pix o' fun

I thought it might be nice to share some of the lighter sides of the trip. First up... our fearless leader, Thatcher.



This is a sign I saw which I still haven't quite figured out, but thought it might be fun to take to Temple sometime to show my rabbi.







Here are a few of us roughing it at breakfast at the Mosa Courts.





Remember my story about the chicken in the trunk? Here is Moses offering it it's final few squawks before being "cooked" in the trunk and then again for Moses' Sunday dinner.





Want grit in between your teeth, covering every inch of your clothes, and still be able to see muted red earth tones on your towel even after taking a shower? Just travel the roads in Uganda.



We did spend a day at a game park. John had seen a few too many of these guys by this point, I guess.



Joe, on the other hand, started up a pretty groovy relationship with this cute warthog.





Anna and Katie loaded for hippo.





Thatcher kept our game drive lively by offering to buy a beer for the first one of us to site a zebra, a dik-dik, a baboon, etc. It was pretty crazy on the bus. Looking back on it and seeing this picture of Thatch, I think he was just being the good father on the proverbial family road trip.





John, Fred and me. John and Fred are both orphaned young men, both in their mid twenties. They are like brothers, having had to rely on each other in so many ways since their parents died. John is raising several younger brothers and sisters. Together they started an NGO in Kyotera which gives boys opportunities to learn and play soccer. They are amazing young men, both of whom we all came to admire. John and Fred are the ones acting as my liason with Margaret and her family in the village.





Dan.
Asleep.