
Instead we organized a trip to raft the Nile in Jinja, about 90 minutes away from Kampala. I'd never been whitewater rafting before, but wasn't really scared until we were putting our helmets. And getting instructions to follow when the boat flips.
Well, we "only" flipped 3 times, but man did I get bruised! Kody and I managed to end up in exactly the same place each time the boat flip.
Flip #1: nowhere near the boat, dragged down in the green, green water. Trying not to panic! Really nice bruise on my arm from the trip down the waterfall (Yes, we rafted a waterfall). Flip#2: holding onto the boat, bobbing along the side of the boat.
Flip #3: underneath the raft, after flipping in the rapid call "The Bad Place". Then trying to get out from under the raft, and make it to shore without cutting scraped up too badly on the rocks. Really nice bruise on my face from that one!
We saw the source of the Nile (not much to look at after the dam was built), and we went horseback riding, too.

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