Bunny update: So,
yesterday we couldn’t find the last bunny to put them away. Then, suddenly, someone found them behind the
house. This is a place I didn’t take
pictures of because I hadn’t been back there.
It’s not that interesting but its way back behind the angles of the
house where the little ditches flow between the walls of the house and the wall
of the compound. We all ran behind the
house to see the babies. They are so
small and grody (sort of gross and crawly – out of curiosity, would any of you
spell grody differently?). There are
four for sure but maybe five. This
creates a significantly more urgent issue with Keksy who would not have to run
to catch them.
Today, the night watchman and a friend of his or something
built from scratch a new bunny cage to put the mother and babies in so that the
other two males aren’t with the babies.
There are big arguments about whether to leave the mother in with the
babies and then feed her a lot or to let her out and then stuff her back in at
night. Any advice from anyone who knows
about rabbits?
Yesterday, for lunch, I ate this:
Half a pineapple which I shared with Nicole and a
sambusa. A sambusa is sort of like a
samosa except that the outside is more crunchy and delicious and the inside is
filled with meat! Really good salty
spicy meat! They are even good cold,
which is how they are normally served. The
pineapple cost 600 francs (divided by two because we shared it), so really 300
francs for half a pineapple and 200 francs for two sambusa. Total 500 francs or less than one dollar for
a very filling and very delicious and hydrating lunch.
Last night, I went OUT!
I was going completely stir crazy.
Maybe I will be able to start work this week. A few more conversations and permissions to
get until the answer is a definite yes.
Still waiting around. So, I asked
around and I was told by everyone who has been here for a while that the very first
place I should go out to is a restaurant called Sol e Luna. If you have forgotten you can, remember to
check out the Rwanda map I shared in an earlier post as I am adding things all
the time.
Sol e Luna is an Italian restaurant where the only food you
should order is pizza. First, you go
through the gate at the top of the hill.
Then you walk down a million stone steps in the dark. Then you walk into the open air
restaurant. I know, I know, I forgot to
bring a camera. It’s because I am using
the local phone and not my iphone. I
promise to always bring both phones from now on. But, you should know, I cannot just be taking
photos on the street for two important reasons:
first, there are always so many people on the street. Taking a picture of a street market means
taking 20 people’s photo as well. They wouldn’t
like it. Second, if you hold an iphone
up to take a photo out and away from your body the temptation, I have heard, is
often enough to make someone just snatch it and run. It's too much risk.
Anyway, Sol e Luna is absolutely beautiful. It sits on the side of the hill with a view
of the other side of Kigali, not the downtown area but the more residential
area, and at night you can see a million energy saving lightbulbs
twinkling. They are a true white and not
a yellow like American lights. They are
beautiful. The country is lit up like
Christmas every night. The air was cool.
I sat down and ordered a large Primus. I was sweating a lot from the walk and the
stairs and general nerves of being alone and out at night (7pm) in Kigali. The walk is about thirty minutes at a
Rwandan, not a muzungu, pace and it’s all uphill so it makes you sweat (err,
makes me sweat anyway, I have yet to see a Rwandan sweat.
The music playing in the background was light jazz guitar
and the entire place was made of really high quality dark mahogany wood. Very beautiful. It looks very, very upscale. The sort of place that I cannot afford in the
USA right now. They have a full bar with
every alcohol you could want. I enjoyed
my beer and the ambience as I looked over the menu. There are actually 89 different kinds of
pizza. I ordered number 055:
Salami. It had very thin slices of
salami, goat cheese that wasn’t creamy but melty like mozzarella but with a
stronger flavor, tomato sauce, but a paste like thin layer like in Rome, and
fresh garlic and oil topped with black olives on top of a chargrilled thin
crust. It was heavenly! It was about as good as the pizzas I had in
Rome. The Primus was 1,100 francs and
the pizza was 4,900 francs. So, running
total was 6,000 francs which is about 9 dollars or so. Across the way I saw three muzungu all
speaking Italian. I introduced
myself. The two men were from Italy and
don’t speak English terribly well but do speak English. One of them asked me if I was ok because I
seemed red or nervous. I said it was
nerves because I am still so new. He
said, “No no, no nerves. Rwandan customs
takes them when you arrive!” LOL.
The woman spoke English very well and it turns out that she
was half Italian and half Australian.
She is older. They have all been
here for a long time. They were
welcoming. The woman’s name was
Alexandra. They all agreed that this
pizza was the best in the world outside of Italy.
So, why do all muzungu go to Sol e Luna apart from the
ambience? Because every Monday night is
expat quiz night! Arrive early, 7pm, to
find a table and order early because the service will get really slow
later. Then, find your team and eat and
drink. Then answer a whole bunch of
questions presented by some team while getting really tipsy. Then, win or lose, meet new people and hear
all the gossip in the expat scene which is small and gossipy. Then go home early-ish (9-10pm).
Alexandra asked me if, if it turns out there was room on her
team, if I would like to play with her?
Yes, I say. The limit for team
size is seven players. If you want to
read another hilarious description of this event, please go to the Living in
Kigali blog here:
Before the quiz and after I had eaten my fill of delicious
pizza, Alexandra advised me that I should have espresso if I was feeling sleepy
because of jet lag still as happens to everyone here. I was and so I ordered an espresso. It was 1,500 francs. So, running total now is 7,500 francs or
11-12 dollars. The espresso was OUT OF
THIS WORLD GREAT! They agreed also, this
is perhaps the best espresso in the world, including Italy! I slurped it down with glee.
Feeling more awake and giddy, we removed to the bigger
dining hall with the great overlook and found her friends at the table. There were three Americans, one half Italian half
Australian and two I have no idea. I mean
it, both in terms of ethnicity and language I have no idea what they said their
names were and where they were from. It was
pretty cool actually. They all felt
really cool actually. Cooler than me
anyway. They had traveled to so many
places and had all been living in Rwanda for years.
So we played the game.
Questions consisted of the following as examples:
What is the capital of Togo?
Didn’t know this one and can’t remember the answer.
What kind of animal is a horny toad? Lizard
What is a titmouse?
Bird
How many gold medals did Great Britain get in the last Olympics? Didn’t know but the answer was 29
In what country were two teenagers recently sent to jail for
kissing in a photo on facebook? Didn’t know
but the answer was Morocco.
Who published the new album “Letters from Exile” after being
jailed for three months recently? Didn’t
know but the answer was Lauren Hill
What is the best country for old people? Argentina
On the map of the London underground, which line is
pink? No idea at all. Don’t remember the answer either.
How long was the hundred years war? 116 years
What creature is responsible for 41 deaths this years and
thousands of others in the past in northern china? Didn’t know but the answer was hornets.
Who was the author of the sci fi novel Life of Pi? Some other teammate knew.
And lot's and lot's more like this.
Even though it seems like we didn’t know much, actually I just
can’t remember most of the questions that we knew the answers to. So, who won?
We were tied for first place! Us,
our team name was “Big Primus not Small” and some other team, I think it was
called Muzungu Power and had the most Rwandans on it, ironically, had to get up
for a tie breaker question. Now here is
the really funny part. The thing is, you
don’t actually want to win first place. First
place gets anything they ordered up to the end of the game for free. But they have to run the quiz the next week
and don’t get to participate. Second
place, on the other hand, gets any drink they ordered up to the end of the game
for free. The food isn’t free, but they don’t
have to work for the next week and get to play again.
So, now you will understand that when our team was asked who
accompanied Madonna to the 1991 Oscars that one of us shouted as quickly as
possible, “Albert Einstein” and the other team ended up winning. Thus, we very happy won second place. So, by this time I have had one more large
Primus and another small one. But it doesn’t
matter, because all I had to pay for was the pizza. Large night out where I made 8 friends and a
very swanky restaurant with the best libations and alimentations ever – 4,900
plus a ten percent tip which is customary only at nice places with good
service.
At the end, Alexandra asked me for my phone number. As it happens, this was the last quiz night
for her. She is leaving on Sunday for a
holiday all over, safari here, spa time there.
She will be back at the beginning of December. Why did we exchange numbers? She would like, if I can, for me to join her
at her house on Friday for her going away party and she would like to contact
me again when she returns at the beginning of December. Friend!
Also, another American, Nathan, exchanged numbers with me and said that
he would maybe like to be on my team again.
After my description of this time, Heike and Martin and Archie
and Nicole all say that they would like to join me next week. But, that is already 5 people on the
team. I don’t know if we will be able to
join forces with the other people I met.
The best part is that I was feeling so absolutely stir crazy
from being in the house and waiting for permission to have a schedule that
keeps me busy all day. And this night
made things much better, at least for a few days.
I walked home, which was downhill all the way in the cool
night air. I was feeling very
satisfied. I ate the rest of my pizza
when I got back and talked to my husband.
All in all, it was a good day.
Today, we went to the market to try to find mangos and
papayas which sounded good to Heike and Nicole and me. Dinah escorted us. It is near the place where I got my phone. It turned out that the market didn’t have any
papaya and the mangos were under ripe and everything else was more expensive
than another market the Dinah knows and will bring us to tomorrow or something. Nicole and I went in on a kilo of mangos
anyway, it's three large mangos, which was, I think 1,500 francs or 2.25
dollars. So, kind of pricey but they
smell delicious already. I bought one and
she bought the other two.
I also bought five small scary looking hot peppers. This week I would like to make Spanish rice
and beans to share with Dinah. I think
she has had all of the spices before but not in this specific combination and
it is easy to do with what is available here.
The peppers are scary and look like slightly washed out habaneros but
she says that they are no very, very hot.
She says they are medium hot. We will
see! Below you can see what is in my
personal cupboard in my room so far:
The five peppers, two unripe avocados, one unripe mango, a
large thing of salt, some bananas, and grand nuts and my extra water
bottle. It isn’t full and in a
refrigerator right now because the water is off.
In other news, my money was supposed to come in today and so
I went to a Western Union outlet. They said
they had no connection. I went to
another, they went through an entire process and then told me that there was no
progress. I have no idea what this
meant. The language barrier was really
hard and the man spoke so softly I was almost leaning over the counter into his
face to ask him. And this seemed
especially rude because it is REALLY hot today.
When you are walking it's no problem because the wind is blowing on
you. But the second you walk out of the
wind, the sweat just POURS off. So I am
pouring sweat almost on this quiet man. Anyway,
he said to try again tomorrow. Another day
without much money left. Still should be
OK for another two to three days.
Last thing, a random thought: most of the advertisements here do not have
people in them, just words. But the ones
that have people in them are all tan colored, very light even if not
muzungu. But the very vast majority of the
people I see on the street are very dark skinned. History of colonialism and the end result of
putting the West up on a pedestal make me ill.
What makes me more ill is the logical deduction of this. If they think more highly of people who do
not look like them, then they think less highly of themselves. Don’t think so? Don’t know much about Brown vs. Board of
Education? Then please, by all means, watch this and watch the WHOLE THING:
I've seen the same thing in Asia: a lot of advertising features white people or people with pale features. I chalked it up to fashion and money: they combine at their most prominent in western Europe. People want to associate their products with money and desirability (fashion), so they use people who look like that pinnacle of both.
ReplyDeleteThe knock-on effects, as you point out, are less than desirable. From what I've seen, people end up thinking that they should be like what they see and it leads to a sort of social sickness: people no longer have control over themselves, collectively, because the way they define themselves doesn't belong to them.
Yes, where self image is designated before birth by something absolutely arbitrary in culture that precludes the independent development of more valuable attributes that can work as a defense against prejudice like the "quality of our character" to quote MLK.
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