|Robbie, Pastor George, Antonio and I at our hotel in Kampala.|
Upon our arrival in Uganda on Monday night, we were greeted and picked up by Pastor George. We went to a delicious roadside restaurant for a little midnight snack of chicken and chips (fries), and then drove to our hotel, which is apparently a nice one, because the Ugandan pope stays there. :) That night, we were all exhausted, even though it was only Monday afternoon to our Eastern hemisphere bodies. The flights we took were the longest flights I'd ever endured, so I was thoroughly exhausted.
|Kampala neighborhoods and city outskirts, right behind our hotel.|
|The elephant friend we saw on the side of the road.|
|Street market. That pineapple was the jam. Just sayin'.|
Our hosts for the week were Pastor George and his sweet wife, Irene. We were also accompanied by a few little housemates-George and Irene's three adorable children. A couple girls who serve as house helpers also live with them. Regardless of whether "the Americans" are in town, they usually have a full house! One thing that struck me was the sense of community that pervades every part of life there. The people live close to one another and are focused on relationships. Each night, when we returned from the villages, we were welcomed with a meal and a time of relaxation and fellowship. On more than one occasion, the pastors and church leaders we worked with through the week also joined us. It was clear that people were valued and welcomed on a regular basis, not just during our stay. On our first night, we ran through the itinerary and decided where the focus of our time should be spent: encouraging and visiting the people of the village church plants. I'll be back to share more about those villages in part II!