2015 was the year that I truly unleashed my wanderlust, I find myself looking back to mostly fond memories with the hope that the future holds more of such escapades filled with curiosity and fearlessness. In the last quarter of that year, I embarked on an East African backpacking adventure
There are some experiences that are too daunting to recount for fear that mere words wouldn’t do them justice, and this one is just one of them.
My friends – Telma, Evelyn, Kylie, Sue, Maureen and I had been Ninja Warrioring at the Extreme Adventure Park the month before. That was
East Africa ‘is a hot bed’ for some of the ultimate travel experiences in the world, such as the gorilla tracking in Uganda and Rwanda, the Wildebeest Migration which is deemed to be the world cup of wildlife – in Kenya and Tanzania, the vast greenery game parks, the diverse
Her veins popping out of her shiny dark brown forehead like tap roots, I watched her with building annoyance as she handed me her equally dark brown drooly baby. I hate it when people do this, hand me their children in a taxi because I do not have excess baggage.
I can’t tell you how many times I’ve sat on the plane to Kampala and made a list of “All the things I will not repeat on my visit.”
Most of the points on my list usually involve Kampala (Kla) night-life situations, mostly because “Visiting Ugandans” aka "Summers" are known for