The place we hope to start living part-time in is called Kamion, a name that comes from a Karamojong word meaning 'fireflies'. Last week we visited the government official responsible for the health clinic and clinic staff housing in Kamion. He was kind enough to give us permission to live in the staff house and for Amber to volunteer part-time in the clinic. Miraculously, he even typed out a letter of permission right there as we set in his office. If he hadn't done that, it might've taken weeks to get the document.
The next step was to meet with the Ik elders in Kamion, to ask their approval for our living there. So last Saturday we drove up there, got measurements made for a security fence around the house, and had an informal meeting the elders. They welcomed us to come. We may stay in the house for the first time as early as this weekend! (The main thing holding us back is the fact that windows are still missing on one side of the house.) It's exciting to think about living among the Ik, but also daunting to think of all we have to do before the place will be ready.