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January 31, 2005

Jail or Run

The next day the lady warden appeared in a green Land Cruiser, with four game guards, and a driver. She stepped out and was nice right from the get go. It was obvious to see she was worried about possible repercussions if she let us into Uganda without higher up permission, so she was hesitant. She wasn’t going to make a decision and we all knew it. She wanted us to talk with her superiors and we knew where this would lead. From one boss to the next until we found ourselves sitting in a Kampala jail explaining why we didn’t have proper documentations to cross the sensitive border. We proceeded and Philip was on edge. He didn’t like being in Uganda and he thought for sure the soldiers would harass him just because they could. Philip, unlike us didn’t have a government that would raise a stink if we were put in jail without reason, so I could understand his fear. Two days passed and we drove 150 KM into Uganda. Every post we visited scolded us about how illegal we were and told us to go further into the interior where someone could make a decision about what to do with us. At one point on a gray and drizzly day Philip overheard the UPDF in the back of our truck, telling each other they thought they would arrest us for sure at the next check point and confiscate the truck. Upon hearing this we made a split for the border. That afternoon we crossed back into Sudan, silently passed by Lotuke and then push on the Chukudum.

Posted by Admin at January 31, 2005 04:16 PM