The road to Bunyonyi, rising higher and higher. Sunday 5th April 2015 - 10.30pm Easter Sunday was a pretty quiet day. With the programme clear due to being a few days ahead of schedule, it meant the morning was a dull affair. After a while of loitering around the hotel, I decided that I needed to do something and, along with Jas, we walked a less direct route past the hospital and down into the town to change some money at the Royal Supermarket. The roads were quiet save for the occasional boda-boda labouring up the hill or freewheeling down it. One such boda , with an attractive female passenger on the back, passed us by and she waved – I thought I detected a faint blush in Jas’ cheek. At Royal Supermarket, we undertook a quick exchange of around £2000 into an inordinate amount of Shillings and walked back up towards the hotel to see if anyone had snapped into action. En route, Jas took a moment to point out that my idea of walking through Bugongi, with a load
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