Kilimanjaro, pole pole till you get there...
Why, oh why – they asked me. Just because. Because I remember this name from my kindergarten years. Because there's no mountain like this anywhere else in the world – an almost 6 km high cone standing all alone. There's something extraterrestrial in it,
I studied alright, but I didn't learn...
My beloved father (RIP) was a major influence in my early school years. He expected nothing less than first position on my report card and even then, he would scrutinize it, my test and exam papers only to be amazed at how I could
I first arrived in Uganda in August, 2009. I had just finished my B.A. in International Development at McGill University and I had planned a year traveling around the world, with my first stop teaching English and French at a local Ugandan school in Kikaaya, on Mityana Rd. Little did
Words cannot truly express how your devastating sudden departure has shaken UOT. I feel so terrible for having not made an effort to get to know you.
We met a couple of times; first at a 40-40 event, girl you were like the face of the 40 – 40 events,
Rock climbing... My first encounter with someone who was into rock climbing was early last year at Nile River Explorers, Brian had the most calloused hands I've ever shaken; they felt like uneven wood. Because I was so curious, I asked him why. He told me about rock climbing; a