We have been saying that we FEEL Ugandan sometimes, that is, we don't really notice when anyone is late, and actually we turn out to be late a lot, and we mostly don't notice the diesel fumes and dust (well, not quite), and the pace is seeming very comfortable. 
But we've always known that we don't exactly, you know, blend in. Except suddenly I realized that Theresa is getting there -- and then someone at Bead for Life said the same thing! It's especially true of her feet, which are starting to look particularly Ugandan: dark on the top, lighter underneath. (And it's not JUST the dirt, as she claims.)
So today she took a picture of her feet next to Stella's at Bead for Life. I know, you can still definitely tell the difference -- but honestly, in a couple months, I'm not sure you will be able to. Not that this is a goal or anything, it's just one more curious thing on a wonderful curious adventure.
But we've always known that we don't exactly, you know, blend in. Except suddenly I realized that Theresa is getting there -- and then someone at Bead for Life said the same thing! It's especially true of her feet, which are starting to look particularly Ugandan: dark on the top, lighter underneath. (And it's not JUST the dirt, as she claims.)
So today she took a picture of her feet next to Stella's at Bead for Life. I know, you can still definitely tell the difference -- but honestly, in a couple months, I'm not sure you will be able to. Not that this is a goal or anything, it's just one more curious thing on a wonderful curious adventure.
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