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An Ode to Dinner

Warning: this story is graphic and not for everyone.

Today I decided to face reality and come to terms with food sourcing. In other words, I slaughtered a turkey, or at least supervised while someone else did. As an omnivore and semi-regular meat-eater, I felt it was time I gain an appreciation for the life that is taken in order for me to have sustenance. The man who sacrificed my turkey laughed at this concept as I documented the event, but as someone accustomed to the luxuries and conveniences of the developed world where meat comes beautifully packaged and perfectly trimmed, I thought it was an important and necessary rite of passage.

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In a Sea of Yellow, Black & Red

I went to the Uganda Cranes versus Togo football game. Sadly, Uganda lost 1-0. Togo dominated the first half and although Uganda got their act back together, it was a little too late in the end. But enough of the game commentary…

The best way to describe the experience was organized chaos. From the rows of vendors lined along the road into the stadium selling snacks, beverages, hats and fan paraphernalia; to the women’s security line (there was only 1 for women and 4 for men) where they confiscated all the beverages bought outside; to the stands… it was a fantastic gong show filled with nationalistic pride and energy that I hope to repeat again in the near future. (Uganda versus Ghana hopefully. I am still trying to figure out how to deal with torn loyalties between my Black Stars of my old home and the Cranes of my new home…)

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How time flies… A month in Uganda!

Anyone can tell you that adjusting to a new place takes time. It takes even longer when you are in a new country and culture. In fact, there is a whole science to explain the ebbs and flows one faces while adjusting to a new culture. Many of you may be familiar with the culture shock (cultural adjustment) curve describing the various stages of the intercultural journey… For those less familiar, it is a squiggly line explaining the highs and lows of leaving your comfort zone.

For some this journey is dramatic. Call me a sage, a pro, emotionally desensitized or acutely self-aware, but it appears that a lifetime of international travel and living abroad has resulted in more subtle ebbs and flows. This means that I am less reactive to my new surroundings: my honeymoon period is less “wows and OMGs” in amazement and bewilderment and more “cools,” usually because I have seen something similar before. Similarly, my culture shock is less severe: it may last mere minutes or hours rather than days, weeks or months. In fact, sometimes I am not aware that I have been affected by an incident until various issues have accumulated and I burst with a confusing mixture of emotional responses: angry outbursts, tears, uncontrollable laughter. Needless to say, it is not an attractive look.

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And so the adventure begins…

Uganda. What a beautiful country. On the flight from Addis Ababa, Ethiopia, my nap was broken by glimpses of semi-arid regions, savannahs with forested riverbanks (sadly, I did not spot any elephants or giraffes – I tried really hard), and burnt red earth juxtaposed by lush green hills. We landed and I had to put my scarf back on because it was wet and cool. It reminded me of a rainy summer day in Vancouver.

My first impressions of this new country I am to call home (for the next several months, anyway)…

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