To be frank, I had a whole workup of all these differences between Ugandan hosting style and ours, then a copy/paste error destroyed it all. In keeping with my character I refuse to retype it. Suffice it to say that we hosted a few Trainees last week and one of them got a huge gaping leg wound in our backyard.
Cassandra = happy to have a friend.
Visitor = in deifinite pain.
Neighbors = unimpressed with our hosting skills.
On a lighter note, one of my friends was recently robbed at machete blade. We can all agree that the point of a machete is much less intimidating than the blade. I sent a message of condolences and offers to help any way I could, but failed to recognize that the phone would also be stolen. At least my friend's assailant can sleep easy knowing he has a friend in Uganda who is there for him if he needs it...
When we visit Lamu, I'm gonna take a lesson from Crocodile Dundee and trump those bitches with a claymore.