Goma is back under my feet, and it was a lazy day today. The ride back from Kigali was much more enjoyable than the ride into Kigali because I got a ride. One of the guys, Achille, I met at the meeting I went into Kigali for wanted to talk to me and we decided we were going to talk on Saturday. Friday night I texted him and he said we'd have to meet in the morning because he was going to Gisenyi at 9. I texted back and said ok, we can meet at the cafe in the morning, and then I'll go with you to Gisenyi (that's the town on the other side of the boarder from Goma).
I show up at the cafe at 10 to 8 and then get a text. Actually, two texts came to my phone at the same time. The second one asked if I got Achille's message from last night and the first said Achille canceled our meeting because he was up really late and we could just talk in the car. It wasn't a big deal though because it was a cool cafe and I paid way too much for way too little coffee (Kigali is becoming a modern city) and had an omelet which was pretty good.
We rode with a couple women from World Vision who were going to see one of the projects of Achille's organization, Project Rwanda. We got in plenty of talk though, and I must say Achille was shamelessly trying to steal me from HEAL Africa. Project Rwanda is considering expanding into more direct agriculture work and he liked how I have so many crazy (yet usually practical) ideas. I kept telling him I couldn't commit to anything until we got to the hotel he was staying in that night. There was a jeep in the parking lot that was absolutely amazing. I told him if he got me a jeep just like that, I'd come work for Project Rwanda, and he said deal and shook on it, so we'll see what comes of that. Unfortunately, I don't think he was serious.
And for those who are avid readers and know I had some issues crossing the boarder into Rwanda, this time going out was no problem.
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