
We were housed in a Convent named St. Monica's just outside of Gulu, run by a host of Italian nuns. It was a very large convent and we were the only guests staying. It was a very beautiful, serene place to hang out for a week. The nuns really took care of the eight of us. Every evening after language class we would go out and play frisbee in the garden, we even got one of the nuns to have a few tosses. You haven't seen funny until you see an old Italian nun trying to throw a disk. Every night they prepared for us an amazing meal of either steak or fish and all the fixen's. After dinner we would sit in the courtyard and talk while the nuns would bring us cold beer they were letting us store in their fridge. The bats would fly over head eating mosquitoes, while we sat in the cool evening catching up on each others experiences.
One morning while waiting for language to start Nancy said; "you know, there is an eclipse this morning. Do you want to see it?" Of course we all said yes, so the next thing you know Nancy pulls an X-ray of a human skull out of her purse and walks off into the garden. Apparently an x-ray makes a great viewfinder for looking directly at an eclipse. We all stood taking turns looking at the sun through an image of her sister's skull. Luckily I was able to catch a glimpse of the eclipse without identifying any tumors! Quite a sight to see.
We have become friends with a couple by the name of Ben and Holly that originally came over as Mennonite Missionaries several years ago. They have decided to stay here to live and work for the foreseeable future. That week they had us over for a dinner party at their compound in Gulu. It was a great night, we sat outside grilling chicken, drinking beer and listened to American music on their stereo. Holly made Hummus and salsa and the chicken tasted like home.
On Thursday we were taken on a tour of St. Mary's Hospital in Lacor. As we walked in we were immediately overcome by the smell of feces and urine. The hospital is an enormous place that was completely over run by the sick. Every bed was occupied and there were still hundreds spread all over the complex, under trees, on the patio and sleeping in the grass. We were taken into the children's ward and I saw some of the most heart breaking things I've ever seen. More sick children than I can even describe. Kids dying from AIDS and Malaria, children that had been neglected and malnourished. Very tough stuff to see. It quickly reminds you of the nature of this country. There is a lot of work to be done.
On Saturday we left for Kampala and a week of In Service Training with the other 47 volunteers that came to country at the same time as me. They put us up in a resort hotel on the outskirts of the city. We spent the week having sessions during the day and having a great time in the evenings. There was a pool, steam and sauna, weight room, two full bars and the best food I've had in country available every night.
It was a great time to get together with some of the people i haven't seen in three months and we wasted the time having belly-flop contests, swapping movies on our computers (Where the Wild Things Are, The Hangover, every season of the Wire, among many others), and just having a mental vacation before heading back to our respective posts.