I live in Wandegeya, just outside the city centre, and there’s seldom any peace. Sawmills, ambulances going to Mulago and the big trucks heading north to Juba. But the mornings are different- a hum as the traffic starts to build, but otherwise peace and ibises. And sometimes you can watch the sunrise over Nakasero, with the storms boiling behind on the lake, and imagine you’re on the edge of the world.
I’m not a morning person, but when I have to be I make sure the camera is handy.