Alex officially contracted malaria on the second to last day in Kampala, through no fault of his own. His host in Kampala was extremely lax about getting him a mosquito net. Like, he didn’t have one the entire time he was in Kampala. The entire time! He asked several times and apparently the host would brush it off until the next day. He took his anti-malarial meds as prescribed, but there’s only so much you can do if you’re getting bitten every single evening. He hid his frustration well. The rest of us may not have been so reserved.
He had the blood test to confirm and then received the drug cocktail necessary to wipe it out. He’s feeling much better now.
It was slightly ironic because on our road trip up to Murchison Falls Nat’l Park he had crafted a version of the song “Love Shack” except Ugandized the lyrics with references to traffic jams, Uganda gin (Waragi) and contracting malaria. Little did he know that at the time he had already contracted malaria…
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