it's like a big net to collect all my memories with and share them with those i miss. only there are less holes than with a net. so, it's probably more like a big piece of fabric.
Monday, May 16, 2005
naguru teen center staff. i'm the tall white person in the back.
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.
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!"