My legs took me to the National Library.
KAMPALA TRAFFIC: I boarded a taxi from Agenda Namugongo road stage. As I sauntered to my seat, the conductor whispered ‘Kampala nkumi nya’. I guess he sensed some potential lugezigezi and decided to make the terms known in advance. We reached Kireka and the driver decided it was better to use the Kinawataka road mbu there is too much jam along Kyambogo.
I am the President’s ear on the ground. Based on my self-appointment, I do an annual walk-through Kampala city just to be sure I have a clear picture. Often, things kwa ground can be different from the boardroom.
I boarded a taxi from Agenda Namugongo road stage. As I sauntered to my seat (the one next to the conductor), he whispered ‘Kampala nkumi nya’. I guess he sensed some potential lugezigezi and decided to make the terms known in advance. We reached Kireka and the driver decided it was better to use the Kinawataka road mbu there is too much jam along Kyambogo. Around the URA offices in Nakawa, the driver once again turned to Mbuya, and we came out at the Nakawa traffic lights.
At Uganda House, I jumped out of the taxi, and paid a visit to one of my grandmothers nearby. She is still firm in giving injections. Thanks to Daktaari Karuhanga who has kept her for all those years. “Kati okola bibyo,” my grandmother was surprised that I now run my own consulting outfit.
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