We heard that word a lot today.  It was our time to go do a little sight-seeing and take a break from our work in Buloba.  So we headed over to Jinja, about 1.5 hours east of Kampala to check out the Nile River.  We went to the source of the Nile River, saw some monitor lizards and monkeys, checked out some huge waterfalls and had an awesome lunch at a bed n’ breakfast (some much needed American food).  But the highlight of the day was the bungee jumping.

We ended up at this cool place overlooking the Nile River with a pier hanging over that looked like a huge beer bottle.  Everybody went for it except for Andi and myself, the only non-college folks on the trip.   Jordan, Morgan, Amanda, Lauren and Catherine all took a dive from 127 feet above the Nile River, most of them going in waste deep, head first into the water.  Andi filmed it all from the look-out spot and I was the coach on the platform…some needed coaching much more than others.  (I had told Leslie I wouldn’t bungee jump and just was too cheap to spend the money.)

They had a special going where you could pay for the 2nd jump at ½ price, then get the 3rd for free.  Morgan and Lauren took them up on it and went three times.  We ended up being there like 2 hours.  It was so much fun watching them, but like many times on the trip, I was feeling like the old Dad again. It was so fun just to be around them all and watch from the platform.  I know…sound’s like something my Dad would have said.

Here’s the two best pics of the day…Morgan then Lauren.

It was a good day to be together, have some fun time and just talk about  what all we were experiencing on the trip.  A good day to decompress.

“Mizungooo!”  I think this is especially fun to yell this out the window of the van at other white folks that I see (which is not very often).