The Bicyle "Workshops"

This afternoon we spent some time chatting to the local guys who have their bicycle repair "workshops" just outside the front of our house in Musanze. I say "workshop" but you must understand it only comprises a small little piece of ground where the one or two guys per business does the repairs on the bicycles. Each one has his little wooden box which holds the tools of the trade and one out of the ten or so regular repair guys, had a little groundsheet on which he puts his tools while he's working. Getting dirt or dust into any oiled or greased working parts is not considered an issue, as long as the bicycle works, it can earn money.

Well recently the Musanze Council ruled (whether this regulation existed before and was not enforced, I'm not sure) that bicycles were only allowed up to designated perimeters around the centre of town. (my thinking is that easing up the traffic flow was probably part of the reasoning) Since this time the bicycle workshops have moved to the immediate area around the house (we're on a corner) which is not really a problem. The guys are always available for a chat about the latest news or the latest grudge against something or someone. It is quite interesting reversing out from our yard sometimes though as the gate may be surrounded by bicycles in various states of repair or disrepair.

The bicycle is a very important part of life throughout most of Rwanda for the transport of people and goods. Historically the Rwandans used to make their bicycles from wood, of which I believe there are not many around anymore. This form of transport is very low cost and most locals can afford to use them from time to time. Even salary earners use them to save money. A step up from this are the motorcycles that serve pretty much the same purpose but cost a little more.

During the course of the morning whilst working in the office, one of the local lads was out washing the car (one has to plan this well in accordance with the weather). There was also a goat bleating its head off just outside the office window in the street. This had been going on for about the last 3-4 days. I went outside and tried to find out who's goat it was. Some of the guys we now know opposite us at the little shops started asking around. I joked and said I would buy it and use it for "Nyama chome" (Swahili for BBQ meat) upon which the goat stopped bleating! Don't know if the owner moved it or if the goat just kept quiet from there but I haven't heard it since.

The office work was pretty productive and I actually felt like I'd made progress with some of the things today. Also found out that we may be able to submit the EIA report to the relevant agency (REMA) soon which is really good news. Ground breaking day is sneaking up on us, slowly but surely.