Sunday, May 29^th:  We arrived in Entebbe at 7:45 am (8 hours difference (later) relative to the time in our home of Forney, Texas).  Paul was shocked with his first view of the African continent.  He was not expecting it to be so green and lush.  From the plane window we could see that there was a light rain in some areas.  From the rain, the dirt roads seem to bleed as they twist through the green vegetation.  The crimson color comes from the very red soil that exists throughout Uganda.  When I see the red earth I am always reminded about the myriad stories I have read about the Africa which allude to the red soil, often personifying the land and making allusion to blood shed (Alan Paton’s Cry the beloved Country and Too Late the Phalarope come to mind).

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