kampala downtown is simply crazy. masses of people running around incredibly close to each other,
..traffic jammed all of the time in- what it seemed to me [but i was misled] - absolute anarchy.
after arriving at the new taxi park [which is a curio itself] we lingered along the road to the owino market, where locals buy second hand shoes, clothes and accessories. if you're lucky or rather bargain hard you get brands like 'converse' or 'timberland' like really cheap. as a muzungu [white person] they certainly try to overcharge you; but that's alright. we also had to high five every second person for the american president after they had asked us if we were 'a sista of obama?' [which we certainly are].
the business district or rather parliament area seems pretty westernized, where you see plenty of wealthy people running around. furthermore we found a coffee house-ish thing, where they sold sachertorte [well, kind of], as the owner stayed in austria for several years.
after arriving at the new taxi park [which is a curio itself] we lingered along the road to the owino market, where locals buy second hand shoes, clothes and accessories. if you're lucky or rather bargain hard you get brands like 'converse' or 'timberland' like really cheap. as a muzungu [white person] they certainly try to overcharge you; but that's alright. we also had to high five every second person for the american president after they had asked us if we were 'a sista of obama?' [which we certainly are].
the business district or rather parliament area seems pretty westernized, where you see plenty of wealthy people running around. furthermore we found a coffee house-ish thing, where they sold sachertorte [well, kind of], as the owner stayed in austria for several years.
as the stimuli were quite intense i was pretty happy to finally chill out there.
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