Fleming and Garlic Lose it Completely

I have decided to do a number of short blogs in the next 24 hours. This may or may not work, but I wanted to give you a flavour of how it feels to be finishing this stage of the project, and for tomorrow to be our last day.

Firstly, I should explain about the mental state of your two intrepid bloggers. We have been out all day finishing off business - more of which later. We came back by coach from the centre of Kigali, which is one of the cheapest forms of transport hear - pretty crowded, but definitely good fun.

We were dumped off - I think that is the best description, and going past the Novotel (real name Leica - but no-one calls it that here), and we decided to see how much an evening meal would cost, on the way down to Solace Guest house.

Since we had asked to look at the menus we decided to get a beer, and then Dave Wald appeared and we persuaded him to chat for about an hour.

This was pretty productive. We made a semi booking with him for Kayaking in October up the west coast of Scotland, also to come to our church, and sorted the Rwanda need for an art and music festival. We also talked through his love for music and what he would like to achieve here in the next few years with his work on orphans - building a house for them, and doing his music lessons, which just allows him to just survive.

Anyway, Dave, delayed us so much that we stayed for a meal - that's actually a bad lie - (learning too fast from Bad Boy Bennie) because we had already decided that it was not worth going down to Solace.

Finally about 9pm (3 hours after expected) we walked in the dark down the dirt track towards Solace, when we suddenly saw this very small animal running along the road. It was quite strange, and when it saw us it stopped several times then again rolled on, and after chasing it for 20 yards, we nastily pinned it down behind a tree.

In the darkness Rog thought it was a small bat, I had not a clue - perhaps a mouse or weasle, but was intrigued to identify it. Quickly out with the camera and this fantastic action shot revealed that we had just chased a flower up the path, blown by the wind.

The two clowns - Fleming and Garlic quickly looked round to check that we were not spotted being so ridiculous. No problem - just an armed soldier giving us a strange look!

Time to go home - we have lost it completely!