Our visit to a pygmy settlement in Rwanda was, as I mentioned before, light on with pygmies. Two hours rough drive out of town I am taken to a real pygmy village. At least none of them were anywhere near as tall as I am. The countryside is lush and green with native forest. Market towns are everywhere and the locals seem to be enjoying their labor’s. My guide tells me that food out here is cheaper than in the capitol and I am happy to have him stop and buy things it leads to photo opportunities for me but I am a bit grossed out by his initial purchase of a massive dead rat! Perhaps ratatouille is on the menu tonight!
The dance begins
The journey back
