Back from Ada
The shopkeeper was taking too long making our breakfast, so Becky went back there and did it herself, lol.
Rainbow en route to Kigali, Rwanda. More proof that this flight was everything.
Good morning, Accra
A word for the wise… Accra, Ghana.
Sunset flight from Entebbe, Uganda into Kigali, Rwanda was hands down the most beautiful flight of my life thus far. Was listening to this song and getting all choked up thinking how unbelievably lucky I am not only to a.) be a living, breathing, able-bodied human being, when I could have been a sea sponge [shout out to my sponge readers—I know life’s hard] but also a human that b.) lives in a time and under conditions that allow me to fly a mile above these gorgeous hills and see distant parts of the world this way.
I often think how our brains couldn’t have evolved in a way that makes us adequately capable of processing looking at the world from this perspective. I think this usually in the context of sky diving. No way evolution could have seen that one coming. I’d love to see measurements of brain activity during a sky dive…
So f*ing thankful and it’s the perfect time of year to be feeling it!
Kigali, Rwanda was out of this world. Put other East African cities to shame with how clean, safe, and orderly it was. Looking forward to my next trip back.
A late Thanksgiving shoutout. I was having a lot of trouble communicating while in Rwanda, as I know neither a word Kinyarwanda nor French. Then I had this great moment with a motorcycle taxi driver, where, exasperated, I asked if he spoke Swahili. “Of course!” he responded, “it’s the language of Africa!” Full Kigali potential unlocked. Thankful to all the teachers, tutors, enthusiastic strangers, and homestay parents, bothers, and sisters who have worked hard to ensure I know this immensely useful language of (East) Africa! Can only hope I get to continue learning.
Bukoto, Kampala, Uganda.