A new family has moved to the town in which my family first lived when we moved to Uganda, the beautiful town of Mbale.
The mother of this family has some lovely photographs that make me completely nostalgic every time I look at them.
They are coming to grips with the enormity of the culture gap:
crazy workshops, in which you must sit for hours waiting for the car to be fixed
learning to exist in a place where being white is being a racial minority
learning to appreciate the ragged beauty that is everywhere
traveling, seeing all the fantastically beautiful natural landscapes
adjusting the schedule when the power goes out
experiencing the unpredictable road conditions
and learning to understand the often times crazy culture of the beautiful people.
(they’re even taking care of the old cat)
(all photo credits go to D. Tuininga)