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Travel Blogs from Goma
... but it’s a little late for questions. It feels like ages but after what must be a few minutes we can see the car again. I tell the moto taxi to beep the horn but he says it doesn’t work. Obviously. So I’m madly waving my arm and shouting “LUDOVIC! LUDOVIIIIC!!” when finally the car stops. We catch up, I jump off the moto and run up to the window. It is indeed Ludovic, Genvieve and Thibauld and mixed up French starts pouring from my addled brain ...
... we did on the Friday was visit the maternity clinic that is being constructed in the village of Rusayo which is home to 17,000 displaced people. We had to walk part of the journey because the minibus couldn't drive on the ridiculously rocky road with all of us in it - the driver had to keep getting out to move the bigger rocks out of the way. As we approached the area where the clinic was, I saw the houses were made out of wood or banana leaves. There ...
... We had been running in Delhi too but not together. Now we found partners in each other and there was nothing stopping us thereafter. On weekdays we would run from Tuesday to Friday, rest on Saturdays, go for long run on Sundays and again rest on Mondays. We gradually increased the distance and stabilized at 5.5 km
for weekdays and 12-18 km for Sundays. We became addicted to running and nothing could deter us, we ran in rain, in darkness when there was an early ...
... first!) Then the
ubiquitous fruit salad of passionfruit and tamarillo on banana and
As we leave we enquire about buses back to the capital and our
waiter offers to take us to the bus station after work to buy a
Bump into two Danish girls on the walk back - the first Europeans we
have seen here. They have just come from Lake Bunyonyi, where we are
headed on Sat.
... touching the ground and no controls or safety mechanism but the
grace of Almighty. This rattletrap bike can carry up to six adults or up to one ton of dead weight.
On the roadside we can see the civilians rushing on foot towards the town to attend their daily business, some of them can be even seen running in their over sized suits or formal dresses to commute. The women folk mostly donning the ...