Its not everyday you turn up to church with your suit trousers tucked all the way down to your ankles in your socks is it? Well it isn’t for me that’s for sure, but today was different and it was another one of those Africa experiences I had to get used to if I wanted to survive or at least have some decent clothes to bring home or use for the rest of my trip.
In my previous blog I mentioned that the guesthouse was acting as host for a prayer and fasting weekend for a local church and because of this I was allowed to move rooms for the next few days to allow me to at least get some sleep and be away from what could be another noisy but important night for the guys across the compound. I moved into the Pink Room, which was one that was situated in the main guesthouse. As the name suggests the room is pink, with pink walls, pink pillow cases and even a little pink girly floor mat for when you get in and out of the shower. It’s a lot more comfortable to both sleep in and just be in. I'm going to try and stay in this room as long as I can as it has a more homely feeling and kind of has a smell of my Grans house.
Before Friday evening was over, we had a little incident that was very funny and both Matthew and I would like to share with you. It was around 8pm and I was feeling much better health wise compared to the day before. I decided to grab my things I would need for the night if I was going to be sleeping in the temporary room for the weekend. I went into my initial room, grabbed myself a vest and some shorts, took along my toothpaste and toothbrush but before I left, I thought I would just use the bathroom. As I was stood by the toilet I looked up at the window. There was a small frog. I finished up and gave Matthew a call and was like “Dude, come have a look at this”. So Matthew came in and by this point the frog had attached itself to the window in a poor attempt to get away from me. I took some photos of the creature and then suggested to Matthew he should get rid of it before it made its way around my room and hid itself somewhere ready to jump out at me when I returned. So we tried moving it. It jumped and we made the loudest screams ever. We screamed for a second then paused while we laughed, almost crying. We then screamed a little more and took out the bed and tripped over several items spread across the room, as we made our way out of the path of this, I must emphasise, tiny creature. By this time we had picked up a mop and bucket, desperately trying to catch this frog so we could remove it from the room. Matthew kept pointing out the fact that it has red feet and said it could be poisonous. Eventually, after about 5 minutes of continuous screaming and hyena laughing, we began to make progress. As we were causing a fuss over this frog, the people who were around on their prayer and fasting weekend obviously had heard all the commotion. We turned around after trapping the frog into the corner of my sink area where we found two guys from the session stood there, holding in their hands a metal grate that each room has outside its door for you to wipe and clean your shoes on. It must have sounded like we were wrestling a lion or the most dangerous creature in the world, as soon as the guys saw what were we up against they just broke down in laughter. Luckily they didn’t think we were the biggest girls in the world, but did however come and remove it with their bare hands and let it go free into the wild.
So that was that little episode over, but it made my evening, along side with talking to the folks back home and catching up on what had been going on. I went to bed quite early as I had an early morning as I was going for a trek up Mount Elgon, a local hotspot which has a lot of interesting sights to see.
In the morning I woke up and filled myself with breakfast ready for my walk. Matthew and I were to meet Jonah at 8.30 at the junction before you reach Dreamland. We were slightly late as Matthew had to carry out a little job for someone but we got there for about quarter to nine where we had a soda and began our climb from the bottom of Mount Elgon. About 5 minutes into the walk I saw the need to tuck my trousers into my socks because of the trials of ants that could be found all across the ground, plus the fact that my trousers trailed over and beneath my shoes, so tucking them into my trousers avoided getting them dirtier but also prevented bugs making their way up again. Not long after we begun, I found myself climbing the side of a huge rock, watching very carefully where I put my feet avoiding any chance of falling or having an accident. I made it to the top and took some photos of the incredible views. It was like being on an episode of LOST, where the survivors go on a hunt for the Others’, apart from we weren’t looking for any Others’, we were just walking for the sake of seeing what Mount Elgon had to show us. Luckily I didn’t see any Polar bears or come across many dangerous creatures too closely but I did spot some rock rabbits and some male Gecko’s making their way across the land. The male Gecko’s are so colourful with a red head and a nice blue body making it stand out against the rocks. The males are poisonous, so luckily the ones I saw were far enough away.
We walked for miles and wandered through districts that had recently been under conflict over land. We were assured these were now safe and I’m glad they were, because I was so exhausted that if any trouble did come my way, I wouldn’t have been able to run away fast enough to get to safety. I had almost run out of water and soaked enough tissues to last me a lifetime, wiping the sweat from my forehead and under my eyes. At one point we found ourselves at a waterfall which was really beautiful. You couldn’t get too close as the ground surrounding it was too boggy but I managed to get close enough to remove my shirt and let the mist of water refresh and cool me down from the mid day sun. We seemed to be crawling between bushes and making our way up and down the mountain side and we seemed to be speed walking at paces I was definitely not used to. At one point I remember saying “Here, are you sure you aren’t taking us in circles or at least in a square because I really does feel like we keep walking back on ourselves”. Apparently we weren’t.
So by 1pm we were making our way back down the mountain and I was quite tired but being very patient. I think there should be like a set time you have to wait before you can call it a rest, because I’m pretty sure 25 seconds doesn’t qualify as a long enough time to get rid of a stitch that seems to be getting further and further into your side as you move. As we neared the bottom I could have become a millionaire. If I had a pound for the amount of times Jonah reassured me there wasn’t much further to go, I’m pretty sure him and I have two different interpretations of what is close and what is far. Eventually we made it back to the junction but along with us came 2 sunburnt necks and 4 very exhausted legs and sweaty feet. Not being able to face the further 10 minute walk back, we decided to be lazy and hop on the back of a Buda-Buda for the remaining ground.
Back at the guesthouse I didn’t want to eat, I just wanted to re hydrate myself with water and because I drunk so much of it my stomach became full. I should be been starving but because I was so drained the thought of eating didn’t appeal to me unlike every other time I have sat down at that table. I ate a sandwich or so and also prepared one and tucked it away in a napkin for later. I was supposed to begin my washing after lunch but there was no way I had the energy to sit out in the sun and aggressively clean my clothes. I spent most of the afternoon laying on my bed in the Pink Room and later went to the Office to check some emails and relax. Still recovering we spent the evening watching a movie. We watched The Island then went to bed to have some more crazy dreams courtesy of my Malaria tablets that have entertaining me during past couple of weeks as I have slept.
Sunday we woke up and made our way to church on our bikes. The service starts at 9ish so we were able to set off for around five to, as it is only just round the corner from the main town. I kitted myself up in my more “dressy-up” clothing and I even threw on a light sweater just as an extra layer as the sun was not yet out and there could be the chance of a small shower.
So Matthew and I flew onto church on our bikes, speeding through the town. I got so far and I noticed the road, or the lack of it, in front of me starting to become boggier. I got so far and was really prepared to pedal it out and make it to the church gates without putting down my shoes in the mud. I already saw that Matthew was pushing his, but I really didn’t want to have to stand in the worst puddles ever and become caked in mud. I stuck it out as far as I could but eventually had to give in. My tyre was stacking on the mud and my brakes clogged to the extreme. I pushed the bike to the gates not best pleased at the state of my shoes. I then walked into the service just starting with the tucked in trousers and the now red and black shoes as apposed to just black.
After the service we took an alternative root home where there was less mud but this certainly didn’t mean we avoided any more chance of getting dirty. The excess mud from our tyres was repeatedly thrown up at our backs, around the mud guard. Luckily it wasn’t so bad when I got home. I could easily wipe it off with a cloth.
I started my washing and did this all afternoon. I used my dirty water to rinse the mud off my tyres and left my clothes out to dry. I then decided to shave the hair as it was getting longish now and it was time for a trim.
After washing and collecting in my clothes we began to watch a movie. We watched about an hour of Enemy of the State until around 7.30pm and then were called over for a special meal, to Solomon the Directors house, which is just next to the guesthouse on the compound. I got to eat an awesome meal. Cuckoo, which is chicken, potatoes, spinach and I even had the chance to try some more Ughali, traditional African food. We stopped here late, eating banana cake and banana ice cream for afters and left feeling rather full but exhausted.
So that was the weekend over and there are probably lots of things I have missed out. I might start using bullet points for my days, but that’s not as interesting to read, or write is it.
God Bless x
In my previous blog I mentioned that the guesthouse was acting as host for a prayer and fasting weekend for a local church and because of this I was allowed to move rooms for the next few days to allow me to at least get some sleep and be away from what could be another noisy but important night for the guys across the compound. I moved into the Pink Room, which was one that was situated in the main guesthouse. As the name suggests the room is pink, with pink walls, pink pillow cases and even a little pink girly floor mat for when you get in and out of the shower. It’s a lot more comfortable to both sleep in and just be in. I'm going to try and stay in this room as long as I can as it has a more homely feeling and kind of has a smell of my Grans house.
Before Friday evening was over, we had a little incident that was very funny and both Matthew and I would like to share with you. It was around 8pm and I was feeling much better health wise compared to the day before. I decided to grab my things I would need for the night if I was going to be sleeping in the temporary room for the weekend. I went into my initial room, grabbed myself a vest and some shorts, took along my toothpaste and toothbrush but before I left, I thought I would just use the bathroom. As I was stood by the toilet I looked up at the window. There was a small frog. I finished up and gave Matthew a call and was like “Dude, come have a look at this”. So Matthew came in and by this point the frog had attached itself to the window in a poor attempt to get away from me. I took some photos of the creature and then suggested to Matthew he should get rid of it before it made its way around my room and hid itself somewhere ready to jump out at me when I returned. So we tried moving it. It jumped and we made the loudest screams ever. We screamed for a second then paused while we laughed, almost crying. We then screamed a little more and took out the bed and tripped over several items spread across the room, as we made our way out of the path of this, I must emphasise, tiny creature. By this time we had picked up a mop and bucket, desperately trying to catch this frog so we could remove it from the room. Matthew kept pointing out the fact that it has red feet and said it could be poisonous. Eventually, after about 5 minutes of continuous screaming and hyena laughing, we began to make progress. As we were causing a fuss over this frog, the people who were around on their prayer and fasting weekend obviously had heard all the commotion. We turned around after trapping the frog into the corner of my sink area where we found two guys from the session stood there, holding in their hands a metal grate that each room has outside its door for you to wipe and clean your shoes on. It must have sounded like we were wrestling a lion or the most dangerous creature in the world, as soon as the guys saw what were we up against they just broke down in laughter. Luckily they didn’t think we were the biggest girls in the world, but did however come and remove it with their bare hands and let it go free into the wild.So that was that little episode over, but it made my evening, along side with talking to the folks back home and catching up on what had been going on. I went to bed quite early as I had an early morning as I was going for a trek up Mount Elgon, a local hotspot which has a lot of interesting sights to see.
In the morning I woke up and filled myself with breakfast ready for my walk. Matthew and I were to meet Jonah at 8.30 at the junction before you reach Dreamland. We were slightly late as Matthew had to carry out a little job for someone but we got there for about quarter to nine where we had a soda and began our climb from the bottom of Mount Elgon. About 5 minutes into the walk I saw the need to tuck my trousers into my socks because of the trials of ants that could be found all across the ground, plus the fact that my trousers trailed over and beneath my shoes, so tucking them into my trousers avoided getting them dirtier but also prevented bugs making their way up again. Not long after we begun, I found myself climbing the side of a huge rock, watching very carefully where I put my feet avoiding any chance of falling or having an accident. I made it to the top and took some photos of the incredible views. It was like being on an episode of LOST, where the survivors go on a hunt for the Others’, apart from we weren’t looking for any Others’, we were just walking for the sake of seeing what Mount Elgon had to show us. Luckily I didn’t see any Polar bears or come across many dangerous creatures too closely but I did spot some rock rabbits and some male Gecko’s making their way across the land. The male Gecko’s are so colourful with a red head and a nice blue body making it stand out against the rocks. The males are poisonous, so luckily the ones I saw were far enough away.
We walked for miles and wandered through districts that had recently been under conflict over land. We were assured these were now safe and I’m glad they were, because I was so exhausted that if any trouble did come my way, I wouldn’t have been able to run away fast enough to get to safety. I had almost run out of water and soaked enough tissues to last me a lifetime, wiping the sweat from my forehead and under my eyes. At one point we found ourselves at a waterfall which was really beautiful. You couldn’t get too close as the ground surrounding it was too boggy but I managed to get close enough to remove my shirt and let the mist of water refresh and cool me down from the mid day sun. We seemed to be crawling between bushes and making our way up and down the mountain side and we seemed to be speed walking at paces I was definitely not used to. At one point I remember saying “Here, are you sure you aren’t taking us in circles or at least in a square because I really does feel like we keep walking back on ourselves”. Apparently we weren’t.
So by 1pm we were making our way back down the mountain and I was quite tired but being very patient. I think there should be like a set time you have to wait before you can call it a rest, because I’m pretty sure 25 seconds doesn’t qualify as a long enough time to get rid of a stitch that seems to be getting further and further into your side as you move. As we neared the bottom I could have become a millionaire. If I had a pound for the amount of times Jonah reassured me there wasn’t much further to go, I’m pretty sure him and I have two different interpretations of what is close and what is far. Eventually we made it back to the junction but along with us came 2 sunburnt necks and 4 very exhausted legs and sweaty feet. Not being able to face the further 10 minute walk back, we decided to be lazy and hop on the back of a Buda-Buda for the remaining ground.
Back at the guesthouse I didn’t want to eat, I just wanted to re hydrate myself with water and because I drunk so much of it my stomach became full. I should be been starving but because I was so drained the thought of eating didn’t appeal to me unlike every other time I have sat down at that table. I ate a sandwich or so and also prepared one and tucked it away in a napkin for later. I was supposed to begin my washing after lunch but there was no way I had the energy to sit out in the sun and aggressively clean my clothes. I spent most of the afternoon laying on my bed in the Pink Room and later went to the Office to check some emails and relax. Still recovering we spent the evening watching a movie. We watched The Island then went to bed to have some more crazy dreams courtesy of my Malaria tablets that have entertaining me during past couple of weeks as I have slept.
Sunday we woke up and made our way to church on our bikes. The service starts at 9ish so we were able to set off for around five to, as it is only just round the corner from the main town. I kitted myself up in my more “dressy-up” clothing and I even threw on a light sweater just as an extra layer as the sun was not yet out and there could be the chance of a small shower.
So Matthew and I flew onto church on our bikes, speeding through the town. I got so far and I noticed the road, or the lack of it, in front of me starting to become boggier. I got so far and was really prepared to pedal it out and make it to the church gates without putting down my shoes in the mud. I already saw that Matthew was pushing his, but I really didn’t want to have to stand in the worst puddles ever and become caked in mud. I stuck it out as far as I could but eventually had to give in. My tyre was stacking on the mud and my brakes clogged to the extreme. I pushed the bike to the gates not best pleased at the state of my shoes. I then walked into the service just starting with the tucked in trousers and the now red and black shoes as apposed to just black.
After the service we took an alternative root home where there was less mud but this certainly didn’t mean we avoided any more chance of getting dirty. The excess mud from our tyres was repeatedly thrown up at our backs, around the mud guard. Luckily it wasn’t so bad when I got home. I could easily wipe it off with a cloth.
I started my washing and did this all afternoon. I used my dirty water to rinse the mud off my tyres and left my clothes out to dry. I then decided to shave the hair as it was getting longish now and it was time for a trim.
After washing and collecting in my clothes we began to watch a movie. We watched about an hour of Enemy of the State until around 7.30pm and then were called over for a special meal, to Solomon the Directors house, which is just next to the guesthouse on the compound. I got to eat an awesome meal. Cuckoo, which is chicken, potatoes, spinach and I even had the chance to try some more Ughali, traditional African food. We stopped here late, eating banana cake and banana ice cream for afters and left feeling rather full but exhausted.
So that was the weekend over and there are probably lots of things I have missed out. I might start using bullet points for my days, but that’s not as interesting to read, or write is it.
God Bless x
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