Our Rwandan road trip began bright and early this morning as my friend Posh and I hit the road with David, our driver for the week, bound for Nyungwe Forest National Park. Even though I had already traveled on this same road to Cyangugu a couple of days prior, it was a completely different experience to be in a private Toyota Land Cruiser with a friend and our own personal driver than on a bus next to a puking passenger!
Our first stop was the National Museum of Rwanda in Huye, formerly known as Butare. The museum consisted of seven rooms, displaying traditional tools, weapons, loincloths, huts, baskets, and pottery alongside information about the language and geology of the land. At one point, Posh got swarmed by school children on a field trip, which was pretty funny to watch.
There was plenty to see out the window as we drove on: men pushing their loaded bicycles up hills, women carrying babies on their backs and baskets on their heads, prisoners at work in rice paddies (convicted criminals wear orange jumpsuits while prisoners in pink are still awaiting trial), villages, and endless rolling hills.
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