En route to Bugembe, or any village for that matter, you must have the stomach for a mouthful of red Ugandan sand. Stained with the blood, sweat and tears of all whom live on it- this sand let's you know of its presence. Below lies NaFIRRI's dodgy 4wd. Pointing the way home, my colleage Elias poses for a snapshot in time.
Lake Victoria in all her glory.
Eat my dust. My red, bold, undeniably entrancing dust.
All for now,
<3
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