During my stay in Uganda when my friend was ill, I took two of our sponsor children to the National Museum in Kampala. I was happy that I could give them this opportunity, however for Dutch "have seen it all people" it is just another dusty building with ancient left overs of Ugandan past. Outside our boys ran towards the huts of their clan and inside they saw the things they learned at school. My glass of bear in nextdoor bar was my reward for keeping track of 2 hours museum.
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