Today, we drove into Lugbara country It was beautiful. It reminded me of a cross between New Mexico and southern Colorado.
Arua. Our new home. As we were driving into town, Kylie said, “We’re finally home.”
We were welcomed by our two watchmen (both the day guard and the night guard were there to meet us: Patrick and Jeremiah).
It was an eight hour journey, and our stuff in a hired truck arrived several hours later, but it did arrive. Praise God. I can imagine that it could have ridden off into the sunset, never to be seen again.
We spent the night at the Wafler’s for our first night because our house does not have beds or mosquito nets.