It felt good to be back in Kabale, the hustle and bustle of Kampala is a bit much for this country boy to handle. I remember Kampala seeming quite slow paced when I came last time, not looking forward to what Brisbane will be like when I get home. Started with dropping Kathryn at School and then went and talked to the counselor about the children we looked at last week and a few other things. After this I cruised to the drop-in centre to catch our man Hollands in action. It was good to rock up and have the children shout out when they saw me coming, they must have missed me (that’s how I like to think of it anyways). I think that they are used to seeing me when Phil is with them. Two children in particular had me thinking that what we were doing is worth while when they said that they loved me.
Just as Phil started to share with the boys Edward hit me up to go and see someone about some land, so we headed of and saw them and then I went home to get the car and had lunch with Kathryn at the local joint that we all go to when we want something a bit more like home.
The others were telling me that they had not had much power during the days while I was in Kampala, must of been fun times for them. Quinton and Erica blew up their hot water system when I was away also. I was not really them, Quinton said that he turned it on and heard a noise so promptly turned it off again, and discovered black smoke pouring out of the cupboard where the hot water system is. I also fixed that today, it seems as though the connection was bad and just got worse as time went by until it finally arced out. I re-terminated the connection with a connector and as I did I discovered that they had used a combination of electrical tape and a black plastic bag to isolate the previous connections, no wonder it went up in smoke.
