I struggled and almost exhausted all means of raising money for my trip but all was in vain. I contacted several people to lend me the money but I never succeeded. I was under too much pressure and the visa dealer was on my neck to pay the balance or else I will lose the $4000 I had deposited in advance. I was stuck until when I realized that I could sell my only house to bail me out. It was not my wish to sell the house but when I realized that when I reach Europe I would make much money to replace it, I went ahead with the plan.
I was green about everything in the process of obtaining a European visa. But then I witnessed it myself, when my best friend took me to the office of a visa dealer in Kampala. I was shocked with what I saw in the visa dealer’s office because I had never imagined that people who go there experience such real hardships including being shouted at, shading tears and ladies being asked for sex by the dealers in the guise of getting that sticker in their passports. One major thing I noticed, money talks in the visa dealer’s offices because without money you’re nobody to them.
Over 25% of the inhabitants of Beguedo work in Italy and still support their hometown. Is the community becoming to dependent?
Fifteen years ago Beguedo only consisted out of straw huts. Nowadays the village has changed since so many people left for Europe. Also the son of Bara went to Italy to earn money to send back home. Because of this he is now able to sleep in a bigger house.