Planes = death

Made it!

I am writing this from Rwanda, so, unlike my title suggests, I MADE IT! My parents made travelling entertaining/embarassing.... Exhibit A:
Scene - the London airport. I have bought a donut, and am about to eat it, but my dad wants it. I reach for my delicious boston cream.
Dad: (unnecessarily loudly, due to the fact he has his earphones on) LARD! LARDO!
My mom collapses into hysterical laughter.

My parents, ladies and gentlemen.

I'd forgotten how exhausting travelling is (hence my title), especially when you're on 4 different planes for 2 days. I also forgot how sexy British men can be (helloooo London Heathrow!!), but that's another story.... Anyway, the flights were long, the waiting in between was long, and travelling is tiring, but I won't complain cuz I am in Africa!!!

So far, I am loving it! It's super hot here right now (maybe about 30?), and everything is so unlike anything Ive ever experienced. It still seems a little unreal, but I am really loving everything about it so far. Everything is so different... everything, that is, except the fact that my age apparently mystifies people here too. A boy on the street: "Muzungu, how old are you?"

So far, I've slept, gone out for dinner, explored downtown a bit, and that's about it. I'll be going to see the gorillas in a few days, meeting some people, and going out for dinner a few more times in the next week, so I'm looking forward to it! Everyone so far has been really great, and welcoming.

To everyone who wrote me an email recently: If I haven't replied, (and I probably haven't, thanks SO much for writing, and I will try to reply ASAP!! My house in the wilds of Ontario is apparently less modernized/North American than downtown Kigali, and thus I had no internet).

Please write me comments, and I will reply!! I'd love to hear from everyone!!!

I'll write more (or maybe just more interesting things) next time!!!