Alright friends, I’ve come to a conclusion concerning my daily posting of the little things in my life in photographic form. The internet in Kotido is, to put it mildly, horrifically slow 95% of the time. So slow that, more often than not, it takes ten minutes to load basic HTML gmail. I’m sure you can imagine how long it takes, therefore, to upload pictures to WordPress, compressed or no.
In lieu of this and, more pressingly, in lieu of the fact that I have a mere seventeen days left in Uganda (!!) and a large portion of those days will be spent in transit, I’m going to compress the challenge.
Rather than posting one photo every day according to my previously laid out schedule, I’m going to post two or three that I’ve managed to upload when the internet is cooperating. I think this is a worthy solution, and it deceases the posts in your inboxes and readers while allowing me to be more present in real life. And, if I don’t get through everything before my time is spent, I promise there will be post-landing publications (which shall also mean high-quality photos, yay!).
So, without further ado dearest readers, I present the following:
Roads Walked Every Day
This is the path leading up to our little house on the Diocese compound in Karamoja. No road is paved in town- or from here to Lira, to mention. In fact, UMEME (the electricity company for the nation) has yet to reach Kotido. So if people have power, it’s based off of a generator, solar energy, or some other inventive (and hopefully green) method. When compared to my Mount Holyoke picture of the roads, it’s almost unfathomable that even the sidewalks- meant only for walking or bike riding- are paved and up kept.
Expat fashion in the Pearl of Africa involves e number of rather hilarious and intriguing trends; one can find everything from REI posterboys clad in ten-pocket zipper-off-shorts pants to women wearing wide and breezy broom skirts. Having rocked both of those looks in my time, I am hardly one to sit in judgement; however, working in an office and staying here long-term has loaned itself to my typical exploratory tastes in fabric and color to take wing.
Here I am, standing on the veranda, wearing what I think is a rather average Lizzie-in-Uganda outfit: my favorite Mount Holyoke College t-shirt (go Lyons!), a skirt made from peacock-covered fabric purchased in town and then made custom for me by our friend Alice (a tailor), my well-worn Toms, and of course my floppy straw hat (on loan from mama mcmizzie). All of this to say: when traveling abroad, contrary to beliefs I’ve held in the past, you do not need to look like a slob and live off one pair of pants for two weeks. Sure, that kind of packing and travel has its time and place (my brother is fond of recounting his tales from a month-long hiking excursion in Guatemala with a mere two sets of clothing) but you can have a little fashionista fun while you’re at it. And besides, straw hats have made an en vogue comeback, don’t you think?
An Average Meal
While housemates love to cook- and I mean, love to cook, and we have devoured many a delicacy adapted from a smattering of food blogs, I thought it most apt to share with you a typical Karamajong meal. Above you’ll see a piece of chicken swimming in stew juxtaposed with posho, the white mass dominating the plate. Posho has the consistency of really thick, almost solid mashed potatoes and tastes like mashed up rice. With it is my absolute favorite Ugandan food- chapote! I’ve seen it spelled so many different ways on street signs and on menus, so I’m not sure how exactly one writes it out. Nevertheless, it is pronounced around these parts like this: cha-pot-ee. However you say it, the food is delicious; imagine a very thick, flakey, warm, and yummy soft taco (but better) and that is it. Jealous yet? Should be. Yet you need be jealous for long, because cheese is nigh on impossible to come by in these parts, save the ricotta housemate-foodie-folks-extraordinaire make. So, you know, there’s a definite trade-off for this here Decadent Dairy Lover. (In a moment of homesickness the other day, I texted my father and asked if for my birthday dinner we could have mashed potatoes positively swimming in cheddar. He’d obliging).
current jam: ‘brave’ nicole nordeman anddd it just switched to ‘your song’ ellie goulding
best thing in my life right now: giving haircuts!
fantas: still fifteen.
pages read: okay, so call me a cheater, but since i was so ill leading up to the release of the film of deathly hallows i never finished my re-read of order of the phoenix so I’ve spent all day reading that instead… itsharrypottersorrytolstoyyou’realwaysgoingtobesecondbesttome!