My Rwanda Diary Day 4: Priscilla and the big Question

By Emeka Dennar

She is not the one!

The highlight of DAY 4 of my Rwanda experience is by a mile, meeting Priscilia Lowa-an 18-year old undergraduate from neighbouring Democratic Republic of Congo.

As a searching bachelor, like Jessica Amadi (Sports producer with Garden City Radio) rightly referred to me as on National Hugs Day, I always leave my door open.

I had arrived Kigali stadium-venue of the Nigeria Tunisia clash in company of Ufuoma Egbamuno, Kelechi Nkoro and Rotimi Akindele; two hours before kick-off to conclude the accreditation formalities.

Accreditaion done, it was time for lunch before the 3pm (local time) hour slated for kick-off.


It has to be the usual restaurant and bar opposite the stadium in Nyamirambo where we are served something manageable at a low cost (1500RWF) on the average.

Priscillia was already eating her lunch alongside her friend Amanda, both from DR Congo. Exchange of pleasantries and she was smiling like she met a celeb.

Question and answer sessions ensued and before you could say Jack, we were already taking selfies.

You cannot ascertain the condition of a physically-challenged fellow while the person is sitting down. That in mind, I asked Priscillia to follow me outside so we can talk.

Much to my delight, she is tall and slim, the type I have preference for. But I was convinced she is not mine. Why? She is 18, from Congo and still in year 1 in the University. The small girl never ready for that kind thing now. The search continues!



Back to the business of the day

Meanwhile, the Super Eagles, albeit the home-based lads, did not make matters better for me. I had prayed for a win for the team against Tunisia to guarantee their passage to the quarter finals a day earlier.

Ahmed Akaichi proved that what Chisom Chikatara a.k.a. the Kola nut boy can do, he can do even better. The dare-devil striker scored twice but one was disallowed wrongfully though.

After the match, it was time for the post-match Press conference and the mixed zone; a term I heard for the first time in Kigali. I had an option to go for either of the two and decided to choose the Press conference since Oliseh was to speak first. After all, I can get any other stuff from Ufuoma or Kelechi.

The former Juventus man was quick to heap praises on his young team for almost beating the highly rated 2011 Champions.

I dashed into the mixed zone to get a couple of interviews and got embarrassed in the process because I entered the through the wrong way. The CAF official there turned me back and I felt ashamed of myself.


Interviews concluded, it was time to take a shot with members of the Eagles technical crew excluding Sunday Oliseh.

Just like Sunday Oliseh and Salisu Yusuf, I stayed back to watch the second game of the day in Group C between Niger and Guinea. After the first half, I left the stadium and boarded a bike as usual.

Honestly speaking, I am yet to enter a car in Kigali but that will soon change as we head to Rubavu, a 3-hour journey by road from Kigali.

On getting to Stone road, it was time for dinner and once again, it was Rice. The BIG question is when will I eat Garri in Rwanda?


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1 comments:

  1. Ur meeting with Priscilla cracked me up. Hahahahaha! Funny enof, we employ the same tactics to ascertain 'their' disability/ability. I hope we were not trained by the same coaches o. Hahahahahahaha!

    Anyway, since u ain't interested, she's still within my range. U have both my numbers, as well as my BBM pin...pls do the needful. We'll both thank u later!!!

    *Ghanaman signing out*

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