Adrift in Africa

From the plane, with first the Alps and the Mediterranean, and then the endless Sahara Desert below, I reflected how it felt to be leaving home for a year in Rwanda.

Adrift, like the clouds.

Now, after only one week, I'm readily absorbing the sounds, smells and rhythms of Africa.
The 24 volunteers have come together from Kenya, Canada and the UK to learn the Kinyarwanda language, to train for work placements and to acquire the practical skills for life in rural Rwanda. Today it was filtering water, fixing up a mosqito net and lighting the kerosene stove. That was after learning to tell the time in Kinyarwanda and preparing a workshop on inclusive teaching methods for  teachers in our districts.

In only 3 days time, everyone will find themselves transported to their placements, far and wide throughout Rwanda. Once more, adrift, from this guest house compound 'haven' in Kigali to, as yet, unknown challenges and delights.