And so it begins.

My journey to Uganda began on an airplane and a series of long flights. From San Francisco we flew first to Chicago. This flight was fine and was the shortest of them. From Chicago we flew to Brussels and then from Brussels we flew to North Kenya where we stopped for what was supposed to be an hour. It ended up being more like 2 and a half hours. From Kenya we flew to Entebbe, Uganda. Every flight was delayed and left us little time to get to our next flight. I sat next to a hippie girl that was from the Chicago area I think. We were in the back of the plane and I had the aisle seat. She was covered in dog hair, playing her music really loud, and sniffling and coughing the whole time. I could feel her germs attacking my body. She looked so similar to my real mother that it was scary. I couldn’t wait to be away from this woman. She seemed chaotic and sort of a mess. She was very concerned she was going to miss her next flight because we were running a bit late. The funny thing is I found out we were on the same flight to Entebbe but somehow she missed it yet I made it on. Silly hippie girl. After landing in Entebbe at midnight we exited the airplane onto the tarmac and I took my first sweet breath of African air. It was amazingly soft, surprisingly cool and very exotic.

After picking up our bins filled with supplies we headed for the hotel in Entebbe, which was about 10 minutes away and down some dirt roads. The hotel is small but very nice. Actually it is better then a lot of places back home. I thankfully am bunking alone and got my own room. The room is very plain but very clean. It has white walls, a nightstand and a bed with a mosquito net over it. I am exhausted and this is more then enough to provide the best sleep I will have in a long time. I am in bed with this feeling of anticipation. I feel like I am in some sort of limbo like the night before Christmas morning.