We were told the crater lakes were a twenty minute walk or so from where we were staying. Turns out, the village market was a twenty minute walk and the crater lakes were another twenty (maybe more?) minutes after. At least we decided not to go by bike. Lots of ups and downs on a bumpy dirt road would have made the trip unpleasant. Instead, we walked, mingled in the market, kept a hungry cow company at the edge of one of the lakes, and Andrew scared a handful of schoolchildren by pointing a camera at them while we were walking back towards our campsite and awaiting banda.
I have never seen children run and hide so quickly. It felt a little Wizard of Oz-ish when they reappeared creeping out from behind the banana trees to walk with us again.
The market was a little surprising. It wasn’t that big for being labeled “third largest” in Uganda. It also didn’t have nearly as much of a variety as we had hoped. We wanted to eat lunch in the market (as our place didn’t have the best food) but the only food that appeared to be for sale was bananas, tomatoes, and some other vegetables in pretty stacks in front of their vendors- but not exactly what we were looking for.
We took a few pictures of the market, but had a rather difficult time blending in, so we didn’t stay long and made our way further down the road to check out the other crater lakes. Along the way children waved and a few ran out to the street to greet us. A young teenager had been walking with us for a bit and told us they were asking for their picture to be taken. I obliged, and they were delighted seeing themselves on the camera screen.
The lakes were pretty, but not what we were expecting. Our whole trip to Fort Portal wasn’t exactly what we were expecting, but it was a nice calm after the journey to get there and what we were expecting as we tried to return to Kampala. We debated going to Lake Bunyoni- but I had had enough lake action, so we had a quiet night before heading back to Kampala the next morning.