This morning I took a boda boda. (Motorcycle) into town to buy some envelopes to organize my expenses for the rest of the trip. The ride of a mile or so cost me 57 cents. On a ride earlier in the week, th boda driver told me he had to stop for petrol and gave the pump attendant 2000 shillings, enough for about a water bottle worth of petrol. I bought the envelopes and walked past a shop that had several soccer balls on display. All were used , but so,e were in pretty good shape. In the last rack was a basketball with several panels coming off. It was for sale. For some young one who could not afford the decent soccer balls, I guess the old basketball was to be his prize. It would not be displayed if someone was not going to buy it.
I sometimes smile when I see recycle signs in Uganda, they are very thrifty and will reuse and repurpose a lot. Plastic and plastic bags need working on. But the plastic water bottles that started with water often are used 4 or five times and often that is how kerosene is sold to people. It is easy to be here for a week and want to stop throwing so much away when I get home, In Uganda old car wheels become grills to cook the Rolex (rolled eggs—breakfast burrito). I usually come back more purposeful and conscious, you can let me know if you see it in my actions.
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