KamPolly and jamie

We arrived at entebbe airport a few hours ago. We were disoriented and tired. We we had planned to hire a car to take us to Kampala but were concerned that we had forgotten to get the address of our hostel. Just then, we saw our names on printed sign. Our driver turned out to be a friendly man name is Moses and apparently he was expecting us. On the long drive to Kampala, I took in my surroundings between naps. I was struck by sight of people lounging in the shadow of trees while others carried heavy loads on their heads as they walked leisurely along the side of the narrow 2 lane highway. Meanwhile, our car sped along the left side of the road, turning frequently into oncoming traffic in order to pass cars on the right.