Home Sweet Home...
By the way, I am NOT looking forward to having to take another trip next week, but it should be fun when we get there - the plan is to stay at the ARA, and I think Amy might get to come with us, which will be cool because she's never been to Kampala just to hang out.
Okay, the trip to Mbale was just alright (I was tired), but the days before were fun so I'll give you a quick summary: on Saturday it rained hard in the afternoon, so us girls ran outside in our clothes to wash our hair in the rainwater pouring off the gutter. It was colder even than regular showers, but got our hair nice and clean. (Craig got pictures!) That night we had a going away party for Nolan, complete with pizza. We were a little worried he was going to miss it, though - he'd gone with Bob and some of the other guys to work on a windmill, and got caught in the rain. The next day it poured all afternoon, and we had to cancel the afternoon worship service. Bob pulled a few trucks out of the mud, only to have them get stuck again. The next morning, Amy, Nolan, and I got up early to hike the hill behind the clinic. My flip flops got completely slippery from the mud and so I had to climb barefoot, but missed all the thorns so it was actually pretty nice. And the just-past-sunrise view from the hill is SO beautiful! We left later that morning for Mbale, and ate a really good lunch at the Oasis of Life restaurant. I tried some of Rachel's crocodile kebob - it tasted kinda fishy, but was somehow okay.
Nolan tried not to think about leaving, and I'd sort of like to do the same. It's not that I don't love Billings, and really love you guys, but Karamoja is like the only other place that I'd really want to live! But I'm pretty confident God has called me to be in Montana, so that helps. I just REALLY will miss people here and it's completely a bummer to think of leaving them for who knows how long (if I ever see them again). Still, it is great to have these relationships with people now, and I'm very thankful for them.