One of the cool things about living abroad is that you get services which are hard to find or don’t really exist anymore in the U.S., like shoe repair guys. In Kabarore, I have a tailor, Mr. Paul, who makes Rwandan-style shirts for me. He’s also making what we would consider a lab jacket. All tutors at Kabarore Teacher Training College wear them, but the ones they have are too small for me. I’m sick of getting my clothes covered in chalk dust, so for about $12, I’m having an ‘itaboriya’ (I think I have that word right) made for myself by Paul. His English is as bad as my Ikinyarwanda, but we get across enough to do business, with the occasional bit of help from one of my colleagues at the school.