Practicuum

In these past few weeks, I have learned that my dreams and expectations for tree planting were wholly unrealistic. The truth of the matter is that I have planted fifteen trees total (a ridiculously small amount) and I have dug over 50 holes, four trenches, and done my fair share of weeding with a machete. My hands show the marks of a digger and a digger I have become. Usually my days consist of travel, which lately has been on the exciting bota botas, motorcycle taxis, and then hours spent digging and labouring alongside the tough Rwandans of the hills. I like my practicum best when I am working, although it has been good to get to know the local football pickup games every day after work. My internet time here at the cafe is running out, I will post more next week when I am done with my internship.