My trip to Gulu this past weekend was a bouncy and
exhausting one but one that is well worth the bumpy bus rides, lack of
electricity, icy cold showers, and long days. Gulu is the second largest city
in Uganda. It is in Northern Uganda about 338.8 kilometers (210.5 miles) from
Kampala a ride that would take approximately 3.5 hours on US roads but takes
anywhere from 5-7 hours depending on traffic and road construction. The road to
Gulu is not great to say the least. It is riddle with pot holes and in some
parts the pavement has been worn down to a small strip in the middle of the
road barely big enough for one vehicle. There is construction being done
currently which is promising for the future but a pain right now.
Once you finally make it to Gulu it is quite lovely.
It is small town that has come a long way in a short time since the years of
LRA control and general political strife and civil war in Uganda. A friend just
shared his experiences of Gulu in 2006 with me and explained it as having little
infrastructure and one restaurant with C+ food. Now Gulu has many restaurants
and some even have A+ food (A+ for Uganda that is which is an entirely
different rating scale). When I arrived in Gulu I hopped off the bus and headed
to a popular restaurant to enjoy their delicious brick oven pizzas. After a
late lunch I made my way to the girl’s home HALO supports. I rode a boda
(motorcycle taxi) and thoroughly enjoyed the ride. The air is so much fresher in
Gulu and I found myself sucking it in trying to clean out my lungs of the gross
Kampala fumes. The ride was also quiet which is such a treat for me. In Kampala
I am assaulted daily by noises from all. Such is big city life.
When I got to the girl’s home I was greeted with smiling faces running towards me bombarding me with hugs. It was so great to see those girls again.
Ahhhh, peace |
When I got to the girl’s home I was greeted with smiling faces running towards me bombarding me with hugs. It was so great to see those girls again.
We spent the evening doing art as we always do and taking pictures. We had a delicious traditional Ugandan dinner prepared by the girls.
It was a lovely evening but I was ready to turn in early after the long bus ride. I feel asleep immediately (which never happens to me) but woke up in the middle of the night to the rain pounding on the tin roof. Despite being woken up I was happy for the rain because it brought the temperatures down and made everything less dusty. It hasn’t rained in Kampala in months and the dryness is getting to be too much. The plants on the side of the road are no longer green but have a thick coating of reddish brown dust stirred up from passing vehicles. It was nice to smell the rain again.
In Kampala |
Poor plant, it was once green. |
Dust Prints |
The girls were in school all day Friday so I did
some work and charged my electronics at the same restaurant I went to the day
before. I ran into some people I know so I ate breakfast with them and we spent
some time catching up. It was nice to see them at breakfast because I never
really have time to socialize with the people I know in Gulu since I only go
for a few days and I spend them working. That afternoon I went to see our girls
who are in boarding school. The school they attend is called Restore Leadership
Academy. It is a great school inspired by the visionary Bob Goff and run by a
few people who I am proud to say are my friends. Check out their website for
more information. http://www.restoreinternational.org/
Restore Girls |
The view from the school |
Me waiting on the side of Juba Rd, the road that goes from Uganda to Juba, South Sudan, for a transportation opportunity. A boda eventually drove by. |
I only had an hour with the girls since they had to
get back to class but we had a good time catching up.
After visiting Restore I had a meeting with the
mentors who manage the Gulu home. I was so happy to hear everything is going
really well and they didn’t have any major problems to discuss. Finally the
girls got home from school around 5pm. I did some art with the girls who were not
busy preparing dinner. We had another delicious dinner and after eating the
girls treated us to a few performances. First the girls performed a danced they
choreographed themselves. Then they did a news broadcast that I really loved.
The girls wrote stories about what has been going on in Gulu Girls home and
reported them like they were newscasters. One girl read the headlines then the
other girls read the in depth stories. It was adorable and I actually learned a
lot about what the girls have been up to! To end the night we watched Shrek on
a laptop. The girls loved the movie.
I left early the next morning for Kampala. I was
able to catch a ride with someone I’ve never meet but heard about many times.
His name his John and he worked for Restore International in Uganda for five
years. He left last May about a week before I came to Uganda to attend law
school. He was back in Uganda visiting and working with Restore. He shared many
stories with us on the ride down to Kampala and I really enjoyed hearing about
what Gulu was like six years ago. Six years may not seem like a long time to
you but a whole lot can change in six years in Africa. Gulu has definitely
changed a lot in the past six years.
I am always happy to be back in Kampala because I am
not much of a small town girl, but I always wish I could spend more time with
the girls in Gulu.