even more bonus pictures

Due to popular demand (I know what you must be thinking, but it's my blog and if I want to think there is popular demand, I can?!) this blog will live on. To respect the huge international following (Burundi: one, Germany potentially one?) it's now switching to English (a bit like when someone has suffered a blow to the head and can suddenly speak a foreign language when waking up).
I wanted to show a few more photos from the roads of Burundi.

Chicken transport from Gitega to Bujumbura. Does it say "gin amahoro" (hello gin) on the back of that lorry?

The chicken are alive, if slightly dizzy

Various cyclists, all carrying wood charcoal, the main fuel in the country.

Apparently, an average (Burundian) cyclist can carry up to around 150 kg on a bike.

The sun flowers, which I planted shortly after arriving in the country, and which I for three months nursed and defended against paws and teeth of the yellow menace (yes, I'm referring to Simba), started flowering the day after I left. Depending on where in the garden I planted them they either grew two meters tall and spouted tens of flowers in a rather vulgar display, or, if planted in less fertile soil, stopped growing at around knee height and grew one modest flower.

Apparently there's a name for this type of behaviour in flowering plants. I've brought some sunflower seeds back which I've planted in various pots, where the experiment continues (believe it or not, but I did talk to an official at the Swedish Environment Agency about bringing seeds from Burundi into the country, and apparently it's ok. The official wishes not to appear on photograph, and I must respect their wishes not to be named).

Simba, whose devotion I miss more than those constantly red paws, was sent a toy from Sweden, which was duly murdered.