Vibrations.

A few nights ago most folk here woke to being shaken a little. I woke thinking how pleasant it was to have a massaging bed. Then I realised it was an earth tremor and what is a pleasant shake to us, can mean disaster elsewhere. Going outside in the morning, I looked at the volcanoes and asked God if they were still dormant. They are. The epicentre was on the other side in the Congo and although not a massive earthquake, it was enough to kill two children and flatten many flimsy dwellings. For those thinking of visiting Kisoro, don't worry, tremors here are rare and no damage was done on this side of the mountain range.

 

Mike and I took off for a weekend of R&R. We traversed the bends to Kabale and stayed at a Hotel looking down over Lake Bunyoni. Photos never do justice to the amazing view. It was very peaceful and pleasant. The food was a bit of a gamble...you couldn't be sure you would get what you ordered but so long as you ordered a couple of hours in advance, it arrived on time...well almost!

Mike's hot chocolate fudge sundae was a definite disappointment. It amounted to a hot baked banana with a minimal drizzle of chocolate sauce from a squeezy bottle. It takes a lot of imagination to regard that as a hot chocolate fudge sundae!

 

Before heading back, we went down to the lakeside for lunch at the Bird's Nest. This is the most expensive Hotel in the region...and you can see why. Here the spectacular view was along the lake. On the left is a jetty area where tourists take canoes or motor boats to stay on some of the further islands. It is also where local fishermen bring in the fresh crayfish for sale. You can take them home live in a plastic bag or if you are prepared to wait quite a while, they will kill and shell them for you. As they look like mini black lobsters with effective pincers, I couldn't help but think they would have worked their way out of the bag in a short while and we would be in horror movie situation with snapping crayfish scuttling around the car. Not what you want to deal with whilst navigating a very bendy road. I failed with walking a live turkey home at Christmas, I also failed with live crayfish as passengers.

It was nice to be away from the noise of babies and Carers for a while but it was also nice to be back. Generous came for a visit and told us about her weekend. It was a bit of a one-sided conversation but she showed her agreement with big gummy smiles and the occasional 'goo'.

 

The latest confusing conversation with Winniefred...

W...The lady who is going to foster M is not a lady.

.....Oh, she's not a lady, she's a man?

.....What? No. She's not a lady yet.

.....If she's not a lady and she's not a man, what is she?

.....she won't be a lady until the 21st.

......Hmm! (Mentally thinking- I didn't think that was permitted in Uganda but obviously it is). So when she's a lady she will take M?

......Yes

Festo emerged from the corridor chuckling. Winniefred was saying 'ready' but transposed the r for l, as they do, and added a vowel in front of the consonant, as they do. It makes a totally different conversation!!