The Real Deal

Right off the plane I was in the village the next day. We went out that night, this would have been my second night in Uganda, and walked around. There was no moon, no stars, it seemed pitch black. We walked up this path around the house we stayed in and voices of greetings and hellos came out of the darkness. I could barely see my hand in front of my face. Some people would materialize seemingly from nowhere and come to greet us face to face, shaking hands and patting our backs. It was a real first experience meeting people.