Almost Home

We’re in Kigali, staying at a wonderful hotel. The place we’d planned on staying was full because of a wedding, so we ended up at a nicer place than we’d originally planned (which was a happy accident). I woke up to birds singing and watched the sunrise over Kigali this morning from the balcony of my room. Fiston is with us, and in a few hours we’ll head over to the airport, eat lunch, and wait around until our flight leaves. Then, Fiston will head back to Congo, and we’ll be on our way back to the States. I’m ready to be home but not ready to leave. Bittersweet. For now, I’m just enjoying the cool Kigali morning, still listening to the birds and the sounds of women sweeping porches and somewhere music is playing and there are children and a fluffy white puppy at a house across the street. Good morning, Rwanda. Goodbye, Africa.