Anticipation of the unknown

I have approximately 3 weeks until I leave for Uganda.  The anticipation I have is rife with unknowns: How many days will I spend schlepping my bags and tired self through chaotic hot airports?  How am I going to get enough food on the plane without friends surrendering their treys of processed airplane food to me?  What will my house/flat/hut be like?  What is the town of Bushenyi like?  How overwhelming will it be to navigate my way through the overcrowded streets of Kampala?  Will I have access to good coffee?  How much of my stuff will get stolen out of my luggage as I pass through Johannesburg?  And of course, is the beer good?   All these unknowns consume my thoughts for about 2 minutes each day.  You see, having already spent two years in Africa and reading others' accounts of their experience in Uganda, I believe it's all just about the same.  One will encounter very nice and hospitable locals who are willing to show you kindness, and help you with any problem you are faced with.  Over time, certain "African" idiosyncrasies will begin to burden your sanity and ability to separate someones constant nose-picking and line-cutting from the way you judge that person.  These little things about Africa are what make ones experience genuine and authentic.  It's not the elephant or the lion you see on a safari, but a true acclimation into African society. Having already experienced the general "African" idiosyncrasies, there is not too much mystery as to what kind of culture I will encounter (I don't intend to imply that line cutting and nose-picking is a reflection of an entire populations rich historical culture, it's just something that stands out in everyday life).  That is to say there won't be much "culture shock".  Of course there will be specific things that distinguish the Ankole people of the region, such as art and history, but in a general sense they won't be much different from their Bantu brethren, the Kwangalis or Caprivians.  They will grunt during greetings, enjoy food that is boiled, mashed, and dried, try to get the most space out of a vehicle while transporting paying customers and their numerous goods, enjoy sweets,  and make the best out of what they have been given by their debilitating ex-colonizers.  One thing that truly does resonate throughout Africa is the peoples ability to make the best out of what they have, and to always maintain hope.  So it's back to Africa for me.  This time it's "The Pearl" of Africa.  I'm sure I will accumulate many absurd and interesting experiences throughout my journey.  Because of the amount of traveling I will do for my job, I'm certain I will see and come across things that I will surely share.  Lastly, I will post pictures on my flickr account, and there is a link on my blog wall for you all to access those pictures.  Cheers!