It is still raining....every day, if you doubt the veracity of this just google weather for Gisenyi and Musanze and work the average. How any crops come to fruition beats me, it´s certainly not due to sunshine.
Anyway, a little addition to the last post, I discovered that the road by Lake Kivu is closed to traffic for 2 hours from 6am to 8am on Sunday morning allowing the keep fit mob to train without being run over.
I went to Mass this morning, nowhere near as lively as the congregation at Kanyinya, after the Ash Wednesday service at 6am this Wednesday....yes 6am!!! I think I´ll just attend the service here at the community when the priest comes.
At meals on Sundays the postulants join the sisters, as it´s weekend there is alcohol served also. Senior sister offered a glass of wine, strange bottle I thought, on inspection saw it was Cognac....no, even I cannot drink that with lunch!
So, the last day of February and 5 weeks today I leave Busasamana for Kigali, have I told you lately that I'm really looking forward to returning there. We have a week without lessons so that we can confer about what we've taught and the level the students are now at. So we're taking the opportunity to go to Akagera National Park for a couple of nights. Peter Safari once again the driver.
I am also looking forward to shopping in Nakunatt, how sad is that.
Yesterday I walked into Gasiza the local village to get printing done and some money put on the internet gadget, I went to one of the village shops for a couple of things surrounded by interested onlookers. I know the lady charged me too much, but what can you do! Pennies to me are riches to the locals.
Then it started to rain with a vengeance, and hail! The printer folk wouldn't let me leave, eventually I donned raincoat, unfurled umbrella and set forth, well I am British! All was ok at first but I hadn´t allowed for the torrents of water flooding the road in several parts.....very wet feet in trainers.
Gasiza
The first shop is the printing emporium, the second is the phone shop and the guy who puts money on the internet access for me.
One of the postulants asked me last week what was the difference between being single and being celibate. Oh help I thought, not the sex talk needed. No they all knew about sex.
I told Marilyn who then told her unmarried forty something son who said the answer was 'bliss and misery'!
I had the bright idea of using origami frogs to teach a point. Spent most of the weekend endeavouring to construct without success so resorted to making a windmill, and I have to say everyone enjoyed making those. And saved me a headache.
Everyday for breakfast we have a roll with avocado, sometimes recently accompanied by roasted, salted peanuts! i wonder if the Michelin *** chefs have tried this combo. The crunch is nice and the salt but it does make me thirsty.
Another staple is cabbage, they grow marvellous cabbages here, I eat a lot, cooked and uncooked, I shall take on a green hue soon I suspect.
All the produce is carried on bicycles from a co-operative patch of ground to a pick up point. Some of the very large sacks of carrots and potatoes weigh between 200 and 400 kilos.
The young Parish Priest stayed for breakfast after Mass Tuesday, we had omelette, a treat for Pancake Day. The sisters 'twinkled' at the company! Apparently we shall have beer and dancing this evening to set us up for Lent. I might even get my postulant choir to sing Old McDonald has a farm which they enjoy, we're usually laughing so much by the end that we can't get the moos in tune.
I'm including a pic of my somewhat dippy bed, it is surprisingly comfortable though.
I'm off to Musanze (previously Ruhengeri) on Saturday for a night at another Gorillas hotel, much needed hot water etc. A service of consecration for Bishop Sam Sunday morning. It will be so good to be an Anglican again.
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