Yesterday I had posted that we were in class all day for the first day. Well I got on the taxi towards home and got off at the right stop and everything. Then my journey requires a little bit of a walk uphill towards home. Everything was going fine until I hit a T intersection in the road. Unfortunately I didn't recognize and and turned the wrong way. So it turns out I was real close to home but ended up about a mile away. Fortunately I found a calling stand by the side of the road and was able to get a hold of most host-brother. So we got home right around dark and it was good that he found me, because I was lost. It actually turned out to be a really freeing experience and an opportunity to just relax and let go a little. I would think the opposite would have happened but it was good.
Then, last night I experienced a soccer game like I never have before. It was myself and about 50 other Ugandan men crammed into a roomabout 22x25 feet watching the Euro soccer tournament. It was a good time. Hot, but good.
Ok, well, I'm off to the house again. Hopefully it will be slightly easier today.
Thank you again for all the prayers and well wishes.
Peace,
Matt
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Haha, that's a good story. I'm glad you were able to see the joy and humor in it. That's the great thing about being lost...it's the only way to experience the elation of being found.
Sounds like the culture thing is rubbing you the right way. I can only imagine the soccer game in that environment. Are your classes interesting?
Thanks for writing so often. You're doing a great job. Love you.
Dad
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