Our airline took the scenic route this time to Nairobi, and I am sitting in the airplane on the tarmac in Kigali, Rwanda. This is a new one for me. As far as I can tell, Mt Rushmore might be out the window. This is the darkest international airport I’ve ever been to, in the darkest capital city, possibly even darker than Juba. The runway is dark, the tarmac is dark, and I can barely see the control tower. The terminal building is lit about like a parking lot would be after the business has closed. I had hoped to see a bit of Rwanda from the air, but if anyone asks me what Rwanda looks like at night, I’ll just have to tell them, “a bit like Mt Rushmore”