Saturday, July 6, 2013

Day 73

First day in Kampala. Alone. 

Well if this doesn't suck. 

Did lots of nothing. Smoked cigarettes. Nearly lost my room because silly me didn't say how many nights I was staying for. Right. How many nights am I staying for. 

Paul one of the Peace Corps admin felt sorry for me and invited me to dinner. It was nice. Red wine. Spinach. Butternut squash soup. As homemade pizza. Yum. 

It was a pleasant evening to an in eventful day. Oh an I also like his wife. 

Wish I would have broke out of this jail cell for real today and seen other PCVs. No such luck. So thank you Paul. Us western New Yorkers have to stick together. 

'Preciate it. 

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