Greetings From Gulu Uganda!

Well, we have traveled into Uganda, through Entebee, and Kampala and we are now in Gulu. We are a bit culture shocked but doing ok. We have been waiting days to get to this internet cafe and now that we are here I found that the computer is from the 80's and I can not believe this thing works. The internet cafe is about 8 stone aged computers in a dusty basement like room that is hotter than I thought possible. The key board is completly foreign to me so I apologize if the punctuation is funny on this post. The letters are mixed up and it doesn't have a bunch of the symbols American key boards have, and many symbols I have never seen... Sarah and I both got an African stomach parasite yesterday. Sarah was in bed all day and I was in bed half the day. We are just thankful it was not malaria. Our first few nights here in Gulu we were in a horrible hotel comparable to the a pool cellar, but with no sink or toilet. We moved to a little better hotel for two days, and finally last night we got to move into a house formed here by an organization called RENUH. There are 12 of us there and all from the states. So, at least now, instead of getting woken up ten times a night by drunken Africans singing and going to the bathroom and roosters being decapitated outside our window at 6 in the morning for breakfast... it is quite and a much better environment. The food here is still making us sick and so it is hard to find a place to eat. Sometimes we go to a restaurant and they tell us they are out of food. Ha ha. They just say T.I.A...... THIS IS AFRICA! We are well under way with the pottery project. We are showing them a pottery refridgeration method... which is one pot inside a bigger pot with wet sand and soil in between to act as an insulation. Everything takes so long to do here though. What would take 15 minutes in the states is a full day job here. Just traveling into town to get a piece of galvanized steel in the market and finding that they are closed that day, shoots most of our day. So then we have to restructure the whole day. Our class had a hard time understanding the pot in pot method, but after an entire day today of trial and error on their part, they finally got a model done to show the rest of the class. We have 5 students. Two are Christian women that love us dearly. We bring gifts to the villages when we go each day. A jump rope, a soccer ball, and dolls for the girls......for everything it costs us under 20,000 shillings.....which is less than 10 bucks. They gave Sarah and I Acholi names and said we are a gift from God and an answer to prayer which we loved to hear. They are all so greatful and have absolutely nothing to their names. We gave them a can of Pringles today. The single can of potato chips brought so much joy to the whole village it was amazing! The kids laugh and dance and we pick them up and spin them around really fast until they're dizzy. They have never been dizzy before so they can not get enough of it! As we are walking the villiage streets.....the kids point with their mouths on the floor and just say....Mono!.....Mono!.....Mono!....which is white man...white man! In the city we ride everywhere on Boata Boata's Which are motorcycle taxi's. A ride all the way across town is 500 Chillings which is 25 American cents. So we are good on money to say the least. We were told not to give any money to the beggars or we would get mauled, so we are not doing that. But there are so many people packed into such a small place. Like the population of Florence packed into a city the size of Mall Road. When we walk every one of them want to come shake our hand and say hello too, so it is a big deal to get anywhere walking. They are all really nice though, and love us being here. No sign of LRA which is good. Just the after effects of a city torn apart by the war. Only pictures can describe it.....can't load those until we are home.
Well that is about it. Keep praying for us!
~Jesse and Sarah