On Friday we went for a drive to find the place, we didn't want to be doing that in the dark. We had a nice drive and actually did find it, even though there are no signs whatsoever anywhere.
Closeby we made this photo
I would be a proud beekeeper if I had a hive in a tree like that.
All local beer (and soda's, called Fanta here) is made by Bralirwa a Heineken company.
Under their best beer brand, Mutzig, they organised a bierfest. It reflected the local culture in many ways:
- It was in Jurupark. A very vague useless map, but still everybody can find it.
- There was a parking attendent, but he did his job very badly.
- There was plenty of food, but you had to fight for it.
- A mix of whites and rich (often overdressed) rwandans.
- A good performance of rwandan band (until they started improvising), an average band of whites with a overconfident singer and an average sound system.
- There was even a VIP Dutchy, but hardly anyone noticed or knew.
Typically Hazel knew that the Bralirwa commercial director was married to someone named Opstelten, but I never knew, until I saw a familiar face being introduced as father of, it took me a while to make the connection. Unfortunately for the man there are always people who like to feel important and have to talk to him. I on the otherhand am above that all, even though he was a VVD major in Utrecht while I was an active young socialist; instead we both drunk beer, seperately.
So after sending a man to find the last softdrink, we went, we had seen the highlights and it was getting cold.
In short it was an enjoyable evening, the best you can get in Rwanda.
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