Why I like London
Somehow, in the past couple of year, most of my flights went through London. I stop, stay for a bit and get back on a plane. This time was extra fun, as I got to go to my friend Olivia’s office Christmas dinner and it was my first time ever in a tux. Was kinda’ fun feeling like Bond (…,James Bond) for the night.
As soon as we arrived in the Kigali airport, it was obvious we’re in a different place with a different mentality. The airport was chaos. And then the drive to the hotel: many of the developing countries (a nicer term for third-world countries) I’ve been to have the same driving habits. Traffic is fast, very close and has a certain flow to it, the kind that allows a truck to pass a scooter that’s 10 inches away while there’s another car coming the opposite direction. And it all feels natural.
The hotel room shower welcomed me with a plastic tub, flip- flops and no curtain.
It’s Christmas, so Kigali is dressed up for it. What's more appropriate than an elephant with a red Christmas hat on?
In a large shopping center, I saw these condom packages that were too hilarious not to photograph. Note that the blonde American bimbo stereotype is even used here as a sex symbol...
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