Traffic and getting around continues to be an exciting experience. Just walking around means taking your life into the hands of boda bodas (motorcyclists masquerading as mass transit) and cars which along with the boda bodas don’t always respect the notion of a pedestrian and their place on sidewalks, such as they are.
While dodging near-death experiences, I saw a truck jam-packed with cows and people. The truck was so full that there wasn’t enough room for all the bovine limbs. We learned that the cows had traveled from far away, Mbarara, and were on their way to slaughter just a few blocks from the hotel. Well that did it for me. I’m going vegan!
We found a reliable cab driver who goes by the name Captain Bravo. Somehow his name seems appropriate.
We visited nursing’s regulatory body, the Uganda Nurses and Midwives Council (UNMC). The appointed Registrar, Mr. Wakida, was extremely informative and helpful. We met with him during our last trip in 2008. It is very critical that we keep him apprised of our work and collaborate with the council as we progress. His office is the vessel of all information nursing practice/nursing education and he gives us updates on what is happening in the profession. For example, we learned that the council has put together a consortium comprised of university representatives that will act as a think tank to discuss key issues in nursing education. It is not hard to see why we must stay plugged-in.
We had a wonderful lunch at a place called Ekitoobero which serves traditional Ugandan food. On lovely tropical grounds under massive trees we sat at a bench and ate yams, pumpkin, cassava, matooke (fried plantains,) beans, rice and a sauce made of ground peanuts and mushrooms which kind of looked like purple paste, but gave the matooke a much need boost.
We visited a school of nursing on Rubaga Hill but will report further when we tour fully next week. Tomorrow we will be touring more nursing schools and tweeting and providing further updates.
Bye for now.
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