I
am in Kampala. Not an expected destination, but here I am. I have had
many unexpected experiences this week: being soaked by the rain and then
wrapped in a blanket in the middle of a village, eating goat intestine
and drinking the local brew; having my camera drop into a cup of milk
tea; smoke rising from my battery cables and my truck refusing to start;
being towed to Naakale; attending our neighbor's funeral; realizing
that the truck problem is greater than first expected, so we had to go
to Mbale; on the way to Mbale, the axle on the truck comes off (not
good!), we remove the axle and stuff it with a rag, good enough to limp
down to Mbale; get stuck in the middle of the river and have to be
pulled out (this is where my phone stopped working); leave the truck in
Mbale, with Bob Wright (the incredible), and hitch a ride with friends
up to Kaabong; have a meeting with the elders in Lotim to settle some
land issues (hopefully I'll be there in January to participate in a
training put on by the Baptists); then travel to Kotito to catch a
flight to Kampala with MAF. So now, now I am in Kampala, waiting for
parts for our truck. Please pray that we will be able to find them
quickly. We are stuck until we get those parts.
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