As we finished seeing spring number 4 the rain came. We decided it was best to get off the mountain dirt roads and head home. Ssembwa was drivng and he wandered around down the mountain and we ended up out on the shore of Lake Victoria. I had said I had not seen a lake since we got to Kampala and that was rather strange since the map shows numerous lakes all around Kampala. Ssembwa decided I needed to see a lake even if it was raining cats and dogs.
As long as we were at the lake Eddi and Ssembwa decided they needed to buy some fish (the real reason for going to the lake. They stopped at a stand and asked prices on fish requiring the seller to walk up to the car in the rain and negotiate. They weren't satisfied with the price or the fish we weren't sure which. We finally stopped againThe man came out with two big black shopping bags that held 8 k of fish. He placed them in the back of the truck. They said they were little fish (with a funny name) about the size of your thumb. They boiled them and fed them to the children because they were so nutritious. We asked if the kids liked them and they said of course, they are good for them.
We had a long trek home and it rained all the way. Traffic into Kampala was stop and go and we ended up taking a back route that brought us right to our apartment. We went to get the fish out of the back and the bag had broken and their were little fish all over the back of the truck. It is still raining hard and Ssembwa is up in the back of the truck trying to collect his little fishes. He guaranteed us that he got them all but we noticed the next day that the man who washes the truck for us had pulled the cover off of the bed and was washing every inch of the truck bed. It must have smelled bad.
Another day of life in Uganda. Hey, we're Mamba clan. Ha!