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My friend, David (who I talked with about math and evolution on previous blogs, links are below.) went on a backpacking trip in Africa recently. This is his story of the experience of other cultures.
This is the eighteenth blog in part 2 of this series. Here is the link for the page where the others can be found:
June 28, Discover Rwanda Reunion:
On the day when we headed back from Kibuye, we had to take a taxi to another town so we could catch a bus somewhere else. This is because we missed the 5’o clock bus to Gisenyi. However, for an additional 4000RWF for the cab ride, we made it back safe and sound. We got dropped off right at the front entrance to the hostel.
When we got there in evening, and walked up to the patio, we were happily greeted by all the rest of the backpacking crew. It was heartwarming to see all of their faces again and hear their travel stories after they had been off and doing their own thing for 10 days. We had a few drinks, ate dinner, and caught up. We just enjoyed each other’s company.
Later that night, I came across a familiar face as I was conversing with the guys at my table. It was the girl from the race back in Kigali. I went up to talk to her, and she recognized me too. Her name was Emily. She seemed impressed that I had come in second place, and was happy to see me. We talked for a bit, late at night.
Unfortunately, I hadn’t showered since the kayaking trip, and my pants were still dusty. They were 3 days old, and had dried after getting wet in the water from Lake Kivu. So, I went to take a shower, which I had been putting off since I had arrived. But by the time I got out of the shower, she was gone, and everyone else was asleep. Bummer. I was enjoying that girl’s company.
The next morning after breakfast, I went for a walk by the serene waters of the lake shore with Sarah Bell and Rebecca. We walked for about 20 minutes over coarse grains of sand. We stopped to enjoy the view, and Rebecca went for a quick swim. We headed back shortly to catch our 10 o’clock bus to the next place where we would stay. The bus was full. We called boda bodas, I said my goodbyes to Emily, and left to head to Inzu Lodge for the last two days of the program.