One day last week we drove slowly down the old street--it's even bumpier now--so I could look for her. We stopped near the house I stayed in then, and I got out and looked around for her. Some curious kids stopped to observe us (they never seem to tire of gazing at muzungus), but I didn't see her among them. We tried to ask about her, but no one spoke English, and Kinyarwanda still eludes me.
Next time, if there is a next time, I'll take a picture of her and a Kinyarwanda translator with me to increase my chances of finding her. I hope all is well with my little buddy. I'd love to see her beautiful smile again.
Location:Gitarama, Rwanda
3 comments:
Sorry your search was unsuccessful. And now you have another reason to make another return visit.
I have been lurking, but just wanted you to know that I have read and enjoyed your blogs and feel like I need more. Will you wrap up your trip or give final thoughts or something? I feel like the reel broke and I had to go home without seeing the rest of the movie.
I was following your blog, but never left you a comment. I'm so glad you let us in on your visit to Rwanda and I felt like I was a part of it thru your writing. I agree with Leslie and want to here your final thoughts.
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