All by myself...

Back from Burundi like a boomerang, it's time for Kigali round 3. Bryan Adams is blasting from the stereo of the nearby bus station, the caffine from my 8th cup of coffee (it's so cheap!) is keeping me wired and the countdown to Israel is on.

Burundi ended well. Ashley and I gourmeted it for the last few days, enjoying amazing grilled fish, wood oven pizza, chocolate mousse and (of course) the magestic grand Primus. Alas, as our Franc stash ran low we jaunted for the border on an air conditioned (glorious) bus that played movies for our enjoyment. This somehow cost the same as a regular minibus ride. I heart Africa.

Football/soccer with the president never worked out. We got close on our last day and caught a sneak peak of him between some bushes, but unfortunately the army saw us and chased us away. As it turns out, there is a special "protocol" that we neglected to follow that allows you (meaning any foreigner) audience with the head of state. Ah well, we got close. Next time I'll get a picture with the dude, haha.

Anyhow, I've got a few days to relax in Kigali, then a few more to relax in Kampala, then a few more in Nairobi. You get the idea. Life is good.

Cheers,

-Dave

P.S. My application to graduate was finally approved. I graduated with "distinction" (what that distinction is is unclear at the moment) and my diploma will arrive in Florida in the next 3 weeks. Groovy.