After a week and a half of idleness in the Congolese capital, I can finally leave. On Monday I'm flying to Bukavu, Eastern Congo. The two thousand kilometers' distance between me and the region where current events are so worrying, was becoming pretty frustrating. Although it did give me a chance to meet old friends in Kinshasa, to finish an article long overdue and to loaf about by the pool. But now I'm in need of moving again. For my book I'll get to work in Bukavu. From the other side of Lake Kivu I'll obviously keep a close eye on the developments in Goma. I'm sure the activities of general Nkunda will keep Eastern-Congo and the rest of the world occupied for a while longer.
