Not much to report, got my rip off taxi at 4am, was on the bus at 4.30am. It left at 6.40 :p Am I suprised….? I put on my headphones and sleeping mask, blew up my pillow and attempted to ignore the preson behind me shoving their knees in my bag, occasionally pulling my hair and the lack of leg room. It was ok, no need for valium, although if you dont take it early you might be spaced out for the rest of the day. The bus held 69 people and they generally stuck to that. We had 2 boring hours in Kabale when they discovered the brakes didn’t work, happily that was in the bus depot, so we just stood/sat around as various mechanics crawled around under the bus. Eventually they got it sorted around 2pm (an hour after we should have arrived in Kisoro) ad we headed off into the hills. Nice trip after that, very steep in parts, winding mountainous roads with some good views. Got through one of my camera batteries. The local kids were shouting for all kinds of weird stuff like pens, batteries and god knows what else. At around 5pm we got there and I had to decide what to do. I had been trying to call a guesthouse by the gorilla treking office for the last 2 days and after another futile attempt at the bus stop I had to decide whether to go up there now and hope they had some room, or get a hotel in town go up early in the morning. I chose the later and went to get a room at the sky blue motel. I got a driver to drop me off after arranging to get picked up at 5am the net day. All these early starts were killing me! But if I missed my start time at 8am I would be £200 down, there are no refunds because you can’t be botered to get up! I walked into the town fow a quick look around and was immediately collared by Joseph, the local guide and I promised him I would think about a local tour the day after I had seen the gorillas. I put some laundry out for the hotel to do and exploded my backpack over my room. Dinner and an early night I reckoned, after first entertaining the local boys in the middle of town who must have been really bored (I asked where the disco was, they didn’t have one :p) and chatting to the pastor who was also on the bus about theology. Not much happening here!



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