Bushenyi/Rubirizi
New Experiences. Another layer of this pursuit is the need to create space for experiences outside of the norm. It seems logical to predict that exposing oneself to the same stimuli continuously and consistently will produce more or less the same result. I want [and I think we all need] a new approach to life. So, off we went to Bushenyi for a week in the rolling hills of western Uganda. Familiar faces. Aunt Flo has been in my life since my mother’s first year in Gayaza. My mother’s friendship with the Baingana clan is so intertwined with my own life’s story that, for ages, I searched for a blood connection. Surely, only blood could justify their constant recurrence in my story. It turns out we aren’t related. There is a cousin of mine who married a cousin of theirs but that's as far as it goes. Anyway, Aunt Flo, when she found out that I was looking to travel around the country, offered to host us in Bushenyi. Free road trip....