First day of work in Kampala I'm just finishing up my first day of work at the Refugee Law Project. I'm going to be teaching an English class to refugees, designing a rights presentation and a pamphlet to distribute, and working a project having to do with the repatriation of Rwandan refugees, and also perhaps also something to do with protection issues in refugee camps or freedom of movement for refugees. I'm excited, I'm going to learn so much.

Kampala is really nice, it's way less urban than I imagined. The dominant colors are ochre red (the earth, the roads, the dust) and an extremely brilliant green. There are also some white buildings set into the many hills that make up the city. I'm living on the outskirts of town, in a big house with a garden, a hot shower, and electricity every other day. It's a lovely house, much nicer than I expected. The inhabitants are a motley collection of expats: an Englishwoman and her half Ugandan daughter, a random Australian bloke doing some sort of work in refugee camps in the North who comes and goes and takes hour long baths, another Englishwoman working for some sort of Christian organization, Myself, Balkees, and Noah the three RLP interns, David and Sunday the guards, Karen the housekeeper, and Rania the German Shepherd.  ¶ 10:13 AM