Tag Archives: Congo

Here’s our trip, in five minutes, complete with Christie’s toilet paper dance, Josh smelling his shoes, Clay washing clothes Congo-style, and the general merriment had by all. The Chipotle is in DC; the fancy stuff is in Rwanda.

The note I wanted to pass to the man sitting next to me: When occupying a window seat on a sixteen-hour flight, it is your moral obligation to lean toward the window and not on the armrest toward your flying companion, who can only lean into the aisle so much before getting pummeled by the [...]

It’s hard to comprehend that a few days ago, I was in the middle of Africa. Today, I’m doing laundry, washing the red Congo dust out of my clothes, and I’ve unpacked everything and put away my suitcase–which may be on its last legs–and last night I ate Papa John’s pizza (imagine!) and Jesse has [...]

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 [...]