So, the passed day or so since my last post has gone more or less as planned, though with some delay. Last night, almost immediately after I updated this blog, I met JACOB. That’s right, I met Jacob. For those of you not as intrinsically hopped up on Invisible Children, Jacob was one of the four boys that the IC crew met on their very first trip. He had escaped Kony’s ranks and was in hiding in Gulu with his brother. His story and his resilience are a huge inspiration, and meeting him was really exciting. I didn’t want to be one of those starstruck types (like I was in San Diego in 2007) so I quickly went back to my own thing at the cafe. But when I got ready to leave, Jacob offered to walk with me to the office the next morning!
Spent the night in a small but decent room. Woke up really early to get things ready and headed out to Kope Cafe to meet up with Jacob. We walked for a while before Richard rode by us on a bike! Richard is an IC mentor and, specifically, Tony’s mentor. Tony (another boy from the first film) and Richard came to Arizona this passed spring as a part of the Legacy Tour. After we made it to the office, I met up with Jessica, my contact, and we had a long sit-down talking about the different programs and going into some of the specifics about the way they work. After talking for a while, I had a look at the local IC store and nabbed myself a messenger bag! Totally awesome. I also got one of the famed yellow bracelets which you can only get at the office here. Awesome.
From there, I went and checked out of JoJo’s before heading back to Kope Cafe for a bit. I made a little bit of progress uploading pictures, but was ultimately foiled in updating anything. But! As I was getting ready to pack up and thinking about finding the bus park, Alison texted me that she’d be in Gulu. Happy to join a friend, I agreed to head to her favorite Ethiopian restaurant in the country. Said goodbye to Jacob and walked with Alison to Abyssinia and had Ethiopian food for the first time (that I can remember). It was actually pretty good! The injera takes some getting used to, but all in all it was pretty good and I’ll have to make it a point to visit the one by ASU when I get home.
From there, Alison and I walked to the bus park where she met up with her ILF crew and I found a bus to Kampala. A very empty bus. Buses usually don’t leave until they’re full, and I ended up waiting for almost two hours for the bus to get moving. Part of this time I passed reading, and part of this time I spent outside (I saw the ILF truck pull over nearby so I went to chat with Alison and her co-workers [both of whom had tried teaching me to dance at the ILF party] after getting some biscuits). Then! We moved! And five hours later we arrived in Kampala and I had no idea where I was. I made it to the Jaguar bus station and now I’m waiting for the 1:00am bus to Kigali. I should make it to Rwanda around 6 or 7 I think, and arrive in Kigali at 9. But that’s if I believe them. I’ve heard it usually takes at least a couple of hours longer than that, so we’ll see.