Bujagali Falls, Uganda... Still Here: Part 2

I'm still here. I'm not quite sure why anymore. Sometimes I feel like I'm hiding from the rest of the trip Must I step back into reality? Some days I forget I'm in Africa. The "island" effect is pretty wild.

To counter the feelings of isolation, I talk with Lydia, the girl who sells me overpriced bottle water every day, along with Bill, Davis, and Sandra, at the restaurant next door at length to get myself grounded. The trip will continue...some day soon.

It's ok here in Ed Rock (good grief, I've even nicknamed the place). Ben, the manager, is overseeing a massive renovation of the premise. It's little noisy during the day but I try to get out.