So, getting used to a new place can be frustrating. I've been to three (3) different Bourbon Coffee's today trying to get Wi-Fi to send my Christmas letter. Every transaction with a Visa card is a 15 minute suspicion-filled interaction that finds me resorting to prayer (to Vishnu, Rudolph, Yahweh and the almighty Dollar). The only thing harder to find than a public restroom is toilet paper. And then sometimes, when you're super mad and super sad you get a little sign.
Here's a view of my walk home to the Kigali house in Kiyovu:
Noheli Nziza ! (Merry Christmas!)
1 comment:
I will be reading your every move.
smiles,
lynn
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