Kampala: the Equator, Restocking, and a Poolside Day.

After the retreat, Mindy and I stayed with our friend, Carolyn, who lives in Kampala.  It was so pleasant to be in her home for several days.  We ate more veggies and fruit than we had in a long time.  Never thought a plate of veggies and a salad with lettuce and dressing along with the side plate of fruit followed by a dessert of homemade cookies and ice cream would be such a treat.  But it so was.

The view from the top of the hill where Carolyn's place is...Kampala is gorgeous!

We made a little day trip to the Equator!  Touristy? Yes.  Exciting?  Sort of.  Cool thing to do and get to say you did afterwards?  For sure.  After admiring the yellow line and big white hoops that signified the equator, we crossed over and ate lunch in the southern hemisphere.  Lunch took an hour, and the poor guy had to bring our plates in the rain, but the meat in chapati thingy I had was pretty good.  Crossed back to the northern hemisphere and headed back toward Carolyn's.  Made a stop on the way by this big grocery store aptly named Quality.  Teehee.  Did a little restocking, including two packages of peach O's (or as called on the package "hola hoops").  Got more fresh fruit and veggies and headed back for a restful evening.

Mindy and I on the Equator

 In two hemispheres at once!

 Carolyn and I falling off the edge of the earth.  

Not.

 Did you know that water swirls to the left on one side of the Equator and to the right side on the other side?  And that right on the Equator the water goes straight down?  Well, now you do!

Mindy and I on other sides of the world.

Even though we're approximately 11 inches from each other.

The next day was spent at a lodge on a hilltop overlooking Lake Victoria.  Beautiful place to sit by a pool and just...read.  We got fresh salads for lunch.  I had several flashbacks to La Jolla, California where my family has spent time in so many summers.  And that, of course, made me smile.

The View.

And the sunburn you ask?  It got to looking quite strange, with some spots worse than others...

And oh yes, notice the scabs?  Those are from rafting.  Well, truthfully, they are from before rafting.  My foot just slipped on some rocks as I stood still before we got into the rafts to go down the first rapid.  Silly foot.

And for the faint of heart when it comes to gross things like dried skin, you may want to stop reading...

Because this is just that.

One piece.

Of dried skin.

From my sunburnt thigh.