I’ve been in Kigali for a while now, and honestly, it feels like home. With Pastor Frida letting me drive her car, I’m able to go around and run errands without paying for a taxi or boda. Though I have to pay for gas, its not been too much, and even buying gas is a fun experience. In fact, my friend Dudu was with me the first time I bought some and I sort of freaked out a little. “I haven’t had to buy gas in three months. Wow...” He didn’t quite understand why that was a big deal to me, but thats ok. I’ve also learned most of the main streets and can get to almost any location I’d like to. With my linear thinking brain and numerous roundabouts in the city its a little more difficult for me to know which way is north, but I remember streets and am beginning to understand where and how they interconnect. Along with driving, I’ve also been fairly self-sufficient when it comes to getting errands done. After a couple of days in the sun with a new lotion on, I developed a heat rash. I figured out that the cocoa butter cream I used had acted like a sealant over my sweat glands, trapping the perspiration in the pores. When you walk a few miles in the Rwandan sun and heat, and sweat can’t escape, its not going to be pretty. I ended up with a red, bumpy, itchy rash from about mid humerus to mid forearm on the tops of both arms. Someone suggested hydrocortisone cream, but because I hadn’t brought any to Africa with me, I decided to try at the pharmacy. I returned to one that I had seen my friend grab his prescription from and asked the attendant about the cream. “Yes, I have.” With a small amount of money paid (800 Rwandan Francs = about $1.75) I walked out of the pharmacy with the cream. I paid the parking lot attendant and was on my way... Made me realize that if I can do those daily life type things, I could probably manage living here. Exciting realization to have...
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