The Rwandan
countryside is gorgeously Africa-meets-Tuscany (look at those tumbling
vistas and terracotta-tiled roofs)-meets-Switzerland (valleys and
ravines and blue waters). Endless slopes on rounded hillsides, often
with industrious women working the red soil, with patchworked green
terraces, often resembling an amphitheatre or a layered petticoat.
Added to which, carefully segmented green-velvet tea plantations (and I can attest to the tastiness of Rwandan tea)
A silted red river runs thickly through the hills, and there are dips and ravines,
and waterfalls adorn the rocks
Presumably in anticipation of the approaching small rains, workers ballast the roads against landslides, expertly filling rocks into mesh cages to make lining walls
PS did I say "approaching small rains"? This was the view over Lake Kivu when we arrived at today's lovely hotel
Presumably in anticipation of the approaching small rains, workers ballast the roads against landslides, expertly filling rocks into mesh cages to make lining walls
PS did I say "approaching small rains"? This was the view over Lake Kivu when we arrived at today's lovely hotel
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