Wednesday, December 07, 2005

Soon, soon, you’re a balloon…

I’m leaving on Monday [make that Wednesday]. Taking the Okapi bus, where new friends are made in your lap (the guy who sat on Nelson’s lap on the way in invited him to his wedding). Barrelling to Kigali from Goma over the mountains, with one last backwards glance at the terraced hills and a woman balancing 150 pounds of lumber on her head with implacable assurance. This kills me…

I will be thinking about little Itebero, the baby mountain gorilla who resembles a dwarf with a beerbelly in a monkey suit, taking his guard’s hand and gingerly ambling away from me and BJ into his room. Why can’t I have that job—gorilla tender… long ago I came here trying to find a gorilla to marry. Itebero is too young, but at least I’ll leave knowing I found the perfect monkey wife: curious, intrepid, not too itchy, capable of emitting a fine and sonorous “oop.”

This has been a grand, sometimes trying but all around unbelievable trip. Still lots of work to do. But we have a movie, come what may. With tanks, senators, protest marches and some very tough but redemptive stories.

See ya...

2 purrs/hisses:

At 11:57 AM, Blogger antlered girl said...

wow! louis! this is great! i'd heard you had one of these things, but it's a delight to find you.

 
At 7:05 PM, Blogger Mr. Tee said...

louisdude-thanks for keeping us stateside updated. your experience has been an enriching one even for those afar. hopefully we can catch up at some point in the near future...

 

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