Day 8, sunday14^th of August

Go(d)spell In Uganda!
Today 5 people of our group (Andrea, Manon, Melani, Laurens and Tessa wanted to visit a Ugandan church ceremony. Most of the participants did not go to church regularly in Holland, but we all hoped to see a real African service. Our Ugandan driver, Eddy, brought us there. Unfortunately became clear - during the service - that we where not visiting a gospel service as we hoped for, but that where attending a regular Christian service, almost equal to a service in the Netherlands...

But when we left the service Eddy said to Laurens: 'This was a boring service' He told us that he regularly goes to gospel church on Sunday and that he could take us there, if we wanted, since it started at eleven and our first service was finished at then AM. The Gospel service was really great. Almost like going to a pop concert!

And because we were going to Eddy's 'own' church , we got to interact with the local people once more. This was really impressive and fun, since we were the only white people, sometimes with visible handicap. But church is open to everyone and it seemed that way!

After being to church, the total Commundo group went to a wild life reservation and to a botanical garden in Entebbe. Jelle en Laurens rented al golf kart, because ' they' were tired of walking. And therefore saw the whole reservation within 1.5 hour. During our visit we got to see two of the big five: the Lion and the Rhino, but we also saw giraffes, chimpanzees and a hyena.

When we finished our visit, we went to the botanical garden, and sat at lake Victoria for a small pre-dinner pick nick. To end the day we went to a great looking restaurant with a nice terras, and western menu (and clean toilets) J Very nice after more then one week local food and local toilets.

When we got back into the car, to get back to Kampala, the military police stopped us. We all wandered why. Then we saw why. President Museveni was passing. He had an escort of 7 cars, two helicopters, and one stange looking white car. (A bit like the car the pope uses). We where told that that was Museveni own, strictly personal, toilet car. And that whenever he needs to go they stop, and the road gets closed. This man really has issues! Unfortunately nobody dared to take pictures, because when caught, it means serious jail time.

When we got home we had a drink and went to bed. To resume: an interesting and exciting Sunday!