The other week yared, matt and i drove the 50 kilometers up to the burundi border. The region in between our village and the border is prime coffee growing real estate, and we were going to view some successful farms and begin developing relationships for future goseso endeavors (we eventually hope to set up satellite village outreach programs, and help set up co-ops/etc. to help independent coffee farmers). It was mountain-y and misty and green, and a fun trip for a few hours. Then came the rain. and the dirt roads became the mud roads. long story short, we ended up getting stuck in ditches/puddles/etc. over a dozen times, and at one point matt and i just walked behind the car for two miles or so, because we were getting stuck every 20 yards or so and getting in and out was annoying. in the end it actually was a pretty fun day, as frustration gradually turned to some sick form of humorous acceptance and even enjoyment. anyway, the first picture is of matt wiping his nose while standing on the boarder, and the second one of matt and the car (which really has no right going off road in perfect conditions) at the end of the day.
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