It’s been very loooooong since I wrote anything here and I’m trying to think of why.
- Because Rwanda and the Rwandans became “normal” to me and I don’t recognize the special stories anymore. The barefoot kids that run along with me yelling musungu musungu; the incredibly beautiful green hills as soon as I leave Kigali; the luxury of coming home to Rose’s (our cook) dish and dessert of the day; the interesting discussions with friends like JP and Serge about the state of the country or peculiarities about Rwandan sex life; or the football training with 30 dead-serious young guy hoping for either a professional contract or me arranging a job for them.