Yesterday we found out that there are exactly six U.S. marines in Kampala. They are guarding the embassy and maintaining a nice little bar in Kololo in their spare time. Every Thursday, there's a movie being shown on a big outdoor screen. The whole setting is not very Ugandan, but the marines themselves (resembling the stereotype, thick-necked and clean-cut all-American ideal son-in-law as if directly from the fifties) were interesting people. Well travelled too, because of their job.
And no, there is no U.S. military fleet on Lake Victoria. Kaija specifically asked.
Off to the airport in ten minutes. Mombasa calls. I'll post fresh news and hopefully pictures after Easter.