Cars pass by on the busy road outside the hotel, paying no attention to this event. The robbers drive off, virtually without loot. We go into the hotel, quite shaken. At the desk, we receive our room key with smiles from the desk-clerks. The following day we make a report to the police, but they just shrug, as though such an occurrence was quite normal, and could not be dealt with. They seem surprised that we bothered to make a report.
Possibly the machine-gun was being carried by an off-duty soldier at that time. But despite this very disagreeable experience, we left Uganda with rather good memories of its people and of the country itself. And, after all, we were still alive.
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