Today was our second attempt to get into DRCongo. Only this time we were better prepared. Serge had arranged for one of his cousins to help us cross the border and give us a tour of Goma, but in the end it didn't help much. He met us at the border and said that immigration was demanding $280 per person. That was WAY more than we had budgeted. After a heated discussion he said he reckoned he could get us in for $50 apiece, but he doubted he could get us out again.
It made me realise how fortunate me and Suz were last time we tried, because technically we were in Congo with no money, no Swahili and no reason for them to let us leave. And there was another incident that we won't talk about on the internet. Thank you Jesus for keeping us safe.
We chilled in Gisenyi for the afternoon before getting the bus home. That was seven hours travelling for nothing. I felt a bit cross.
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