naguru teen center staff. i'm the tall white person in the back.  

the sister was really trying to do a good job. some of me and andrew kambugu--uganda's first infectious disease fellow and my preceptor in uganda.  

the open air wards of mulago hospital. most days the trash burning outside in the slums isn't too much of a problem.  

view from the sister's desk toward the women's ward at mulago hospital 

door to the operating room, mulago hospital.  

for all your echocardiographic and ob-gyn needs, simply go round the corner by the "meal-in" and down the alley. please?

i also feel like chicken tonight. the delicious cuisine of the wandegeya neighborhood.  

in god we trust indeed.  

the farewell luncheon at naguru, edith and staff. taken right before i swallowed the piece of goat meat that nearly bought me an admission to mulago hospital.  

"there's something funny about this radio jeremy." the replacement of the broken "pansonic" transistor.  

departing kampala. soccer field, slums and the mulago hospital complex (blue roofs).  

on the road from kampala to entebbe. unfortunately, zebra crossing means the white and black stripes on the road where pedestrians cross and not, as i had exclaimed on day one, that "there are f$#king zebras in the city! i love this country!"  

the elusive spoonbill. no kidding.  

a view of lake victoria from the wildlife sanctuary in entebbe...last day in uganda.  

leaving barrow, one way or another.  

the team returning with part of the whale--sonny, ron and myself. nearly the entire village will receive a portion of this whale. we felt lucky to receive what we did.

view from the back of the sled towing our load of whale meat and blubber back in... 

this is the head of the whale--it will be thrown back into the ocean with the belief that another whale will return to that spot next year. another whaling crew in the water in the background.  

the leftovers after butchering the whale...the crew is in the back, the blood in the front. the ribcage is off to the left, near the wooden sled.  

whale guts--about 5x5 feet in dimensions.  

while we were out on the ice another crew landed a whale--which you can see spouting from its blowhole here...they fired about 8 shoulder gun rounds into it before finally bringing it ashore.  

flipper and baleen. for our "help" we received a portion of the flipper (skin and blubber). eaten raw it is called "muktuk". um, chewy.  

this is the camp where the whale was pulled onto the ice. it's about 3.5 miles out on the icepack. the whale was a short, fat bowhead.  

towing mishap on the way out... 

about 2 miles out on the icepack over the arctic ocean. still about a mile from open water.