After a very difficult moto (scooter taxi) ride home (Albert's house has no address, and his road has no name) I arrived back at 8.30.Dinner was ready early, but Albert was not around, so I ate with Serj, Ernest*, and a guy in a black polo shirt, whose name I don't know. The green soup made another appearance as a starter. I asked about this, but Serj told me it has no name in Kinyarwanda, so they call it potage. For the main was sombe or Sombi, a dark green mush, which I believe involves spinach; rice, which Serj told me is called morcheri; and had chips, which the guy in the polo told me is called ifirite. I took a very small portion today as I'd come straight from a cafe where I had consumed a pot of African tea (very milky, with ginger) and a (huge) slice of (dry) cake (with lots of icing). The photo is dark again because Albert's living room is quite dark.
There was no meat this evening, but double the carbs. I've realised this is not unusual, no more than having a dinner with two or three types of meat is unusual.
After we ate, the guy in the white vest (from yesterday) turned up to eat. He asked if I made it home okay. Later on, the boy came in to eat too. This is the first time I've seen him eat. The lizard was in his usual corner of the room, above the TV. No sign of Albert tonight.
Summary of words learnt tonight:
sombi/sombe = green mush
potage = dark green soup (ever present)
morcheri = rice
ifirite = chips
amakuru = news (Rwanda TV was on during dinner)
*His name may not be Ernest.
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