So today we slept-in the best we could (8:15am or so-Actually I averaged-Cave woke up at 7:30am and Kuntz woke up at 9:00am-Kuntz's snoring may be as loud as the dynamite blast we heard yesterday!).
Once we actually got out of our beds, we had Rwandan tea and bread with peanut butter for breakfast. We then headed out to say good bye to our friends in Ruhengeri.
First we saw Hassan.
Then Greg. We paid for our rooms and made tentative plans to continue to work with him to organize our 2009 trip.
Then Delphine.
We love Delphine. Delphine is the young woman who takes care of the guest house and is funny as heck. She likes watching MTV and Nigerian soap operahs.
Byes done, we got our gear and headed to the bus station (we are heading to Kigali today) with two Americans. Steve (who was mentioned in the previous entry) and Debbie (seriously) who we call Deb (Do you have any boondoggle key chains Napoleon?!). Deb is working as a nursing student/exchange thing (not sure exactly) in Butare in the southwestern part of Rwanda. (In fact we are heading to Butare-more in a minute-I have to be linear).
Once we got on the bus it was totally packed. Now a bus in Rwanda was a 24 passenger truck that has folding chair seats in the aisle to maximize the fares. Of course Cave was in the folding chair and Kuntz was jammed in the backseat with his travel backpack, his daypack the tripod and video camera case (which looks like a Columbian drug lord's case) restricting his movement and the bloodflow to his legs.
As we were traveling Cave felt the sweat coming and started to get hot, pale and queezy. His stomache was rolling around with every turn. There were kids crying, BO, (Did I mention Rwandans do not open windows-We fought over that one for the better part of 2 hours-I won). Well, up, up, up and finally out came a barfburp (You know what I mean). After that things seemed to settle down and I am happy to report that there were no further false alarms or spew (which is good).
Once in Kigali we walked (why, why...BTW-what makes Rwanda so beautiful and unique-the hills-makes it a real pain to walk) to our guest house. It is a lovely guest house in the diplomat district of Kigali. It opens into a garden but the rooms are a little pricey ($35.00) by Rwandan standards. We dropped our stuff and headed to our favorite Italian restaurant in the world, O Sole Luna. After about a 10 minute moto ride we arrived (we met Stevie there).
We had a salad, Fanta/Coke and pizza. Yummers.
Moto back, walk 2,000 miles to the internet cafe on the main street (it is paved) in Kigali and now my fingers are getting tired.
Another 2,000 mile walk in a minute.
To bed in about an hour then up early so we can take another bus to Butare (Or Barftari and I may call it tomorrow) for the next 2 days.
Thanks for reading.
A shout out to Mick Hawkins (To get mentioned on the World Wide Web feel free to email us-our addresses are in the side bar to the right of this entry).
Amahoro.
Kuntz and Cave
(I have not changed my pants or undershirt in 7 days!!)
Once we actually got out of our beds, we had Rwandan tea and bread with peanut butter for breakfast. We then headed out to say good bye to our friends in Ruhengeri.
First we saw Hassan.
Then Greg. We paid for our rooms and made tentative plans to continue to work with him to organize our 2009 trip.
Then Delphine.
We love Delphine. Delphine is the young woman who takes care of the guest house and is funny as heck. She likes watching MTV and Nigerian soap operahs.
Byes done, we got our gear and headed to the bus station (we are heading to Kigali today) with two Americans. Steve (who was mentioned in the previous entry) and Debbie (seriously) who we call Deb (Do you have any boondoggle key chains Napoleon?!). Deb is working as a nursing student/exchange thing (not sure exactly) in Butare in the southwestern part of Rwanda. (In fact we are heading to Butare-more in a minute-I have to be linear).
Once we got on the bus it was totally packed. Now a bus in Rwanda was a 24 passenger truck that has folding chair seats in the aisle to maximize the fares. Of course Cave was in the folding chair and Kuntz was jammed in the backseat with his travel backpack, his daypack the tripod and video camera case (which looks like a Columbian drug lord's case) restricting his movement and the bloodflow to his legs.
As we were traveling Cave felt the sweat coming and started to get hot, pale and queezy. His stomache was rolling around with every turn. There were kids crying, BO, (Did I mention Rwandans do not open windows-We fought over that one for the better part of 2 hours-I won). Well, up, up, up and finally out came a barfburp (You know what I mean). After that things seemed to settle down and I am happy to report that there were no further false alarms or spew (which is good).
Once in Kigali we walked (why, why...BTW-what makes Rwanda so beautiful and unique-the hills-makes it a real pain to walk) to our guest house. It is a lovely guest house in the diplomat district of Kigali. It opens into a garden but the rooms are a little pricey ($35.00) by Rwandan standards. We dropped our stuff and headed to our favorite Italian restaurant in the world, O Sole Luna. After about a 10 minute moto ride we arrived (we met Stevie there).
We had a salad, Fanta/Coke and pizza. Yummers.
Moto back, walk 2,000 miles to the internet cafe on the main street (it is paved) in Kigali and now my fingers are getting tired.
Another 2,000 mile walk in a minute.
To bed in about an hour then up early so we can take another bus to Butare (Or Barftari and I may call it tomorrow) for the next 2 days.
Thanks for reading.
A shout out to Mick Hawkins (To get mentioned on the World Wide Web feel free to email us-our addresses are in the side bar to the right of this entry).
Amahoro.
Kuntz and Cave
(I have not changed my pants or undershirt in 7 days!!)
1 comment:
You two are funny....I was thinking Pulitzer until I read the Barfburp entry.....so Cave. Do you notice any changes in the country since you were last there? There was just an article about the "high" number of private schools in R., esp in Kigali....are you guys dealing with them or public schools? what's the difference in terms of who goes where? is there good gov't funding? they also said 50% of attendees are female - is that a change? Just thought I'd ask....
Megan Kern
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