I stayed in bed all day, very ill on Saturday with a bad stomach - must have eaten something funny.
I have been eating quite a lot of different foods that I am not used to. The culture here is so different to England, people love to offer to make you food. When I go down to the village sometimes the mother from each house will say "Ah Rachael you eat with us today" and ask me to sit with the kids from that house round their big table and eat with them. I am not the greatest fan of a lot of the local food but I've been doing my best to eat most of it!
However Juliet cooks for me at the house where I stay so I usually have to say no to the mothers. However sometimes they just turn up stood in front of me holding a plate piled high with rice and beans or potato and posho - "Posho is one of or THE most popular Ugandan food which is made from ground white corn flour mixed with boiling water until it becomes solid." It's very filling but tastes of... not really anything. The women in my English session said it was their favourite food. Coming from England with such a luxurious and broad menu of food, posho is definitely one of the last foods I would choose as my favourite but that's just me being spoilt...
... and when they stand there with the plate heaped with food for me, and I have just had a large bowl of cabbage and sauce and rice at home less than twenty minutes ago, the dilemma is: do I eat another large meal and end up exploding, or do I reject the offer of this meal and greatly offend the lady. On the occasions where I have saved my stomach and said no to the food, the Mothers have not let me forget that I rejected their meal and made me promise to eat with them soon. I now already owe about 8 different Mothers an evening where I shall eat their food...
Anyway thanks for the prayers and messages, I am now fully better and luckily it was on my day off that I wasn't well, so I didn't have to let any of the people I visit on weekdays down.
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