So today is St Andrew's Day, but on Saturday Kampala held their annual St Andrew's Ball. I was very reluctant to attend - but with some support from Alex (who I dragged along), I reluctantly agreed, and the actually had a wonderful time!
The ball was held at the Serena hotel in Kampala, a really beautiful location.
We arrived into a foyer full of kilts ("In Uganda, we call them skirts...") and were handed a strangely looking white-milky stuff with bits in... My Scottish friend told me that it was Atholl Brose, a drink made from whisky, cream and oats...mmm! it actually went down pretty easily, as did the second, and by the time we were escorted to our table, I was ready for a big night.
That's when I was confronted with another strange looking drink, waiting for me on our table... also cloudy and lumpy... I took one tiny sip and exclaimed loudly to Alex:
"Blimey, I dunno what the hell that is, but we're gonna have to neck it! It's Jank!"
It was then that a polite Scottish man informed me that it was - infact - the appetiser, a chilled leek and potato soup. Oh dear! If only I had studied the menu first! how embarassing!!
But the night was just warming up, and the band were so brilliant leading everyone in the Scottish dancing - I must confess, I did do a little gig myself!
They brought in the Haggis to bagpipe music and it was completely delicious. Here's a picture of me enjoying it. Yes, I am that red. I am sunburnt all over. I have given up on trying to stay out of the sun... it's waaaay too hot!
Brilliant night. Lots of fun - could've done without the whisky hangover!
Happy St Andrew's Day!
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