London Days

I've been told to blog a bit so people know what's happening. So here is a start. Even though I'm heading home soon. But I'll share my African awakening on here in time. Exerts from
my journal, experiences and photos. 

So I'm back in the land of Internet. London town!! 

I miss Northern Uganda though. It's a place of magic. It is so broken yet the hope that is exuded takes your breath away and realise that joy is possible. Even when living in the memory of hell. 

One of the girls said "I've been so close to heaven and so close to hell". That sums it up perfectly for us I guess.

I won't go too much into Africa yet. It's still being processed and I hold it close to my heart. Instead I'll share the things we've done and see here. 

We arrived late last Wednesday night after what I would describe the worst 24 hours of my life. Such moments included:
 2am on the Nairobi airport floor writhing in stomach pain from fast food dinner. 

Being given the all clear to fly by the slow and broken English doctor. 

Arriving in Cairo for an 8 hour stop over where they took our passports for the wholetime.

Being taken into a room with 3 middle eastern "doctors" to try figure out what was wrong with me and watching one of them pull out a syringe to give me "the treatment". I ran out of there as fast as I could! 

And finally arriving in London at 10 sans bag. 5 degrees and a plane blanket for protection. 

So that was the hilarious and dramatic beginning to our time in London