New life in Kampala

View of Kampala from my balcony

Here we are, week 4 in Kampala and at least the heat is giving us a break. The locals (or people who have been around for a while), say that it hasn't been raining like it normally rains... they mean by that long grey days (similar to the ones we have often had in the UK), instead of the intense fast and furious tropical storms that then lead to sun immediately afterwards.

To be honest since I arrived here everybody has been telling me that the weather has changed... they either say that there is no difference of seasons any more, or that it is hot(ter) all the time, or that they just don't know what to expect any more of the weather. Well, must be another product of climate change, but we will leave that discussion for another day.

Life in Kampala is good so far. I sent an email to friends this week explaining some details about our life here and some of the 'cultural shocks' when you arrive and I was saying that so far for me driving here has been like driving in the South of Italy but with lots more portholes and bumps. If you have driven in South of Italy you will know what I mean, in fact the more South you go, the worst it gets... It is really similar here anyway.

But in general we are settling into a satisfactory, quite pleasant life here. I have lots of help, well of course that means much more than what I had in UK, as we have a lady working fulltime for us, and although I was a bit expectant to see how I would adapt to that, I must say that it hasn't felt too difficult or invasive... It helps that it allows me to have a bit more time for myself, which quite frankly feels very good by now.

Anyway, I shall be posting some stories of cultural understanding and potentially misunderstanding sometimes... hope that it is fun to follow from time to time.

Cheers