Saturday

Ahhhh a day to sleep in and not have to do anything major! Bruce made everyone pancakes and we were able to use the Canadian Maple Syrup I brought. But that was before I awoke! That’s ok I enjoyed the sleep more!
Finally I arise to this strange voice out in the courtyard. It’s Einer! We have heard many stories about Einer! He lives in a village not far from Masaka. The village name is Tekera. He even hunts using spears with the locals! Originally he is from Chile and is volunteering in this village to assist the people build a community center with one of the couples that live in our complex. From what I understand Einer sleeps, works and eats just like the locals. Amazing really if you think about it. He eats termites and hunts green mambas with spears!

After meeting Einer we decide for some strange reason that he would be safe to take us around town and show us where a few places we could go. I think it was more that he wanted his friends around town to see him with some new Muzungu in town!

Ok after that long day we came back and hooked up with Lawrence for dinner at the Brovad. Where I had grilled cheese…. I don’t know how Leigh lasted so long out here. Please Leigh if you happen to read this, we need help with FOOD!! Lol

After our long week it was nice to sit and just relax. After dinner Einer decided to take us to do a little dancing. It was still a little early so we had a few drinks at the Tropic Inn. The setting was nice, like we were on holiday in a cabana as Erin called it. We all take our seats and mine doesn’t have a cushion on it! :O now that’s not very comfortable. You would think Lawrence would have given up his cushion. WOW he didn’t even offer! What a gentleman! Well since this is a web site I will just leave it for your imagination as to what was said.
So it's Carli, Chandra, Erin, myself, Einer and Lawrence all sitting around talking and having a few beverages. Erin and Carli had a local drink that was like gin but they had to mix it with coke. Way to strong! After a while we decided to go and hit the dance floor in the next building.

Yes, even I hit the dance floor! Hey we are in Africa drinking African beverages you have to dance! Well that’s what I told myself. Wasn’t long before I had one lady teaching us how to dance Ugandan style, or at least trying to teach us (me). Many people dancing in several different styles. Guess as long as you’re moving it's all good! After all, have you ever seen Lawrence dance? He cleans up the dance floor! You should have seen him with the ladies! If this is something you have not yet had the privilege to witness, humour us and just smile and continue to read! No need to worry with four girls dancing in Africa, we had a guardian. No, NOT Lawrence, it was Einer. He was very good at intervening at crucial times when locals would get a little too close! Although Lawrence seemed to be entertained by the fact that we were breaking a lot of hearts that night! At least we gave Lawrence some entertainment…after all we at least got to see Lawrence dance for our enjoyment.

It was a long night so by the time we decided to leave we were tired and sweaty! One interesting thing is that we found out we crashed a private party. It was the police chief’s transfer party. Well I’m glad to hear it was the police chief’s party, at least we were safe.

OK that’s enough for today…. Nite!