Published: July 21st 2012August 8th 2011
Today our big trip back to Nairobi started. Yves picked us up right on time at the guest house to bring us to the bus station and we discovered he must be German, since African time works differently. He had a gift for us: coffee from Rwanda (it smelled amazing!). It was really hard to say goodbye and leave this wonderful country and Nellie and I both cried a little. At the border was a group of Spaniards who wanted to enter the country and the guards couldn't stop laughing at their names like Francesca, Fernanda a.s.o. The whole rest of the trip was rather boring until we drove into Kampala. Suddenly Peter was standing in front of us, asking if we wanted to come with him. We were flabbergasted to see him in front of us. He was driving into the city behind us and thought it be smarter to get us out right away instead of having to go to the station. Peter had had an accident with his car the day before and couldn't drive himself, so he had a driver. There were six of us in that car plus all our stuff. Most comfortable ride ever! Only minutes later the car ran out of gas. A couple of man on the street helped us to push it down from the road and someone got more gas in a little water bottle. We had half a litre of gas in the tank when we continued our ride. We got back to our old guest house where the big nun was already waiting for us with a big smile on her face. We got the same room again. Raymond suddenly spoke fluent english and kept talking to us. It was very strange. We then went to bed quickly, because of our exhausting journey, but thanks to the time change it was already 9pm and not 8pm.