14th week

Sometimes your having a pretty good week then something terrible happens and makes everything else disappear. My weekend was not bad, i actually went out for once, for some drinks and let me tell you Kampala is very cosmopolitan at night time, we went to a couple of places, the first place was not bad, it was called Casablanca, we ate had a few drinks and smoked some hookah, which is getting very popular i guess here too. then we ended up across the street at a place called bubbles, man let me tell you if DC had the same clubs it would be awsome, this place had it all, nice bar indoor and outdoor, dance floor, and to my surprise alot of white people, mostly european ofcourse, its funny because all the african girls are looking for a white guy and all the african men are looking for white girls, which is hilarious to me. All in all it was not a bad week or weekend. Last week we have been shifting to our brand new office and i have been pretty busy setting up the place and organizing the office for the arrival of my staff. Then i took a Boda Boda (for those of you who do not know what that is, it a motorcycle taxi) which i have been told that it is very dangerous, but for me its actually pretty fun, anyways, on the way back i saw the most horrific accident and the most unhuman act i have ever witnessed in my life. We are not really used to death, i mean we see it on TV or some one in our family passes away due to old age, but im sure most people have not witnessed what i just saw. For those of you who are sensitive to this please stop reading now.

:(((((((((( I saw a woman get hit by car right in front of me close to my office and i was on the back of the boda boda, OMG this poor woman (god bless her soul) hit the ground and i think she was dead on impact, i wanted to get off and instructed my driver to stop by the time he had stopped a couple of people had gathered around and she was bleeding pretty badly from her head, her side of her face was completely smashed in, couple of men grabbed her by her legs and arms threw her on the side and traffic went by as if nothing had happened. I was and still am in complete shock, for those that know me know that im not really a sentimental person, but i just stood there while tears where coming down my face, frozen stiff didnt know what to do, my driver grabbed me and said this kind of thing happens all the time on busy streets and traffic, if she was still alive, she would lay there for hours before an ambulance or help would arrive. I dont even know how or what to think its just amazing how human life is not worth anything and how they can just throw her body to the side so traffic can keep moving. With all the problems we have in the states, one thing for sure is, nothing like that would ever happen, i remember about 16 years ago, a group of us were driving down to UVA to see one of our DJ friends, and there were alot of us, if im not mistaking 8 or 9 cars full of people and about 7 guys on motorcycles, i was with pouria in his old honda accord and we were on route 29 going bout 80 or 85 mph, and i saw in my miror one of the guys on a motorcycle, flying, he must have been doing 130 150, because he came up so fast, as soon as he reached next to our car his bike slipped from under him, right in front of our car, i saw his body hit the ground and bounce about a good 200 to 300 feet while hitting his head on the rails on the side of the road. We stopped and i was the first person to reach him, i thought he was dead, everyone had stopped and thank god the car behind us that had stopped was a doctor, he jumped out and felt his pulse and said run for help, this was back in the early 90's we didnt have cell phone. I started running, if anyone knows fauquier county you know that there is nothing around for miles and miles, i must have of ran for 10 or 15 miles. Finally got to a house and called 911, within 7 minutes ambulances were coming from all directions. They took him to the hospital, and from there they airlifted him to fairfax county hospital, i think. but the point is our systems works, we might not like the police but fuck, they do their job and try and protect us, the rules and regulations are there in place to protect us, not like here, there is no law and order, people pretty much do as they please, and no one is there to stop them. I just wanted to share that story to compare our structure and the structure here in africa. Please do not misinterpret my intentions here, this place is beautiful and full of life, but in one moment the perception of something could change drastically. I think this experience has changed me in a way, life is precious and we do not know how precious it is until it is gone. I believe we take a lot of things for granted back at home, i know because i was a perfect example. The luxury of turning on your faucet and being able to drink the water, taking hot showers anytime, buying what ever we want where ever we want, getting sick and i mean something serious, for example if i get malaria here (which i have 3 times) i go to the local clinic and in 10 minutes they diagnose me with malaria, but they do not have the equipment or facilities to treat a major injury like broken arm, or anything of the sort. There are no ambulances, or fire trucks to help anyone out. Any ways, its been a weird week. i dont have any pictures, and even if i did im sure nobody  would want to see a dead woman laying in the street, then her body thrown to the side like garbage. sad week