Christmas Eve

December 24, 2006
Last night we made a Mexican Fajita dinner and did the traditional watching of “Scrooge,” the musical version starring Albert Finney. For those of you who have an aversion to musicals, you might not appreciate this movie, but it is truly very good. I don’t know how old it is, but our family has been watching it almost every Christmas since it came out (sometime in the 1980s, I think). We all sing along. It’s corny and fun. I miss singing.

The church Jon & Cher go to is made up mostly of local Ugandans. The singing is fantastic. Cher sang a solo.


After church we drove down to Lake Victoria for lunch at a local “resort” (so says the sign), which is actually quite a dive, but they serve fresh Perch from the lake with French Fries – the only thing on the menu. Quite good to eat but quite ugly to look at.

Afterwards we drove through the market where they dry out and burn the left over skins and bones of the fish to send to Congo. The smell defies description. Saw some regal Fish Eagles and colorful King Fisher birds – my favorite.