Here we are in the new year, the transition from old to new was pretty quiet and pleasant. Family in the past, eh already fully booked for the four grandparents decided to come and visit us in Uganda so far away for the holidays. And finally saw firsthand the places where their grandchild is growing. They arrived before Christmas and we've been together two weeks. Their arrival was a big party for us that we're accustomed to our quiet routine of silence (when there are all the children in the garden) ... in less than no time the house was filled with items, shoes, color, sweets, tortellini ... and gifts!
For our parents it was the first long journey of life and especially the first time in Africa. I have been for the first time in Uganda in 1997 and was my first contact with Africa, Matte in 2006 has enjoyed his first encounter with the warm earth Tanzania. For each of the first meeting is different, has a special taste, but to hear and see our parents for the first time in Africa has come to mind the first sensations, the first moments of wonder, which seemed to be hidden under the red dust that covered my next trip ..
And then it was nice to see through their eyes "the first time" you see a bicycle overloaded of people and fruit, sometimes furniture or animals; a truck full of cows and people climbing, children in a dusty courtyard in front of a mud house, playing with a wheel, laughing and waving, the bright green palm trees, the deep red unlikely and the earth, the smile and the handshake of the people who do not know you but want to say goodbye, a church packed with people singing in unison and children wrapped in colorful clothes, and then again the first time you see the free monkeys in their habitat and you feel almost guilty for being you in the wrong place, giraffes, lions, elephants, hippos surrounded by a breathtaking landscape warmed by a sun of a bright orange that drops leaving a trail of thousands of colors on the savannah. The first time you see kids a few years to bring tanks of water on the head, load the younger siblings on their backs, a woman who while tilling the earth looks up and smiles at you a nod of greeting but also the first time you see the capital's traffic, shopping malls and skyscrapers next to the slums and markets overflowing with dirty plates. The first time you taste the papaya and orange machine of his unmistakable, the first time you see an avocado, a mango, jackfruit or a passion fruit. The first time we will see a party that seems to have been organized especially for you where you are treated like a king and you do not know why you did nothing but someone thanks you, and deeper and deeper into the sofa on which you sit while the others are on the benches. The first time you need a local dish and watch the others to understand how to eat and sometimes we must swallow without knowing what you eat, the first time you smell the earth and the sun's equator. ... Thanks, your visit to us has appreciated the many things that we are now getting used to but that is so special that they can not tarnish in the everyday and thanks for your first time in Africa was also our first time in Africa with you. And it was special!
