White African

I have been asked to do a joint performance together with an Ugandan dance group. They have given me a topic. This text and those who follow are different attempts to tackle the challenge. The performance wil be Thursday 23rd of March in Fusion Autospa in Munyonyo.  I am on my way . The sun will shine. My shoulders are still warm. They say the nights will be cold, but I have my blanket to cover me when I am sleeping. I am tired and my dream is still waiting thousand of kilimoters, a distance I cannot comprehend. I feel exhaustion from travelling. I want to sleep, but I need to move on...

I have been asked to do a joint performance together with an Ugandan dance group. They have given me a topic. This text and those who follow are different attempts to tackle the challenge. The performance wil be Thursday 23rd of March in Fusion Autospa in Munyonyo.  I want to go away. Far away. Away. My dream is to be happy. I connot be happy where I am right now. There is nothing here for me. It does not matter if I am poor or broke, the conclusion remain, I want to go away.

My taxi driver during several years send me a Christmas greeting via sms to my Ugandan phone number. This year I am in Denmark during Christmas season, though I would rather spend every winter under Equators sun. But this year is when my whole Danish family are gathered like every other uneven year. The even years I spend with my African families. I return my taxi drivers greeting - and thank him. You might think that he is only doing it to remind me to also use him next time, but I can never forget to call him when I arrive in Nairobi Airport. He has always been nice to me and treated me very good - besides he is a very nice man. I can recommend Roses Taxi and Lawrence to anyone. So if you are going to Nairobi don't hesitate to call me. Then I will give you his contacts and a few other necessary tips. Happy Holidays ... ... I wish you a brown Christmas ... ... El Vez rocks ...