A few nights ago, I ended up on the roof of the hostel enjoying a sundowner along with most of the other guests here. We shared our travel stories and plans while watching the horizon turn to orange through the hazy Kampala air. I found myself a bit distracted from
I’m having a staring contest with a lizard. He’s doing his best to keep an eye on me without leaving the cover of a little gap in the roofing next door. It’s the height of the second wet season here in Uganda. Drier than the first wet season, they say.