When the current situation is finally under control and the world awakes again, I am buying myself a ticket back home to my mum, my siblings, and my friends.
I am going to go to my favorite coffee house in Kampala called Endiro. Endiro means many things depending on one’s tribe: a seed (in the Buganda tribe), or a little basket used to serve a millet dish (in Toro tribe). Overall, endiro implies hospitality to a visitor.
I hope the café withstood the pandemic, I know that it mostly depends on western visitors. It is here I go to every single day for my cup of coffee. The staff are so welcoming and friendly; some of them have been there since the café opened in 2011, adding to my experience and that of any regular. Unfortunately, there is a new face each time I have gone back and an old one gone. Nothing wrong with new staff, it just means that I have to start making their acquaintance from zero again, and a bit sad that I don’t get to see my old friends around.
This is all I am thinking about at the moment and whatever your plans are, I hope you make the most of it and enjoy thoroughly. 🙂