Sunday 3rd

I only went to the English service today as I was feeling quite tired. I came home for lunch, then went back to church to meet up with Yvette and Jean Claude. Yvette gave me some beautiful green earrings and a necklace, which is a very big deal as she really doesn't have much money. Then as we were walking back to her house, someone yelled out 'muzungu' as I waked past. And she went up to them and said ' she's not a muzungu, she's Rwandaise!' I think this must be my highlight so far. I feel like I’ve finally made some proper friends here.

We went back to her two room, mud house where she stays with her two brothers, Yves and Joseph. They welcomed me, and said I was the first muzungu to visit their home. It was a real privilege to be there. To get there, you climb down rocky paths, through narrow alleyways, in between peoples houses, all the time greeting the the neighbours and being careful not to trip over any stray chickens. Yvette went to the shop and got me and Jean Claude a fanta, but she and her brothers had nothing to drink. People here are so generous, and will give even if it means not eating tomorrow. I feel so blessed by her kindness. As we were leaving her house, my flip flop broke, so she lent me a pair of shoes. I have the feeling that I’ll get through a lot of flip flops this year as the terrain is so rough. We then went into town to meet her 10 yr old son, who stays with his grandmother. It was a real blessing to be introduced to Yvette's family and to get to know her better too.

In the evening I went out with Jen to a restaurant called shokolat. I think it must be the nicest restaurant in Kigali. The atmosphere there is great; funky hispanic music and great food under canvass. With big slouchy sofas. Nice.

I sat outside when I got home to talk to Borinne. It cost me £4 for 11 minutes, and I got 5 new bites. So if anyone is counting, that brings the bites total up to a whopping eight million, four hundred and twenty five. But it was worth it. Awww.