Muraho!

 You would not believe the driving here!  Three lanes of traffic turn where only one should.  Every road is a passing zone.  Once, we passed a vehicle on the wrong side of the road because they would not move back to their side.  They fit twenty-five people into a Toyota bus (looks like a hippy bus), and drive until they run out of gas.  The motor taxis weave in and out of traffic with sometimes two people on the back.  I saw one go by on a main road with a sixteen foot length of 4" PVC pipe.  The pedestrians step into the traffic without looking both ways, and walk between stopped cars at the few stop lights that Kigali has.  We saw a UN truck run a red light the other day, it was pretty funny.  If you are turning left onto a road, you drive halfway across, wait for the other side to clear, and then proceed the rest of the way. 

 Three days ago we went to the street boys ministry on the other side of Kigali.  Nearly two hundred kids from 5 to 15 come there to eat lunch, and learn a little carpentry.  An enormous 3' by 3' pot of rice feeds all the children.  They can also get soap and water to wash themselves and their clothes.  We are going back there tomorrow to start Mr. Smyth's medical clinic.  Many of the children have infected cuts and other medical problems that need attention.

 We went to the orphanage two days ago.  It is run by a Catholic convent in Kigali.  The kids are filthy but very friendly.  We were surrounded by ten little guys who escaped from the ladies in charge.  All of them are less than a foot and a half high, wear white shirts that come past their knees, and keep jabbering in Kinyarwanda with an occasional English phrase.  We saw the infants too, one of whom is going to be adopted by a woman in America.  They are all in a big room with about one hundred cribs.  There must have been forty infants and nearly one hundred little guys.  They need a lot of care and love as they do not receive all of the attention they need in that environment.

 Ben Rider