The Days After Chris Part I
July 23rd 2007 "Doucement! Doucement! Il y a un trou!"
"Gently! Gently! There's a hole!"
Such was my trip to and from Gikongoro. Washboard dirt roads with potholes, ditches, rivulets and log bridges, all of which I had to go over at no more than 10-15 km/h. Thus did my first village trip without Chris begin. It makes me wish that he was still here because he always insisted on driving. Trust me, I didn
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