Jet lag hangs over my days like the mosquito net over my bed. Fatigue leaves me feeling foggy and slow. My dreams are filled with images of red clay, green bush, and children waiting to hold our hands. In a few days, I will be operating at a more normal pace, but I will cling to these memories and ponder them for a long time. I have much to write about and many questions left to ask.
To read more about my trip to Uganda, please visit my travel journal blog.