Internet is sketchy over here, to say the least, so I'm not even going to try to upload pictures until I get home. We got to Uganda on Friday afternoon and all of the luggage made it (praise the Lord!) with the exception of Emma's guitar. UGH! But we are thankful for all of the other supplies that did make it. `We left the airport and headed to our first hotel. At the airport, we were greeted by the African Hearts team who we are working with this week. I'm so impressed by the work they are doing with street children and to help orphans in Uganda. The "My Journal" blog on the right is written by Jess, one of the workers here. She rocks! `The ride from the airport was a great way to see Uganda. Took about an hour and was beautiful. Uganda is lush and green and the people are stunning. It reminds me of many third world countries like India or Costa Rica or Tijuana. The Ugandan people are extraordinarily kind and friendly. It makes walking around (or riding) a load of fun. :-)`We had a great dinner at a place close to the hotel and hit the sack. Unfortunately, I didn't sleep much more than two hours for the second night in a row, so I feel the weariness coming. Also, if you could say a prayer or two for Pastor Dwight, he is very sick and we need him well!!`Today, we worked at African Hearts -- building a building and planting trees. Lots of mud and fun. The boys that stay at the house where we were working are complete dolls. Former street kids who have found a home at African Hearts. They took my camera for an hour or two so I'm filled up with adorable pictures of each of them and our hard work. Can't wait to show you. God is really working there. `From there, we went to visit a new orphanage started by some Americans. They have 12 (?) kids or so who range in age from about 6 - 12. Suffice it to say, I have a seven year old that I'd like to bring home with me. They will be approved for adoptions in about two months. Pray. `Then, the baby home (orphanage). It's almost too much to write about here. They have probably 50 kids and the conditions are not great. That's an understatement. I hated it there. And loved it. So, I have about fifteen other kids ranging from new born to 7 that I want to bring home. Oy. I jest, but only a little. After seeing where these children are, it is hard not to feel moved. It is hard not to think that I need to move mountains to bring these kiddos home to forever families. Let's face it, it's just plain hard. We can't take pictures there and I understand that. On the other hand, I had this idea about orphanages -- and it wasn't any utopia -- but seeing it and working in it and snuggling in it. . . . . That's a completely different story. The kids all called me "Mama." That doesn't help. People, they need homes. Consider it. Do something about it. If you aren't called to adopt, GIVE. So someone else doesn't face the financial burden of doing so without help. `Anyway, I'm rambling. I'm sure I'll have more to say, but not now. Mosquitos are waking up and it's almost time to eat. Things are great here and, as you can see from Seth's blog, http://sethcameron.blogspot.com, things are great there too. Hope to post again tomorrow night.