Yesterday I met Jessica. A few months ago, this little girl lived in a small house which had been a toilet. Living conditions were basic to say the least.
I am staying at the Scripture Union Guest House in the up-market diplomatic district of Kigali. It is Sunday, and as ever, all is peaceful.
Today is an exploration day. We are looking for opportunities to expand our Rutonde porridge project and have headed out of Rwamagana into the hills.
This week I am staying in Rwamagana, an hour's bus ride to the east of Kigali. The rains seem to have well and trully disappeared and the air has become hot and dusty.
Nyamirambo is known as one of the poorer areas of Kigali and where Mission Rwanda first started work. The main street is a bustling thoroughfare of clothes shops and beauty parlours.
Home for much of this trip will be the Scripture Union rooms in Kigali.
We were visiting some of the children who have been through our porridge project at Rutonde and at one house noticed a plastic pail with a bottle beside it.
An exciting night. Heavy rain on the roof made any effort at sleep futile. The frequent lightning and ear-splitting thunderclaps overhead provided entertainment by way of compensation.