{UAH} My journey to Sango Bay and Zirobwe

I have not eaten for two days and it was getting really late reaching Kampala. 

There was a small restaurant in Kyotera- I stopped. I asked if they had food -

a relatively well built lady of western Uganda stock answered in affirmative.

She asked if I wanted fish or meat for sauce - I chose meat and all other foods.

That is how Ugandans prefer to serve their meals. With "all other foods" they will add

whatever they have cooked for that day.

She had matooke, sweet potatoes, pumpkins and posho. I still do not understand

why posho become a household food.

The husband who was  resting in a room behind the restaurant came in to help

the wifely taunted by her small baby daughter. As I ate my meal, we picked a story-

he wanted funding to eject in his family restaurant business to increase revenue margins.

I asked how many clients they have had that day, as it appeared to me, I was the last

client for that day.

It was almost past 04.00 p.m. He said not so many come to eat these days. I asked 

how the business work- he mentioned he at times sell milk to balance the books.

This small place is a rental premises they turned into a restaurant and home. It is not

the best of places to have a young family.

From Busega to Mutukula - the forests are all gone, I noted this the other day when coming

this way. In this part of Uganda, there isn't much to do if you are not a farmer, with reasonable

cash or have a small shop trading in household items and merchandise. 

In the morning today, I had branched off from Kakuto and took that road deep inside, visiting some

villages around Sango Bay. Here the villages are totally silent and in different time zone literally. Apart

from one or two ramshackle shop in a junction where men can be seen playing omweso (mancala game) or

drinking tonto talking English football!

The coffee trees, I noted, appears to have been abandoned! Gardens along the road have dried up passion fruit

or water melons gardens. It appears people here try their hands on passion fruits, water melons, tomatoes

which are  picked by lorries from Kampala each evening. The soils are light as in some parts of Bulemezi.

I am told three years ago, there was a booming business in agro-produce sold to Tanzania. This is no longer

the case. Mutukula town appears to be dying. All stores for vanilla, maize and beans are closed and young men

gone. I am told the young men made a fortune when business was high. They could borrow 5 millions , buy vanilla

or sacks of beans sell they in  Tanzania in the evening for 7 seven millions making a profit of 1 or 1.2 million if

there were no third parties in the business.

Yester- evening there was vast number of women selling fresh food placed on ground along the road on

Uganda side parallel the no-mans land road.

With my Uganda acquaintance we crossed into Tanzania- we start in bar. The girls and young men speak

Swahili and sell Tanzania made beers and spirits.No one appears to care much as everyone appears to go by

their own business and grued on the TV screen watching football- .

How does Uganda develop these villages into vibrant economic enclaves still puzzles me.

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