24th of January, 2018.
I wake up at six in the morning, put al my stuff together, have my breakfast and leave.
Finding the road is not difficult but the problem is to find a good place for hitchhiking. It is all along busy, full of people and those small white buses. The backpack is heavy and the not strong breakfast I had (an orange and the small cake), is not giving me much strength. I still have the bread so I decided ask for something to eat with it. I should have been direct and asked for a egg which I could boiled and put inside. Instead, I got another small cake and at least a bottle of water from a Supermarket owned by an old oriental man.
I find a spot which looks less busy but when a couple who looks nice approach me, I ask them about the ‘end’ of the town. They tell me it is too far to go by walking, and at that point I believe them because I could not walk any longer. They offer to pay for the bus, just one thousand, which would save my live, so I accept. The woman tell me she also have a project, a school that need volunteers, back in Entebbe.
Where the bus leaves me it is calm and it is really far away from where I was. I walk just until a shadow and then I start.
From the other side of the road, a lady come and start to talk with me. After I explain my situation, she try to help me because she hardly believe somebody would stop or drive me for free. Seventh Ugandan.
After a few minutes, two cars stop: the first one we talk to is with a couple and they are not going until Kasese; the second one, with two guys, it is actually going further, until the boarder with Congo, but they are reluctant on bring me with them. Thanks to the lady, explaining to them in Lusonko, and begin for them to take me, they accept and I finally find my way to Kasese. The lady still try to give me two thousand Xelins but I say I could not accept.
I do not know what time it is exactly but before four o’clock I arrive in Kasese. A little bit before, the guys buy a lot of bananas and shared with me. It is the first time I eat three bananas followed. I kept the other two for later. It is also the first time I eat several slices of bread without anything on it. Bread with bread as we say in Brazil.
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