we now have transport sorted down to Cyangugu and will head to the DRC on the morning on the 17th August. Hopefully this will come together now!
Yesterday just before sundown, it was like a switch was flicked. We were back in fine spirits after –certainly from my point of view – the most stressful and powerful day I can ever remember. We hadn’t intended to spend so much time in Kigali, in fact we were only supposed to be passing through, but the Visa issues had changed our plans. We have checked out of our room every morning, only to check back into the same room about three hours later. We’ve had a great time and the opportunity to make some friends here, which has helped us relax and we could breathe easy knowing the Visas were finally sorted after some wrangling and a little over-payment.
Finally, we thought, we were to get out of Kigali, over to Ruyengari to stay spend the night in the mountains. Have a run, some food, and a read. We booked our bus tickets, then watched City (Joe Hart – legend). Sitting by the bus waiting to board, the feeling dawned on us that it was the wrong thing to do. So many things we had planned had gone awry so far and this is the easy bit of the trip – we have a responsibility to the Nicola, Millie and Fjona to ensure that every possible angle is checked and we have plans A, B, C, D and – if necessary – Z. So back we went to check in – again – and had a pretty serious chat about what is before us. During that chat we reflected that the fun is well and truly over now. We will of course have a laugh along the way, its in our characters and it helps to relieve some of the seriousness, but we have a job to do. We have a marathon to run, in one of the world’s most dangerous places, to highlight one of the world’s deadliest and most forgotten conflicts. A conflict that is linked to everything we see around us here, and which looms large over us like a great shadow.
So today we plan, and as I type Chris is busy drawing up an itinerary and checking the facts. His local knowledge is invaluable and to be honest I feel a bit useless, but he knows I will do what I can and I think my being here helps him focus on planning as I can take care of the rest. We are thinking about our family and friends. Particularly about our parents – we hope we do not put them through the mill too much and hope they are not too worried. Our eyes are open.
We are walking in step out here. And I am very grateful for that.