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A panga knife
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But we had been advised to go to a restaurant in Kampala where there was good French cuisine and wine, better than what could be found in Khartoum. We did that, and had a good meal, which was not too expensive.

The waiter says, at the end of the meal: ‘Shall I call a taxi?’ We say no, and the waiter looks surprised. It is a beautiful night, pleasantly cool but not cold, and the landscape of the city looks well in the moonlight. This is one of numerous cities which claim to have seven hills. It would be only a twenty minute walk along a leafy avenue.

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