I had to flee from a prostitute I met at the Congo border on a motorcycle today, haha... Thanks for the kind words, I do appreciate it. Maybe when I have more time to digest it after returning home, I can come up with a finished product, and I know I have friends who can help me with it as well. The real problem is I think to make a good piece of work you must be passionate about it, and I'm still not passionate about the idea of turning it into a book. Who knows, time will tell. Heading to Uganda today.
I actually didn't take a picture of her, I regret this. " I was at the Rwanda/Congo border trying to find a bus into Uganda, and seeing the only white person around, she latched on like a crab on pubes. Like really, trying to constantly hold my hand, etc. I had to wait around for a bit for a bus to come, and she insisted on sitting down for coffee and I thought 'sure, whatever'. Then she ordered food (which I then refused to pay for) and was trying to feed me out of her hands. At first I just thought she was an attention-whore, not a full-on whore, so when I asked her "So, what do you do?" she had to say "I'm a prostitute" three times before it clicked with me, haha. She then insisted on coming to my room with me, I wouldn't tell her where it was and hopped a moto. She did also, and as her driver was just ahead of mine, I quickly had my driver turn down a dirt road and get away before she could see where I'd gone to."
Whelp, new post from Rwanda: http://scottsnextadventure.blogspot.com/2013/04/rwanda-part-ii-wonderful-lake-kivu-and.html
Now I'm in Africa alright. Northeast Uganda, Karamoja land, proper tribal place and ex Kony stomping ground:
Today I was with the US Army passing out some bags and school supplies at a rural school: (And am busing to Nairobi, Kenya in order to fly to Addis Ababa, Ethiopia in a few days....)
New blog up about my time in Uganda.... fighting with the embassy in Kampala, visiting the 'source of the nile river', staying at an orhpanage and with an older married couple and a German guy who fixes brass insturments. Plus, a killing by stoning. Yep. http://scottsnextadventure.blogspot.com/2013/04/you-gotta-see-uganda.html
Hot off the press: http://scottsnextadventure.blogspot.com/2013/05/uganda-part-ii-into-east-kenyan-layover.html
Just be thankful that that thorn-trunked tree wasn't a Sandbox Tree! Those things are DEADLY! Until then, I thought exploding fruit was just some cartoon thing!
New roadblock. The Egypt embassy is saying their machine can't read my passport and that I need some stupid letter from the US Embassy saying it's real. I've been to the US Embassy twice in less than 24 hours, and they say that is absurd, of course it is a real pass port, and that there is no such thing they can give me saying 'this is a real passport' and after three visits to the Egypt embassy in the last 24, including waiting for like two hours today for the guy to not even show up, still no solution. As a result I may not be able to enter Sudan at all, which Im pissed about. But I've seen and some some more cool stuff recently, so at least there is that.
I'm a bit behind on updating this thread, but here is something... So I just landed in Cairo, Egypt. And man it is weird. For one, this marks the end point of my entire journey up Africa since I'm flying out of here in three weeks. The trip didn't go exactly as planned (and I never expected it to) but I have now at least achieved the general goal of traveling all the way from Cape Town, South Africa to Cairo, Egypt, the entire way up Africa, even if it wasn't all overland. I've got about three weeks in this country to see what it's all about and it should be interesting, because it is NOTHING like Africa. Apparently I left Africa this morning when I flew out of Addis Ababa, Ethiopia and landed in the Middle East here in Cairo. It makes missing out on Sudan and seeing that transition even more upsetting now that I am here. Even though it's not quite the end of my 'African Adventure', the fact Egypt is so different from where I've spent the past 17 months travelling up the continent is a weird feeling of the end of a major part of my life and it's going to take a few days to process...
I never thought about how much different it'd be than points on the map due south. I'll bet it is a big culture shock.
I'm not sure, but I won't be swimming in it. And I've swam in some nasty shit. Chillin in some baller ass apartment right now, sipping whiskey, AC, huge flat screen TV, guy throws big parties teice a week, couchsurfing is amazing.
This is where i am right now, taken about two hours ago. Right now drinking a beer, chillin on the couch, enjoying the wifi and watchign Predator.
