Jinja lies north-east of Kampala, and is known for its proximity to the Nile. Tourists flock there in droves to go white water rafting or alternatively, to contribute their (query) much needed help to the abundance of NGOs in the area. Apparently there are so many women’s initiatives there, that the local council had to resolve a dispute between two groups who were competing for the same meeting times…something seems amiss there don’t you think…? Perhaps spreading the love to more needy areas might be necessary…

We stayed in the Nile River Camp which had a beautiful setting on the Nile. The safari tents were seriously overpriced, but our transition to the dorm proved much more cost effective.

Grade 5 rafting on the Nile was an experience not to be missed. Four grade 5 rapids and four grade 4 rapids with waterfalls to boot. Soooo much fun. We went with Nalubale Rafting who were very professional, and our guide Brett was extremely experienced and full of enthusiasm. 

Our visit to Jinja also coincided with the end of Eid, and a very lively village party. Dancing to trashy pop songs amongst a sea of Ugandans young and old, was another irreplaceable experience. I am always glad though that Jason is with me at these times. We had enough people rubbing up against us despite the fact that we were together, without adding a lone white female to the mix. At one stage a Ugandan man assigned himself to be our marriage protector and bounced around next to us shooing everybody away. Rather amusing really. 

Jinja was our last Ugandan destination. After this it was back to Kampala to catch our flight to Addis Ababa. So onwards to Ethiopia, the next adventure…