Lots of houses built of just clay and sticks. Littles running around nakey. Lots of smiles and lots of waving at the mzungus. Women tending to fires that will burn all day to cook the family's meals. Older people sitting outside their homes, talking and watching us as we passed.
We both found ourselves firing away with our go pros, so interested and excited to see how differently these people live than us. They stared at us, we stared at them. Like being aliens from different planets-- thats how different our lives are from theirs. Its crazy to think that we can all be on the same planet, and yet experience it so differently.
At some point, it felt inhuman to have our cameras out. We eventually just put the cameras away and enjoyed passing through a moment of their lives to get a glimpse of life in rural Uganda. And it was beautiful.
A sea of matatus, that eventually got us home.
Kampala = the city we are living in.
Ugandan taking a pic of Danny as I take a pic of him.
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