Back From Juba, South Sudan

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I'm thirsty and tired... I have malaria... and now I have to walk to the border.

Catch Up

4-wheelin Africa style between Rwanda and Burundi.

Office Space

http://www.hinckley.utah.edu/events/media/2009-media/10_20_09_rwanda.pdf

NEW TIMES ARTICLE: Understanding Country's Rankings - Comparative Analysis of Harvard and Mo Ibrahim Indexes of African Governance

African Time

Where'd my "o" g_?

On Sunday Jackson and I went to town. He wanted to show me what church was like in Rwanda and I needed to pick up a few things at the store. We took a mini bus and on the way he tried to teach me how to say Nyenyeri, which is the part of town I stay in. After trying several times to get it out right, “…yenredy …yinyidy …nyenye ..yee …yeeedy,” I looked up and found a teenage boy speaking at the front of the bus. He was thicker than most boys here and had chubby cheaks.

After a moment I realized he was praying. There I was bumbling on while this kid was trying to bless everyone on their way to church. I felt bad and folded my arms and put my head down.

....everyone soon went crazy with laughter.

After catching his air Jackson explained that he was being a "funny-boy.” The prayer wasn’t to bless us on our way to church. He was begging; he was up there praying to the bus in Kinyarwanda that I would find it in my heart to give him money for a pancake.