On the way home I sat outside a store after purchasing a cold beverage. The store operator comes out and starts pouring liquid from a can into a coca cola bottle. I suddenly realize that the store is also a gas station.
Later on Kirsten insists on getting something packaged. A fifteen minute walk/ her singing about the joys of processed food leads us back to Kyetume. I purchase some chips and cabbage from a girl cooking at a fire outside.
February 25. There is no power, so I hang up my laundry to dry and head into Masaka.
A torrential downpour falls, and my laundry remains wet til the next day.
Kirsten finds the funniest things to sing about Greg. Lol. Love your writing, so cryptic and to the point. Makes me laugh....
ReplyDelete