owino

well, to be honest, i haven`t been in owino. but i was close, very close. you wonder what owino is? it is a huge open-air market in kampala known for its second hand clothes and the omnipresent hustle and bustle. if you ever have spent a t-shirt to the clothing drive, it probably ended up here. together with charles i went to an other market just opposite of owino to buy screws and nails for the workshop. but even if it was not owino, i think i got an impression of what it would be like. it is very hard to put this impression into words and deliver it to the world (which would be you, in this case). i think, the only thing i can say about this, is, that everybody should come and see it with his own eyes and feel it with his own body. i was so excited that i didn`t realy care about screws and nails, i was just observing everything that was going on.
but it is quite tiring to stare for hours so i invited charles to one of the "muzungu"-places in town, centenary park. it is one of this places about which i talked in my last post. charles was born and raised in kawuku, the village on the mainroad next to kids of africa. he is used to local restaurants but he never reached a place like this. the routine follows european rouls, so the waiter brings the menu card (which is not usual in local restaurants, everybody knows what you get in local restaurants) and waits until we have choosen (are waiters called waiters because they wait so much?).
charles, not knowing what to do with the menu card, asked me: what is inside?