So I'm having trouble uploading photos, but I will continue to try. Today we spent the morning at Christ Gospel Church in Kimironko with Pastor Francis. Then we had lunch at Chez Lando in Remera. The late afternoon was spent at Claudine's new house with everyone enjoying Fanta l'orange sodas :) Now we are back home (Iris Guest House) and will leave for dinner in about 30 minutes - we're going to Khazana Kahzan. In the mean time I will post this blog & try to get a few more photos added so you can see all the beautiful places I have been!!
Sorry it has been nearly a week since I last wrote, but my days have been hectic, yet wonderful! We have done many things!
Tuesday our visitors arrived. Wednesday morning we went on the city tour of Kigali and in the afternoon we went into the Eastern Province to see some cattle and rice co-operatives. Thursday we went to Kigali Parent's School in the morning and taught some classes. Thursday afternoon half of the group left with Christophe, Arthur and me. We drove to Musanze for the night so that we would be close to the gorilla trekking starting point. Friday morning we left at 6:30am to go watch some traditional dancing followed by trekking up the volcano to see the gorilla family. Today we had a party for the sponsored children.
Tomorrow we go to Millennium Village near Nyamata which is an all day event. Tuesday we will go to visit the women who weave the baskets at Gahaya Links before getting on an airplane and headed home :(
Last night we had a fabulous dinner with our dear friend Arthur.He became Vicky’s son 6 years ago when they met and so it only made sense that he became my big brother, since he is 9 months older than me JArthur and Vicky met 6 years ago when he was translating for her on her first trip to Rwanda.I met Arthur 3 years ago this October on my first trip to Rwanda.Arthur is a real go getter; he went to Belgium to get his masters in International and Development Economics a few years ago and now works back here in Kigali.We had a great catch up with him and look forward to seeing him again on Sunday afternoon.Samputu never arrived so at 10:30pm, we politely told Arthur we had to go to bed as we had to be up for a 7am start!
At 7am Vic and I met in the restaurant for a quick breakfast because at 7:30am we had to leave to go to a meeting about our Child Sponsorship program.This normally would not be such a rush, but today is umuganda (In Rwanda, there is a mandatory community service day from 8:00am to 11:00am, on the last Saturday of each month called Umuganda meaning community service. The day is called umunsi w’umuganda, meaning “contribution made by the community” which is designed to be a day of contribution and building the country by citizens themselves. By law all able bodied persons above the age of 18 and below 65 are expected to participate in volunteer community work. The start of this practice goes back to colonial times and is still practiced today.Participation in Umuganda is usually supervised by a manager, or Umudugudu chairperson who oversees the effectiveness and efficiency of community participation. On this day, business activity halts, public transportation is limited, and people are seen everywhere working. People participate in cleaning streets, cutting grass and trimming bushes along roads, or repairing public facilities or building houses for vulnerable persons. People with particular skills offer their services for free on this day. For example, doctors may offer free medical examination.The benefits of Umuganda are not merely economic. The day is intended to build community involvement and strengthen cohesion between persons of different background and levels. One such a benefit is that people can access authorities to articulate their needs and voice opinions on various issues.The labour cost from Umuganda contributes to national development programs. By reaping the rewards of the volunteer labor and by having more capital to invest in the country, Umuganda has contributed to the growth and development of the Rwanda.) So as you can see from that definition, we had to be OFF the roads by 8am!!Along the way we were stopped twice by police who wanted to check our IDs and know why we were on the road.Through Christophe, our Country Director, we were able to explain we were on our way to a meeting.Both officers were very understanding and let us go.(side note: last year when I was here I had booked a flight for the last Saturday of the month and learned how hard it is to get to the airport, we went through 7 check points, each time all the muzungus (white people) showing their passport and plane tickets in order to be allowed to pass)
We made it to the meeting on time and I handed over the M&Ms to Pastor Francis & his wife Dorothy to give to his four children.They love M&Ms so I brought a large bag over for them to share.Our meeting went for four and a half hours.At which time Vicky, Christophe and I left to go to the MTN Centre to get some much needed lunch.We enjoyed traditional African food, beef, plantains, rice, sweet potato, beans, carrots & green beans.
After lunch, we drove back home to the Iris, where Vicky & I rested for a bit waiting for another meeting which then got cancelled . . . neither of us wanted to admit it but we were sort of relieved, we needed an calm afternoon – Vicky took a nap and here I am writing blog post and skyping with Caylin and looking at Mies photos of her Spartan Race.Gosh I love the internet and technology; I can still follow what’s going on in the USA even though I’m thousands of miles away!
Okay I’m off to take a few photos of our apartment which hopefully I will be able to upload later tonight so you can see how sweet our “presidential suite” is!!
So I have to be honest, we've been in so many meetings and catch ups with friends I haven't been taking that many photos, but here are 3 taken over the past few days which I hope you'll enjoy....
Here is a view of the tv screen in the Brussels airport woman's bathroom . . . interesting place for a telly if you ask me
This photo's really just for Vicky, she loves apple juice when flying with me, but this time she was sleeping, so I got one in her honour & decided to document it . . .
Lovely lunch today at the MTN Centre after a 4 hour meeting about our Sponsored Children's program. clockwise we have green beans and carrots, beans, beef, rice, pomme frites, sweet potato, and plantain.
When I was little I always dreamed of having a “princess bed” which in my mind would be a canopy bed with flowing curtains on all sides. In case you’re wondering it never happened. But on my first night here in Kigali, I was able to climb under my mosquito net and pretend I was in a “princess bed”. Funny how a net which could save me from malaria can in my head turn into something royal, lol.
Vic & I woke up around 8am this morning, after falling asleep to the loveliest noises of rain on the roof last night! We had breakfast here at the hotel followed by organizing the lap top for Christophe and making a few phone calls to set up appointments for this weekend, before our travellers arrive on Tuesday night.
In making phone calls we discovered that Vicky's dear friend, Charlotte's daughter, Charlene, is in the hospital. So we immediately make plans to go to King Faisel Hospital. Her daughter is 1.5 years and has been throwing up & had diarrhea since Tuesday, but the doctor doesn't seem to know what is going on - they suspect something viral. It was very sad to see her looking so under the weather. While we were there her son, Chelle (4yo) started to throw up as well, so I have to hope & pray that they both get better soon! If they are still ill on Sunday we will go back and visit.
In the afternoon we went to visit with our good friend Rita who is the Executive Secretary of the Association of Micro Finance Institutions in Rwanda - very lovely woman and we planned to see her on Wednesday again.
Tonight we will see my friend Arthur for dinner, hopefully at Indian Kazan - I know it's not very Rwandan, but I LOVE this place & it's walking distance from our hotel, not that matters since he has a car, but still, Vic and I really love it there!
Then after that apparently Vicky's friend Jean-Paul Samputu (musician) is going to stop by for a visit. I've never met him but I'm excited to meet him.
I took a video of the guest house and our apt this morning and then when I went to upload it I learned that it was going to take 700 minutes, so I'm giving up on that and hoping that a few photos will suffice. Of course I did not taken any of our lovely accommodations when it was sunny out, so you'll have to wait.
Once again excited to report that Vicky and I are safely "home". We were greeted at the airport by Christophe & Pastor Francis - how lovely it is to be welcomed back by familiar smiling faces & big hugs!
It is amazing that after 16 hours of flying on 3 different planes over 3 different continents and every single plane was on time and my luggage arrived safely as well - Gosh I <3 American Airlines and Brussels Airlines!! Another great part about the past day of travel has been that since you all know how much I "love" flying with turbulence, is that every flight was super super smooth as well. And super big bonus was the fact that the last flight from Brussels to Kigali, there were many free seats so Vicky got 4 seats and I got 2 seats (cause I had to have a window seat) and we were able to spread out and relax, even though Brussels Airline doesn't have individual tv screens!
We called John to announce our safe arrival then drove "home" to the Iris Guest House. Where we learned we'd be staying in the presidential suite and that it is! When you walk in, you enter our living room behind it is the kitchen, off to one side is the dining room and half bath. Upstairs there are 2 bedrooms each with their own full bathrooms and a balcony.
We've been here for 4.5 hours, have unpacked, drank a Fanta L'orange, eaten some pomme frites,added minutes to our Rwandan SIM card, connected ourselves to the internet, and next step will be getting a good nights sleep.
I am happy to report that Vicky & I are safely in Brussels, awaiting our final plane journey to Kigali which should be leaving in about 1.5 hours. Vicky found me on the bus which was transporting us between terminals - timing is everything they always say :)
We've had a great time catching up & are anxious to get this last leg of the trip over and done with. Though I cannot complain as many of you know how I dislike flying, okay it's not the flying I dislike so much as the turbulence, but I am happy to report first two flights were relatively bump free, making me a happy camper thus far.
I look forward to sending you an update later tonight from Kigali . . . that is if I can stay awake that long! It's nearly 10am Brussels time which means on the east coast of the USA it's nearly 4am. Thank goodness I got 4 hours sleep on that last flight or I might not be so chipper right now!
I will sign off now, feel free to leave comments - I love seeing who's following my blog :) Oh and don't worry I've got my card reader so I'm looking forward to blogging with photos!!!
So tomorrow I leave for my third trip to Rwanda . . . I went first back in October of '08, then again in January of '10 and now in August/September of '11.
I will try to update daily with what we're doing, assuming that I have time and a strong internet connection :)
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So far I've sold 2 book cases, 2 bed side tables, a coffee table, and hopefully more tonight. I don't officially leave my flat until Jan 20, 2010, but I'm getting rid of all of my stuff now, does that make me crazy? I'm not sure where I'll be putting all my things in the mean time, but I just LOVE clearing the furniture out of it & making money in the process . . . I think I'm starting to become obsessed with it ;-) just kidding, but really if all goes well tonight I'll be off loading my desk, glass front entertainment centre, 4 plants, and possibly some kitchen stuff. I might have to go out & buy some paper plates & bowls before dad even arrives if the sales continue to go as well as they have been. I think I'm most excited about how prepared I am getting for this move - I'm very much a wait till the last possible minute to do anything kinda person (ask my mum, she's always laughing when I call the night before I'm flying to ask if I've even thought about starting to pack, knowing full well I haven't given it two seconds worth of thought)
Last night I was having trouble sleeping because I'm so excited about my travels, I fear this problem will only be getting worse in the coming days so I'm going to have to start counting sheep or reindeer or sleeping pills in order to get some kip. Finally when I did fall asleep last night I dreamt that I had named by rucksack Penelope (don't ask where the name came from, it's another random long story*) and that I was writing my travel blog from the point of view of her. I'm wondering if this is a really crazy idea or if people would enjoy reading it . . . I must admit I think this idea came from the fact that recently I finished The Art of Racing in the Rain, which is written from the dog's point of view. Side note, I highly recommend that book!! I'm now reading We Need to Talk About Kevin & I'm not sure I'll be recommending it to anyone!
Okay, back to my point . . . what do you as my readers thing of my idea of writing from the point of view of my rucksack, Penny?
* for those who have to know the story: Penelope was a horse I knew when I worked at summer camp - she was a small grey horse with the grumpiest attitude ever, if given the chance to kick someone she did it, if given the chance to bite a child who was grooming her, she did it as well. All the kids at camp wanted to ride her cause she was small & if they were scared of falling off they thought it'd be best to be closest to the ground - I tried to warn them that she was ornery, but 10 year old boys don't listen so well. By the end of the summer it was hard to find a boy who would ride her without being "forced" to. Last night in my dream (before the rucksack naming) I was dreaming of all the horses at camp along with the ones mum & I owned growing up so I think when my dream switched phases Penny's name was stuck in my brain & that's where it came from . . . I think.
Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day; begin it well and serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense. - Ralph Waldo Emerson