After the wedding on Saturday, several of the church leaders went out to decompress a little and visit. We went to a restaurant called Tickles and Giggles! I've driven by it tons of times but never stopped. Anyway, as I got back into the car that evening my pocket caught on The Club that locks our steering wheel to keep the car from being stolen. It totally ripped my pocket a good 4 inches down the side and across the top of my best pair of slacks. I considered taking this pair of slacks to the States when I go in a few days and having them repaired by a tailor. I figure that'd cost somewhere between $15 and $30 and take a week or so but it'd be a pretty good repair.
I don't know why my first thought was to lug these pants all the way to the States to be repaired. They do, of course, have tailors and seamstresses here in Uganda. In fact, they're all over the place with sewing machines that operate on foot-pedals. There's one right down the street from the Kampala Lutheran Church even. So I decided to take my pair of slacks to the local seamstress. She repaired them while I waited - took about 4 minutes. And she charged me about 40 cents. Part of that (seemingly obvious) adjustment to living in another culture is realizing that you can have your pants repaired here too - and probably faster and cheaper. -Shauen