My apologies for the previous, incomplete entry. Telecoms were playing up in the southwest corner of Rwanda where I was loading this at the weekend, and clearly some of the text and the photos in the original suffered. Sorry for adding to your inboxes! Only an hour or so after I’d arrived, I was scribbling delightedly in my diary, “Oh, I love Bujumbura!” Mind you, as I rapidly admitted to myself, it doesn’t take much. I’d found myself in the most charming, centrally-located and funky hotel, the Saga Residence, with an imaginatively-designed semi-sunken room (you descend a couple of steps from the far end of the little courtyard to get to its door, making it feel both cosy and private); I’d had my first encounter with a local, the Ugandan-educated Rukundu, which had resulted in a
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