A priest, an African choir and a huge welcome home.....

After a 3 hour delay in Mwanza I made it back to Bukoba where I managed to locate Abdul, the infamous computer guru of Bukoba. After having a look at my computer the bad news was I needed a new hard drive, the good news was that Abdul could fix it and even said I can collect it tomorrow. It's going to cost me 80,000 shillings but that's only about £30  so if it is a success I'm going to be very happy.

 I've just had the most interesting last leg of my journey. My friend Kasozi was in Bukoba so he drove me home in his truck, on the way we picked up a famous local choir and they all piled onto the back of his pic up truck and the priest got in the front next to me. The roads were so sloppy and muddy from the rain but every time we got stuck the choir sang and we made it through the mud! At one point the road was so bad half the people had to climb out of the truck and make a run for it through the mud, it was really funny as most of them had been drinking alcohol during the days celebration they'd been to and the priest was laughing at them drukenly wobbling around and slipping and sliding through the mud!

Squash:

The priest: 

Peep-po:

It felt really nice seeing the familiar road on the route to Kamachumu and it actually felt like i was travelling home. 

Then I got home and my host mum and the house girls were so excited to see me they nearly knocked me to the floor hugging me! A very nice welcome..... Now I'm finally back in my own bed and I can't wait to sleep. That bloody cuckoo best be quiet in the morning! I've been in transit for more than 9 hrs and I NEEEED a Sunday lie in for once.......