Entebbe bursts with brilliant vegetation and flowers. It's clean and non-fumey--everything that Kampala is not. And to you Internet strangers who may be reading this, unless you have a bus to catch or visas to obtain, come here when you stagger off that plane.
Anyway, so once again, it's "so you're in Africa where are the animals?" Not far from my hostel is the Uganda Wildlife Education center, an animal refuge that rescues animals either injured or recovered from poachers. You always learn so much in these places. For example, a lion copulates 2000 times before producing a lion cub that survives one year. The lions here look pretty knackered, so I move on down to the white rhinos. I watch two of them fight it out over a patch of grass one wants to feed on exclusively. The info board says their horns are made of densely matted hair. Just imagine, these horns are prized by poachers, who in turn sell them to the Chinese so they can copulate 2000 times. A forest walk takes me to an area so dense with creepy crawlers, I can go no farther. Suddenly all hell breaks loose, but it's just the monkeys screaming. A gray parrot looks down at me and says, "Hello. How are you?" This place is great.
Next stop Dakar.
Anyway, so once again, it's "so you're in Africa where are the animals?" Not far from my hostel is the Uganda Wildlife Education center, an animal refuge that rescues animals either injured or recovered from poachers. You always learn so much in these places. For example, a lion copulates 2000 times before producing a lion cub that survives one year. The lions here look pretty knackered, so I move on down to the white rhinos. I watch two of them fight it out over a patch of grass one wants to feed on exclusively. The info board says their horns are made of densely matted hair. Just imagine, these horns are prized by poachers, who in turn sell them to the Chinese so they can copulate 2000 times. A forest walk takes me to an area so dense with creepy crawlers, I can go no farther. Suddenly all hell breaks loose, but it's just the monkeys screaming. A gray parrot looks down at me and says, "Hello. How are you?" This place is great.
Next stop Dakar.
$20 a night gets me this villa to sleep in.
The guy on the right won the grass feeding wars. The one of the left sulked off.
Creepy crawlers are everywhere.
Monkeys have it hard.
Exotic bird life is everywhere.
Hanging out on Lake Victoria
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