I fell into the expat crowd, at least the intern expat crowd Hard to walk aroud Arusha now without running into people I know- it's that kind of place. More battling with the bank, a really boring documentary showing at the Alliance Francais (this is what happens when you try to be cultural).
On Thursday I went with Shannon to the ICTR to hear closing arguments in the trial of a Rwandan official accused of participating in the 1994 Rwanda genocide. Although we didn't know it at the time, an acquitted genocidaire was in the viewers gallery with us.
At one point I made Mexican food, to try and get a taste of home. It was close enough, and Tanznian avocados make for good guac.
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