Raphael's little Success overcomed by Onyancha's Late Night Shower.

Burundi had been fun. Extreme fun maybe because of the the beach that Lk. Tanganyika brought before a visiting roaming about East Africa and momentarily having to shelf the gospel that had to be relayed and blinking in the sun to enjoy the scenic natural environment. Leaving somewhat late  in the night and  having silent biting mosquitoes didn't ruin the Burundi stay and soon we were in the air and into Rwanda checking into our hotel slightly after midnight.

The thirst to get in sync with the conversation on facebook, maybe to hear from our PS Mr Shakaba Chiboli or get in touch with team Burundi, quickly whisked away the urge to sleep. Freshening up really quick and trying out the wireless internet connections followed by a harassment to the hotel staff  when it wouldnt work as expected or the LAN cables could be found.

That is when one Kyee mbatha, yes the Champion, left his room to check out whether our rooms had the cables. Being the relaxed guy he is, he just didn't carry his smart card key. Anyway what is next door with the security of your stuff guaranteed? To his shock, the door to his haven had locked and wouldn't open. Unknown to him the door could slide back as opposed to remaining ajar awaiting his return.

Quickly, he called the reception to  have the door opened and while at it hatched a prank on all of us. first on line was our top blogger Mr Paul Ras Mwangi. When called out, he just walked out and as if a habit the door slid back locking itself not to open on his demand. he had also left his smart key inside. Ras, not wanting to go through this alone was quickly bought into pulling the same on the rest of us.

knock! Knock! Knock! "Don!" Kyee was calling. I quickly finished a warm shower dropping a bath robe on my shoulders oblivious of what Ras and company had in store. "Kamu kamu mbio uone mwenzako chenye anafanya." It sounded interesting and since the whole floor was carpeted I took a dip into the dim light corridor eager to get material for my blog probably. It was deep into the night and a bit faster for my case the door slid back pup! I was turning to get my key when to my amazement the lock wouldn't even turn. I burst out laughing maybe at the awkward situation I was in. With only the robe on.

Now we had a gang. Operation Onyancha was on. The battalion moved forward, suppressing a mirth of laughter and a sense of achievement for Mbatha. A knock and Onyancha screamed loud "niko shower" and we thought, this guy is mighty lucky. You guy, you wont survive another round of "pranks pulling."