The biggest obstacle for me reading in front of the centre is the mosquitoes. They have their rendezvous around me, where it is, from my point of view, neither secret nor romantic. But it is productive. I was put off by the amount of malaria tablets my GP gave me in the UK, but have got used to taking them every day, though occasionally forgetting taking them for the maximum of two days.
The evening whether in Kampala is more like England now. Chill with light rains. When I stayed in the balcony located on the second floor of the club from where John works, glancing the hills and forests where Makerere University, I instantly recalled the time when I was in the UK where the whether was seemed specifically designed for me-not too delight, not too melancholy. Well, i have to say that the music in his club is one of the unbearable things in life.
Picture of the week-The moon, one day after the Mid-autumn Festival, when it is at its roundest.
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