Sitting on the veranda of the guest house at Kiwoko Hospital in Luweero, Uganda looking out over jungle and semicultivated land - mostly bananas. Its 7.00am and it feels like England at mid day. The sun is not yet up but its peaceful and beautiful. The Kiwoko hospital generator has just kicked in so we now have light at last - much better than candles - at least for another couple of hours. Life here in central and very rural Uganda is basic - life expectancy is 45...
Thursday 20th
And then there are the roads. Off the main roads out of Kampala, which are largely tarmaced, the rural roads between towns are literally lethal. Made of sand and rock, deeply rutted, they have a heavy camber, exacerbated by flash floods, which makes passing on coming traffic and avoiding the pedestrians and cyclists, a game of dare (about who will give way first). No running water by the way so we use a latrine in the garden. The rain water is OK for a shower (cold) but not for brushing teeth or drinking. Its hot and sticky at 9.00pm and the moquitos are dying to get in for a drink.... so an eventful night ahead.
Friday 21st
Its 7.00am and the sun is rising over Kiwoko hospital. I am sitting outside on the guest house veranda enjoying a cup cup of tea as the colours of the sky turn from dark blue to pink and orange and yellow. I am covered in mosquito repellant as they are thirsty too. Today I am speaking at the chapel service for the staff. This is a Christian hospital and every morning the staff, including around 80 students at the nursing school, meet for praise and prayer. Today I will be explaining the meaning of the parable Jesus told about of the The Good Palestinian from Samaria
