We took advantage of our retreat-like stay with the Mill Hill Missionaries. We got some very nice pictures of the grounds before dinner and after breakfast the next day.




When the long flight finally caught up to us we headed to our rooms. Of course the changing time zones made it a little difficult to sleep but we got in enough hours to survive for the next day. Mass was at 7am followed by a leisurely breakfast. We then packed the rental van. But first let’s exchange some dollars for Ugandan Schillings. Not so fast that required fighting the traffic in Kampala the capital city and then finding out that the bank would not take dollars in the denominations we had.



After an hour of trying to find a road that was useable out of Kampala, we were finally headed West. It wasn’t long and we were in rural Uganda. Only the highway was terrible, with potholes, entire sections of dirt road instead of pavements, and overloaded trucks try to take their lane and half of yours. It was bone jaring, wild swin
