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May 24, 2012

One week ago I arrived in Bukavu, joining Katie after our few weeks apart.  It was a wonderfully joyous feeling, both being in the same place as Katie again and bringing the three day travel extravaganza to get here to an end.

So far it’s been awesome, in pretty much every sense.  I don’t have a job yet so it’s relaxed sailing for me at this point.  I generally spend a lot of the day fixing things up around the house (there’s a decent amount of work to be done).  My one and only real responsibility was meal prep for Katie.  But, last week we got a couple of roommates, who are awesome, but equally importantly, it was then worth it for IRC to get our house its own cook.  My one meaningful contribution of being chef was then obsolete.

It has only been a week, but already we’ve had some significant challenges.  For instance, we had to be real careful about getting sun burned while drinking beer in our floaty chairs out on the lake (see photo below)

Floating on Lake Kivu

I also had to spend some time researching knots in order to find the right one for the hammocks I set up in our tropical garden (see photo below).  Don’t worry I found one, it’s called the Rangala (or something like that) and it’s my new favorite knot.  Not sure what my old favorite knot was.

Enjoying the hammock

We have had one exciting mishap – on Sunday we went on a boat trip to the colonial villa Katie visited previously (although this time we were with the owner so we got to snoop around inside the house which was cool).  But when we tried to leave at the end of the day the boat wouldn’t start.  We thought it was the battery so some of the group (we were 9 strong) left to the get the battery of a nearby tractor.  After a while they still hadn’t come back and it was starting to get dark.

Those of us who remained behind were having fun predicting the start of a Blair Witch Project type scenario and what was going to happen to all of us if we couldn’t get the boat started again and our comrades never returned.

Luckily they came back.  But the battery they brought turned out to be dead.  We ended up getting a tow to the local port (think a couple of wooden boats) where our boat captain left to go find a functioning battery.  He got one and jumped the boat five minutes before the cars that were dispatched to come and get us arrived.  It took about an hour to get back by car but we made it none the less.

Not a bad first-weekend adventure and I’m looking forward to the ones to come.

One Comment leave one →
  1. Aunt Melodee permalink
    May 26, 2012 5:45 am

    A good beer can almost make you forget a sunburn. Almost, but slather on the sunscreen anyway, and drink up, me hearties!

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