We leave in about an hour for the Entebbe airport, then a late, late, late flight to Amsterdam, and eventually home to Seattle. Swam twice today; we know we will miss the pool and the sun. And our friends, all of whom have showered us with greetings for the people back home today. And family, of course; Eric and Asia (and Bena, Asia's sister) put on a great lunch for us, then lots of hugs and reluctant goodbyes. We have had such a good time with them.
As usual, we weed out our clothes, etc. when we leave here and hand out things we no longer need. Bill threw away two pairs of underwear this a.m. as too tattered for anyone. But then later he saw them drying out on the grass (they lay the clothes out on the grass, bushes, etc. to dry; often I would see an entire outline of Bill - but without Bill - laying out on the grass beneath our flat). Apparently they were too valuable to waste.
Last night, our friend Kenneth who accompanied us all over Ugandan for New Vision trainings brought his whole family here to say goodbye. The kids are so cute. Daughter Martha asked, "What tribe are you?" We told her we are Americans and don't have a tribe. So she thought awhile and then said, "So you only speak English?" This from a 10-year-old who speaks at least two languages, probably three and a smattering of other tribal languages.
So, after many adventures and a lot of satisfying work, we leave once again. It's hard to leave the people who have been so good to us and become great friends, but we are so excited to go home. The push and pull of travel.
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