Our Trip to Uganda: Part 3 (Gulu)

We got to spend only 3 1/2 days in Gulu.  Not enough time to do everything we wanted to do, or to meet everyone we wanted to meet, but we did our best.  We did get to attend church, so that was a great place to see so many.  The rest of the time we spent going around to see a lot of different people.

One of those people is Brenda.  She had her 22nd birthday, so my mom made her a birthday cake.  She didn't know how to blow out the candles.  It was so funny.  It took her 3 or 4 tries to get all 4 candles blown out.  Brenda has been called to serve in the London England mission.  She is set to leave in just a couple of weeks.  We loved getting to meet her.

We had to send her on a bus to Kampala to work on some of her mission papers and getting a visa.  it was sad to say goodbye to her.  She will make a great missionary!

Jackie was another lady we stopped to visit (not in the picture).  Her family all lives together in a village of huts and houses.  Several of them wanted their pictures taken.

This little boy was a poser

This is Esther and Gabriel.  She says we are her sisters now, because she has adopted our parents as her own. She was so sweet. Loved meeting her.

We were so excited to get to meet Dickson and Agnes and see their swamp aka: Paradise Beach.

They were such a fun couple.

Dickson picked fruit from his trees and gave it to us, then they cut down some sugar cane for us to try.  That was a fun, messy, treat.

Pam and her sugar cane.  They laughed at us because we didn't know how to eat it right. 

We also stopped to see President James at his home.  He served us Maize.  It was fun to get to try it.  We saw it everywhere being sold by street vendors, but didn't dare try it.  

Another one of our stops was to see baby Nola.  Okello John and Grace named their baby Nola Woods.  Our Aunt Sylvia made this darling quilt for her, so we delivered it with some baby clothes.  She is such a cute little thing.

Mom has sent us fabric, and has told us so much about the fabric store here, that we had to check it out.  What a riot!  The store was teeny, and loaded to the brim with cuts of fabric.  We had to take off our shoes and climb onto a mountain of fabric to get to the place we were selecting from.

We found our piece of fabric, and took it to Watmon, the tailor.  He saw us in the fabric store and insisted that he make a skirt for us.  We told him we were leaving town and there wouldn't be time.  He promised he would have it done the next day.  Sure enough, he did, and they fit!  Love our new Ugandan skirts!

We were lucky enough to be there for my dad's birthday.  

We had his birthday lunch at the local pizza joint (owned by a guy from Chicago)

We were so busy running around that day that we didn't have a chance to make him another cake, so we put candles in the remaining pieces of Brenda's cake.  It was still good.

Happy Birthday Dad!!  We love you!