Biking to school each day is a pleasure. There’s usually good weather and tons of people who want to wave or say “Mwaramutse” to me. It’s about 2 km from my house to the teacher training college. I get a little downhill start, then pedal uphill for about 1/2 mile (Rwanda is the land of 1,000 hills; I think they underestimate that number by factor of about 100), then coast for about the same to the entrance to the school, which is a dirt road that rises about 200 feet from main road to the school buildings. It’s a challenge getting up that hill and then there’s a little kick to the hill once I’m inside the school gate. The only thing that comes to mind as a comparison is the toboggan hill at Chestnut Ridge, but that’s a lot harder (and I could never bike up that). It’s a good morning workout.