Half a Weekend in Kibuye

This weekend, two of my fellow teachers and I decided to have a mini-getaway to Lake Kivu.  As every other African adventure, this one was eventful.  A few noteworthy moments:

1. The lady sitting next to Natalie on the bus got super sick, so Abby gave her a Ziploc bag (with a slice of leftover birthday cake in it), and she puked and puked and puked.  When she had eliminated the contents of her stomach into the bag, she threw the puke/birthday cake bomb out the window. Disgusting.
2. We ate Lake Kivu fish (not sure exactly what variety that is) for dinner.  The whole things.  Heads and tails included.  Delicious.
3. I slept in my hammock overlooking the beautiful lake beneath the rolling hills.  Delightful.
4. I was awoken at 1:30am by some tiny splatters on my hammock followed by some retching up above.  That’s right, someone on the balcony above ralphed over the railing and didn’t quite miss the miss in the hammock below.  I was a victim of vomit.  Luckily I was all wrapped up like a cocoon and didn’t actually get any spewed splatters on my person.  Dirty.
5. Ten minutes after the puke incident, I heard presumably the puker pee and then discuss (right loudly) the prospect of drinking his own urine, provided he were stranded in a desert with no water to be found.  He is the reason so many people around the world hate Americans.  Despicable.
6. We walked down to the nicer hotel and kayaked about the lake for an hour then ate lunch and walked back to our guesthouse.  Lots of fun, fellowship, and fitness.  Divine.

Now it’s back to the grind.  I have a unit to plan tomorrow and 2 more weeks of school until Thanksgiving!