I am in the airport waiting for my flight to Detroit. It is a little bit of a relief to be sitting here in the airport with my boarding passes. I’ve been thinking about this trip since Easter. I’ve done so much research and planning (even though some of my friends think I’m doing this on such a whim, and are legitimately worried about what’s going to happen to me.) I’m just so ready to be in Uganda and to deal with whatever I’m going to have to deal with.
My dad gave me some cash even though I told him I can’t exchange anything less than a 50 dollar bill (made after the year 2000) He’s convinced the $ will hold some weight on the street – maybe he’s right.
Jeff and Kellie are meeting me in Entebbe where they’ve booked a hostel since I’m getting in so late. Then their going to show me around the capital.
It’s suppose to rain the day I get there. Acutally, I get there at night and Monday is suppose to be Sunny. Actually, it probably rains everyday – that’s how Florida was before this draught.
I’m worried about the cost of staying at the VOLSET orphanage. $420/mo. I don’t have it. Something will work out though.. maybe Festus (the director) will like my idea of a photo-journal of the kids, or a revamp of their website.
Aunt Lisa told me today that she will adopt one if they need it. I think she was serious. I told my mom and dad and they said they’d do it in a heartbeat if they felt it was the Lord’s Will. Alec got readlly excited about the idea of a little brother or sister. Before they even were talking about it, I was considering if I’d be able to take care of a kid yet – I just imagine getting over there and getting attached.
It’s so sad to be a kid without a family. I’m bringing a Frisbee, some tootsie rolls, and some stickers to share with the kids.
My flight is boarding soon. It’s 10:30 Ugandan time. We’ll see how this jetlag thing goes…
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The American dollar will be worth more. I guess it's too late for this, but don't exchange all your American money. You can get way more for it on the "black market" (i.e. - from normal people) than you can at banks with the proper exchange rates.
This is because Ugandan money is good in Uganda, but it's pretty much worthless in every country that's not Uganda, or bordering Uganda. American money is able to be wired, spent, exchanged, etc., everywhere in the world, and therefore it's more valuable to people in a lot of countries with weak economies.
I had the same thing in Vietnam. Whenever I'd buy something, they'd give me a slightly lower price in American dollars. When I said I only had Vietnamese Dong, they'd look at me like, "awwww man!"
--Casey
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