"normal" in Uganda
It’s “normal” to see tons of people wearing pink shirts realizing they are the boda drivers
It’s “normal” to take boda bodas (taxi bicycle with a padded seat on the back that you sit on) when you are getting around the small city.
It’s “normal” to walk 20 minutes to the church
It’s “normal” to have children flock to where ever you are
It’s “normal” for children to want to hold your hand and you look down and 10 children are holding on to you somehow.
It’s “normal” to fall in love with the street kids
It’s “normal” to have children get on their knees to shake your hand
It’s “normal” to eat at the Ethiopian restaurant every day because it is so cheap
It’s “normal” to buy a chocolate bar and coke every day because you need something that reminds you of home
It’s “normal” to cook your own food and every morning have a peanut butter and banana sandwich and lots of time have guacamole
It’s “normal” to have all 6 women sleep in one room
It’s “normal” to take a taxi van on your off day and have them fill it with more people than necessary
It’s “normal” to be charged a different price for things because you are a muzungu
It’s “normal” to spend an hour at the internet café because the internet is not the best
It’s “normal” to take bucket showers
It’s “normal” to eat lots of chicken and chips for meals
It’s “normal” to leave Busia on Sunday after church to spend your off day somewhere else
It’s “normal” for power to go out several times and not know when it’s coming back on because they are conserving power
It’s “normal” to attend a cell group every week to discuss the Sunday service and give the A,B,C,D’s (application, blessing, confusion, and discovery) of the service
It’s “normal” to smell the squatty in your room whenever the wind blows.
It’s “normal” to lay outside at night with your team and just stare at the stars.
