (way-bah-ray) munonga (moo-no-nga): thank you very much I haven’t learned very much Runyankore in my 8 weeks here. It’s a difficult language (or at least that’s the excuse I’m giving myself) and it’s been easy to rely on Joram and Alex to translate and explain what is going on when we work in the field.…

Uganda: Eat Fresh

Uganda covers roughly the same area as Michigan, but traveling between cities and attractions is far more difficult here than at home. A quick trip to Lake Bunyonyi this weekend – about 140 km – ended up taking about 8 hours round trip, leaving only a few hours of daylight to actually enjoy the lake.…

Uganda Cranes We Go!

This past weekend we decided to break the Mbarara routine and head to Kampala for a football match and some July 4 celebrations. Besides booking a hotel room and making some tentative plans with friends, there wasn’t really much planning that went into this trip, so I’m pretty impressed with how successful it was. Kampala…

Our Common Home

It takes about an hour for us to drive from Mbarara to Kashongi on the days we work in the field. We get to the office at 8 AM (which is the typical time to start the workday here) and depending on our schedule might leave as early as 8:30. Half of the drive is…

50 Shades of Green

I spent one summer in college living and working on Mackinac Island, the tourist destination where bicycles and horses replace cars and trucks and hotels charge money just to get on the porch. My roommates and I watched a brilliant sun set behind the Mackinac Bridge and the waters of Lake Michigan and Lake Huron…

“For God and My Country”

I woke up late this morning to the sound of a choir singing at the nearby church. Today, Ugandans celebrate Martyr’s Day, commemorating the 22 Catholic and 23 Anglican Buganda who were speared/beheaded/burned alive at Namugongo by Kabaka Mwanga II for their faith and their refusal to give it up. In honor of the national holiday,…

You Are Welcome

After 48 hours of flights and layovers, I arrived in Entebbe, Uganda late Wednesday night. Jasmine, my roommate-coworker-partner this summer, had arranged airport pick-up and a nearby guest house for us, because she is much better at Uganda than me. I slept like a rock and my only observation of the first night was on…