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Crossing Uganda with the local busses

My dad and I are on our way to Mgahinga Gorilla National Park in Uganda to climb Mount Sabinyo. As usual, the local bus is packed with more people than it was made for. After all this time in the country, we still don’t trust the rope that is supposed to keep our backpacks on the roof of the van. We are the only ‘muzungus’ (white people) which causes general amusement in the bus. With my basis knowledge of Swahili, I understand that the locals are talking about us. They wonder where we are from and where we are going.

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