tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88964642023-05-21T10:50:54.743+00:00Two months later, and many hangovers,and a few sunburns that have eased nicely into a leathery glow, I have decided to chronicle my months here in Kampala, Uganda and essentially 'throw myself out there' to all those who know me..Enjoy Mzunguhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12432501073774090500noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896464.post-1126905055081991962005-09-16T21:03:00.000+00:002005-09-16T21:10:55.083+00:00

I guess this is a eulogy of sorts. I am home in Canada now and have been compiling this list since I was in Uganda, so you can tell maybe which days were my better from my worse.. Guys back in K'la, please... add to the list, as I'm sure I havent quite gotten all Africa's little nuances..Enjoy, I did.Things I've learned.....US Marines are actually referred to as ‘squids’- but only by my friend

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CONQUERING GENDER EQUALITY, ONE DRUNKEN NIGHT AT A TIME….The Adventures in Southern AfricaOkay so I figured it was time I am unfortunately a) sucky at really typing what I want to say exactly and b), I am experiencing that feeling of when you’ve been traveling, meeting people and living in backpacker ‘lodges’ for a few weeks and then have it all come to a halt. I really want to enjoy Kampala

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It seems fitting that Canada Day is approaching that I am starting to think and read of things that make my country oh so great...Now, dont get me wrong, in reading back a few posts, I did state something like, 'i hate Canada' or something, but eh, I take it all back. In fact, Canada is my home, boy...I think this is why Im so delighted with Canada.. Gay marriage! As the article states, which I

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Missing: Ugandan Street dog with a limp-no reward but man, I miss him! Yeah, I know Im gonna get alot of flack for dedicating my extrememly informative and otherwise politically savvy blog to write about my recent bummer here in Kampala..But kiss my ass, K and D (the two that I am now most POSITIVE are the only people who read this), you know my probably unhealthy relationship with street dogs

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(the above title is the only thing I could think of to capture, the essence of my life, this june..Taken from one of my favourite GN'R songs, Bad Apples..yes, from my favourite band)I see I have created an absolute, UPROAR with all my fans of this website as to why I have not posted, like ever, in a while and that there may even be a looming backlash as well, as one eager fan is threatening to

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I promise you I will write in detail about the ultimate traveling adventure which officially finished last night when I got back to Kampala....And I'll post some pictures when I get my ass around to it.. Peace.

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Me Kristin the Norweigian and a really really stunned guy 

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Do I look like ready to break out into an orgy ganja smoking fest?! Well,...no, just kidding! But someone in that picture is awfully happy to be snuggled in between two ladies. And that hat!!That WAS my favourite hat, bought from some kid in Rwanda. It has been MIA since that night., so if anyone would like to send me another one, I mean, come on! Look how good it is! More scandelous Bulogo

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Okay so yet another reason why I believe Uganda continues to harvest Pulitzer prize winning journalists..NOT! I cant believe I just used "NOT" but it seemed appropriate; I am not contending that I have some worthy journalistic qualities..A few weekends ago, we attended a island party through Rouge, our 'club' and a guy that owns the island. Tents were erected, alcohol was served in a dugout canoe

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Legs: Shaved!Armpits: recently shaved as well, with same razor from SeptemberLip: guess whose back...back again...'sun blisters', a trade off from bulogo island# of insect bites: I think mozzies were actually in my net the other night..Dont worry, I scratched two so they no longer trouble me..They will just scar awayHair: Freshly dyed, thank you very much,Mental well-being: Planning trip to Kenya

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Recapping on my weekends here lead nicely into my thoughts of ex-pat life here in Kampala. On the one level many volunteers, interns, UN, regional managers and the like in Kampala have certainly struck lucky. Not only can we access good beer on all occasions, but because of the Asian influence, we’ve been able to source some wonderful eats. I have my reservations, and I have my moments of

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My friend Kelly asked me a question a few weeks ago that is as simple as what’s your favourite band? Or your favourite chocolate bar (to which I may do a top 10 list of as well later) then why did these questions, what is your favourite book? And who are your favourite authors? Completely rendered me retarted?!This question completely stumped me…Why?!? ..I mean, okay, I could come up with a few

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Yep, I will get to my title shortly… I don’t really believe in fate or destiny. ( Dean R Koontz’ Lightening would disagree “destiny reasserts the pattern that was meant to be”), but coincidences, or ‘coinkidinks’ as many of us affectionately coined it, can come strong, like real strong, making me a little sceptical of my own scepticism of this whole fate business. I’ll explain…3 years ago in

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This is my one true love here... 

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The debate rages on whether or not we will be able to see a play based on a part of our body that we own…Well after much prodding and verbal abuse from my dear Kampala friends (fuckn’ write in your blog already!) who actually HAVE this blogsite address, I decided my first new entry of the new year shall appropriately be about, vaginas…Because that’s what all the hoopla’s been about in Kampala

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My funds have officially depleted as of the end of Rwanda trip….Im out $375 US (gorilla trekking permit) and therefore, I boil my own shoes, I eat scraps from the garbage….But wasn’t it an adventure! We scored the seats of all seats on our Jaguar coach line enroute to Kigali (8 hours)…the first 3 seats..Actually it is considered the worst if your all worried about personal safety and have

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“I will only ride in the back of pick ups for now on!””…Words screamed joyfully by my friend, as we tumbled along dirt roads, riding in style, in the back of a pick up truck, our bags tossed around, and enjoying every pistureque view….of the Parc Des Volcans..Translation: crazy ass volcans everywhere… We arrived at base camp, pretty giddy with nervous excitement…Look where we are, are we really

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October 17th 2004: National Mukisa Day: I have a new member in our household. She’s stinky, she eats all our food and doesn’t say thank you, and she always wants to go out at night and hook up with her mates on the street. But getting used to her new place, with all the culture shock and all, she is quite comfortable, she’s the centre of attention because of her adoring, charm and striking

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Ahhh. Look at that proud mama..I think she spent the first two weeks in my arms...

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Upon staring and subsequently removing with my old t-shirt the huge cockroach that had upturned itself on its back before it has made its way to my closet, I realized, hey, its about time I started that blog site I've been putting off....Its amazing how you can become so caught up in a new life. and have otherwise damaging instances like cockroaches become the norm. It has been 2 months now in

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sunset in Jinja, Uganda 

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Working, Travelling, and the misadventures of Katie Didyk What the fook does blog mean anyway? I think its just one of those annoying words that computer geeks throw out into the world and sit in their parents bedrooms and giggle to themselves..this is how words as "avitar" "google" and "blog" are now commonplace in vocab; can someone please explain this?! Note: For those that really know me

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