From one community to another. From that dusty heat-soaked expanse in the south-west, scattered with ordinary village life (convenience stores and hair ‘saloons’ and butchers and photocopy shops and pool halls and churches) — yet overseen by a Camp Commandant, a centre known as ‘Base Camp’, and services like health and education provided not by local authorities (yet) but by NGOs contracted by the UN.
From there, to here: a hilltop above Mpigi, a small town 20 miles from Kampala, where the air is cool and the ground is damp. 60+ young people aged 18 to late 20s live in dorms and traditional African huts and new constructions made from sand-filled plastic bottles; several more buildings are in various stages of completion, including new housing for volunteers and a huge hall. Hand-painted signs are dotted around: “Do something every day that scares you”, “People who say it cannot be done should not interrupt those already doing it”. Continue reading