Since I never had the opportunity to blog when I was in Uganda, in the small village of Bulaki I am starting my blogging journey now after my Ugandan journey has sadly come to an end. The start of my journey was a very interesting start. After an hour delay with only a short 45 minute layover, I almost missed my connecting flight from Minneapolis to Paris. Thankfully I made it with only minutes to spare, I was full on sprinting through the airport. Once I survived my 9 hour flight to Paris, my connecting flight to Nairobi was completely cancelled, this made the journey real interesting. They redirected me to Istanbul, Turkey then on to Rwanda then finally on to Uganda. I arrived 6 hours later then when I was suppose to, so I was still able to go with the driver that Alison and Kelsey (my sister and her friend), were taking to the village where we stayed and aided at the medical clinic. It was a long 7 hour car ride in the heat of Uganda. It is a very beautiful country. In Kampala the capital of Uganda it is overly populated and disgustingly polluted. There is garbage everywhere and the air is hard to breathe, it hurts my lungs and gives me headaches. Once outside of Kampala it is beautiful, prairies with hills in the distance, and as we travel closer and closer to our village the area is turning into a jungle. Hills turn to mountains, bushes turn into large lush trees, and over population turns into solitude and beauty. In Uganda, pedestrians do not have the right away,, so it is dangerous for them, but also dangerous for us. If you hit a person, you are not suppose to stop, because then any of the locals who may have witnessed the accident will try to attack and kill anyone in the car. Most people there drive “Bota-Bota’s” which is equivalent to a dirt bike here. The Bota Bota taxi drivers are crazy, they have no fears. We had to go through another village to reach ours, and it happened to be their market day, so we got stuck in a full blown market and didn’t move for roughly 30 minutes, once we could find a way through the packed crazy market we reached our village and went to the “guest house” which is where we stayed. It was a lovely home, it was not like the traditional african mud homes that most people had in the village it was a nice and clean brick home. I instantly fell in love with our little village. We went to the clinic which was a short but hilly hike to the clinic from the house. We got a brief run through on how the clinic works and just explored and met all the stay. The clinic is fully equipped with local doctors and staff to keep the clinic running functionally. All the staff is very kind and welcoming. My journey getting to Uganda and my first day was extremely eventful, but wonderful, it was exactly what I was looking for in an around the globe experience on my own.