First impressions and an interesting day of travel

So here i am finally in uganda the place i had been planning for for so long. to apologize in advance, these posts may be short and not very gramatically corret, however i am using an on-screen keyboard to fill in letters that do not work on the standard keyboard which is a lengthy proess. well the excitment of the trip began in houston airport. as i was waiting to board the first flight, i heard the dreaded thing: my name being called over the loudspeaker. i approached the desk and was told that due to overbooking i was being moved onto a different flight that would take me directly to amsterdam and cut the travel time down. i grabbed my 8 dollar meal ticket for the now delayed departure and all was thankfully well. the first flight went well but then as i boarded for the seond flight i had another scare - my boarding pass was denied at the gate. apparently someone had removed me from the flight accidentally, kindof a strange thing i thought but didn't question anything when the hostess booked me back on it in no time. the flight, despite its length, was fine. arriving at uganda was an experiecne! we were greeted by a young boy wearing a gas mask as we all had to pass a swine flu check before we could go through immigration. a flu epidemic is something africa could do without so i wasnt at all irritated at this point. after paying 50 dollars for a stamp in my passport i walked over to the baggage claim only to see a whiteboard with my name on a missing bags list. it turned out that as they booked me back on the flight from Amsterdam they didnt put my bags back on. i waited over an hour to speak with a representative to help me with a claim for my luggage which came to a halt when i realized i didnt have a copy of the address i was staying at. the one copy i did have had already been turned in to the immigration officer. i was sent back to the immigration room only to find the officers sitting around and packing up the documents for the day. due to their lack of time to help search for mine, they gave me a stack and told me to search through all of the douents for my own. i cant quite imagine a us officer letting someone sift through other peoples private documents but oh well, TIA, this is africa, as i have been continuosly told. thankfully the man who came to pick john and i up from the airport was loyally waiting there as we came out. i opted to ride shotgun on the way to our accomodation, the first real eye opener of the trip. Cars sharing a lane, pedestrians crossing a road where cars travelled at speeds far too high to be legal, and strange roundabout systems which the local drivers apparently didn't understand or maybe that was me. i arrived at the house exhausted but couldnt sleep without being introduced to all of the people i was staying with. i sprayed myself with bug spray and sprawled out on my bed with the same clothes i had been wearing for the past 24 hours and would be for the indefinite future.