Hello again,
Sorry about the non-posting trend that seems to be going around this blog. I seriously posted on Sunday but apparently it didn't post. So anyways, here's my Sunday story.
So after church on Sunday, Immaculate tells me that her family is going to visit their sister in boarding school. Apparently these visitation days happen like once or twice a semester, so it's a pretty big deal. We cleared our afternoon schedule and pushed our marriage counselling to 6pm. Then we headed over to her place to join up with her sisters. At exactly 1:24 PM we left. I know, it's alittle strange that I remember the exact time but things like this happen. Anyways, we're nicely driving along and bracing ourselves for the hour and a half drive to Luwero, where the school is. Well, as we drive down the road there is this huge traffic jam. I mean, it went on for a long time and we were just sitting there with the engine off. So we decided to turn around and try a different ruite. Same thing. It took us 2 hours to travel 1KM. The road was flooded from all the rain and there was only one lane open for both sides of the road. Well, we got to the school at 5 PM, a mere three and a half hours after leaving. As we left (at 5:30 PM) Immaculate and I decided to cancel our marriage counselling. We just couldn't fathom driving back home in an hour. So Jackie, Immaculate's oldest sister, decided to take the back roads to Kampala since it would be faster. Well, as we were driving along on this tiny dirt path in the middle of nowhere. and i mean nowhere. There wasn't even any electricity running to the town we went to. We saw these men with sticks or guns (it was full moon) stopping the car ahead of us. We were miles away from the nearest village and what exactly were these thugs doing anyways? So this one started walking towards us and we thought the best move would be to start backing the car up. Visions of running through the bush with only our underwear or less while the thieves drove off with the car flashed through our minds. Nearer and nearer and nearer the man came. Then, as all seemed to be lost...he walked past us. So we decided to roll down the window and ask him what was up. Turns out, the road ahead was washed away from a flood and the men were just warning the other driver. We braved the road and drove on through the water. We arrived in Kampala at 8:30 PM, only 3 hours after starting off on our adventure. All in all, it was an exciting adventuresome day. Plus I learned that my imagination can run pretty wild when it wants to.
Sorry about the non-posting trend that seems to be going around this blog. I seriously posted on Sunday but apparently it didn't post. So anyways, here's my Sunday story.
So after church on Sunday, Immaculate tells me that her family is going to visit their sister in boarding school. Apparently these visitation days happen like once or twice a semester, so it's a pretty big deal. We cleared our afternoon schedule and pushed our marriage counselling to 6pm. Then we headed over to her place to join up with her sisters. At exactly 1:24 PM we left. I know, it's alittle strange that I remember the exact time but things like this happen. Anyways, we're nicely driving along and bracing ourselves for the hour and a half drive to Luwero, where the school is. Well, as we drive down the road there is this huge traffic jam. I mean, it went on for a long time and we were just sitting there with the engine off. So we decided to turn around and try a different ruite. Same thing. It took us 2 hours to travel 1KM. The road was flooded from all the rain and there was only one lane open for both sides of the road. Well, we got to the school at 5 PM, a mere three and a half hours after leaving. As we left (at 5:30 PM) Immaculate and I decided to cancel our marriage counselling. We just couldn't fathom driving back home in an hour. So Jackie, Immaculate's oldest sister, decided to take the back roads to Kampala since it would be faster. Well, as we were driving along on this tiny dirt path in the middle of nowhere. and i mean nowhere. There wasn't even any electricity running to the town we went to. We saw these men with sticks or guns (it was full moon) stopping the car ahead of us. We were miles away from the nearest village and what exactly were these thugs doing anyways? So this one started walking towards us and we thought the best move would be to start backing the car up. Visions of running through the bush with only our underwear or less while the thieves drove off with the car flashed through our minds. Nearer and nearer and nearer the man came. Then, as all seemed to be lost...he walked past us. So we decided to roll down the window and ask him what was up. Turns out, the road ahead was washed away from a flood and the men were just warning the other driver. We braved the road and drove on through the water. We arrived in Kampala at 8:30 PM, only 3 hours after starting off on our adventure. All in all, it was an exciting adventuresome day. Plus I learned that my imagination can run pretty wild when it wants to.
posted by Mike at 10:39 PM
1 Comments:
I must say mikey, marriage counselling and you're not even married yet, sounds like a problem to me. or was that pre-marital counselling? cuz that would make a lot more sense. or did you get married without telling anyone? it's really a mystery. for all we know, you could have been married for a year already. and it seems to me that your imagination was pretty wild before the men with guns and big mud puddles and woods and underwear and etc... oh well, sounds like life can be pretty interesting. we're all just glad you don't live in that town without electric. no net? what did we do 10 years ago? oh thats right, we were all active and the world wasn't so overweight.
later,
tim
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