So, I'm now in my new home in Eastern Rwanda. It's a great post, not a big city, but not so rural that I can't find food outside of market days. One of the weirdest things about living here is that there is a Chinese medical mission that provides doctors for the local hospital. They've been doing this a long time, and as a result, everyone thinks I am Chinese. Yesterday, I was walking down the street, and a kid starting yelling out the window of his classroom, "muzungu! umuchinois! ni hao! ni hao!" Kids say ni hao to Tom and I ALL THE TIME. And when I mention how weird this is to one of my Engilsh speaking Rwandan friends, they said, "well, I can see how you seem Chinese. You have dark hair, you like to take walks." This did not illuminate things for me. Also, it has been amusing me that frequently when telling people that Tom is my husband, they look confused, and ask if we're brother and sister, because we look alike. Which is something that has never been said about us before.

I mean, do you see it?