"Whiteboy, Come With Us To The Party!" 🇷🇼 (#80) 

Good afternoon sir I'm new subscribers I'm from Philippines. I'm enjoying watching your video. Keep safe and healthy sir. God bless

Do you delete comments? My comment is gandhi

You make the best videos man. If you keep it up you will hit 500k no problem. Stay safe brother.

Very beautiful place man

What’s your next destination

@@alha7040 This is doesnt sound very nice.

@@alha7040 Well, I guess it's refreshing to see that xenophobia and dislike for people with a different skin colour also is universal around the world. Hopefully you are part of a small minority with this negative way of looking at people.

@@ThePathOfEudaimonia hmmm I dont know about that but if you know what europeans did here and still doing you would understand

@@alha7040 I know that, of course. But we are not the same people because we share the same skin colour. People like you don't understand that the common, poor folk in European countries (farmers, workers, etc.) were treated badly by the European elite as well. The problem is not Europeans (or Arabs), or skin colour... It's the elite (of all skin colours and countries) who think they own the world and can do everything to poor people. Those people are the problem. I hope you can put some more love into your heart where there is distrust and hatred right now.

@@ThePathOfEudaimonia are you European? You speak some sense though

Electricity 🤨

@@fegow-farmland8399 lol but he figured it out quickly

Such a softly spoken guide

Kofi? I had no idea the name Kofi is also used in the Congo. Thought it was unique to the Akans and in Ghana and Ivory Coast or Togo! Wow!

Ik neem aan dat je goed Nederlands spreekt

Im surprised as well. The people are very friendly

@@annieford6530 Never? Hmm go back 200 years or so. 🤮

@@annieford6530 yet they still leave cleaner lives than most poverty stricken areas in Europe or America

@@LG-universe So your basically implying Africa is 200 years behind.... This vlog definetly makes it looks very poor with the living conditions you see them in. I think your right.

Exactly. Instead of only negative things happening in the world.

@D Rocket it's up to you what you watch, my friend. I got rid of my cable subscription and TV a long time ago. I only watch TV when I'm visiting other people, and what little I see on those occasions mainly pisses me off and makes me glad I'm rid of it. It's 99% lies and propaganda anyway.

I agree!

@@jasonpetersharpe me too

Agreed!

It all worked out...he was with Kofi and his family...way cool!

he should have went to the wedding

@@rickjason215 ikr lmao. He is a language god.

@@mwanikimwaniki6801 He's the travelling Laoshu. lol

@@-LovedOne I wanted to write something like that but thought people wouldn't get the reference.

@@-LovedOne rip

Me gustaría visitar Santiago de Chile. Soy senegales

😂😂

See, he heard it too.. That very well could have been your dream woman.. i wish everyone could affordably travel the world.

Same here! This tommy got me stuck with a smile planted on my face. Amazing guy indeed! Cheers!

we do not need the validation of anyone...Africans Wake up

@TRAPPER OF THE YEAR TV truth hurts right

@TRAPPER OF THE YEAR TV are you out of your mind? Hate is a strong word. Truth is all I said, so do not twist and turn my words and keep on fighting for them...do some reverse psychology..if they would fight their own for you

Nahh, that’s a cap!

@@Yvesmurekezi lol you're trying to tell me what my own experiences were in Rwanda? Who are you again?

@@bazimyan I’m a Rwandese, born and raised in Rwanda , ain’t no fuckin way Rwandese can call you umuzungu unless you’re biracial. We don’t call Nigerian or other foreign black tourists “abazungu” lol

@@Yvesmurekezi what you are is a clown since you're trying to tell me what my own experiences were. Both my parents are Rwandans from Rwanda, and so is my family, so no, we're not biracial. We were called abazungu when we were out as a group together. Unless you're some sort of moron, you shouldn't be talking about things you don't have any idea about.

@@Yvesmurekezi I'm not sure about Rwanda, but as a black American, the locals in Kenya insist on calling me muzungu although I tell them to refer to me as ndugu.

Long live the Celts (even though I believe your talking about football)

In Rwanda they like football,streets are full of European big football teams jerseys and we also have our own rivalry derby between Rayon Sport(Blue and white) and Kiyovu Sport(Green and white like Celtic),due to lack of local made jerseys, in Kigali roads you may find Celtic jerseys like those of Henrik Larson et, Al.

What was not good about it ?

@@dennischapman8683 The Rwandan people were very hard to read. I was the only single unmarried female in our group - apart from my widowed 70 year old mother - and somehow, the Rwandans seemed to think that this was an invitation to either hit on me constantly or question my character. It would have been funny had it not happened so often. I am a rather shy person, also kind of self-conscious and at that time, I was going through a rough patch of time because I had a chronically inflamed bowel that wasn't diagnosed yet, meaning I was not feeling my best and had to steer clear of most of the food. Maybe, other people would have shrugged the advances off but me being generally sensitive and timid, I tried to stay polite while also feeling put on the spot. In Rwanda, there was a language barrier. My French is okay, I tend to understand a lot but I can't speak it well enough to communicate my disinterest in flirtations in a way not offensive to people who are flirtatious by nature. My mom, who rather enjoyed the banter and attention was also getting annoyed at some point and kinda acted as my guardian because the guys would not understand my polite ways of refusing, lol. Also, their blatant questioning sometimes hurt. Maybe I was overthinking but it really bugged me. Examples: upon arriving the first time at Kigali airport, we stood in line to get our visas. I was dead tired and feeling very dizzy. The guys at the counter (actually one was supposed to handle my request but he ended up roping his colleage in) didn't ask me the usual questions about my travel plans. They immediately inquired my age, my marital status and from then onwards they tried different ways of either flirting with me or driving me nuts. My mom, whose English is so-so, was done after 5 minutes of her questioning (nobody was interested in her marital status or anything else personal). She had to watch me being kinda interrogated for 10 more minutes and it also attracted the attention of the other people in the room. In the end, the guys supposed to just inquire about why and how I wanted to visit their country had asked me everything about my single life, how come I didn't have a husband, what my boyfriend was like, what I liked in guys and my plans on getting married in the future. XD What really hurt me though was that they claimed my English sucked. I knew it didn't. They expected me to speak Kinyarwanda, which I knew ony a few words of. The reason why they questioned my English skills on top of everything was that I really had a tough time communicating with them. I didn't understand their pronunciation well, I was almost fainting because of nerves and feeling ill and I was afraid of offending them and not getting my visa. Normally, I would have told them neutrally that I wasn't interested. But that wasn't an option. They even mocked me and asked me to speak French instead. They constantly snickered and talked among themselves in Kinyarwanda. It was humiliating. It was my first hour of being in Rwanda, I had no idea that Rwandan guys were that way. In the end, they grew bored and gave me my visa. Later, I was told that Rwandan people in 'powerful' positions sometimes enjoy leaving muzungus guessing. We made that experience again when wanting to fly from Kigali to Entebbe. We had several pieces of luggage but the only one the male security guards wanted to open and search was mine. My family stepped up to save me the humiliation of my underwear being publicly displayed (they searched not in the airport but at the entrance to it). The guys argued heavily but relented eventually (my Ugandan sister-in-law can be fierce when she senses guys getting too offensive). During my stay in Rwanda and Uganda, everywhere we went male staff were hitting on me. I became used to it but was still bad at telling them no. Waiters kept messing up orders to have incentive to talk to me. They also wanted to bring me the same juice three times to get my number. The flirtations aside, the Rwandans also don't like to tell whenever they are unsure about something. We experienced that many times and it always amazed us because in my family, we appreciate honesty very much. It also became sort of annoying when we were running on a tight schedule. Ordering food was a daily adventure because the waiters would take orders, then go check for 30 minutes if the items we ordered were available and then come back to tell us which was finished. Sometimes, it would take us up to 2 hours to get our food - at a restaurant. XD One chef at a hotel restaurant at lake Kivu told us the lake was closed because my brother had ordered a specific fried fish from the menu and the chef obviously didn't know how to fry it (we found that out after another lengthy discussion). Don't get me wrong - we would have been totally ok with ordering and trying other stuff. What irritated us was not stuff being finished but the waiters not telling us in a timely manner or lying to us instead of admitting it. One of our drivers was supposed to refuel the car the day before a long trip. We gave him money for accommodation and fuel. He didn't want to sleep at the hotel - we offered. The next day we had to stop during our journey because the car still needed fuel. We found out that the driver didn't know where the gas tank was and instead of telling us, he had taken the money, given it to his family, slept in the car and pretended that he had refueled. All that because he was too proud to admit he didn't know where the tank was... I get it - Rwandan people are proud and want to please the muzungus. But ironically, they ended up really annoying us sometimes. The children asked for money, soda or various items of 'luxury' wherever we went. They asked in several languages and they expected specific amounts. They also would perform songs or other stuff we didn't ask for and then demand we should pay them. My brother told them beforehand when getting out of the car they shouldn't bother and simply move on. He told them in Kinyarwanda but they stayed and asked for cigarettes, candy or 1000 Rwanda-Francs. Whenever we would step out of the car to stretch our legs and enjoy the landscape, all the kids in the area would gravitate to us. It was kind of uncanny how fast the news about muzungus being present spread. Within seconds, a group of children would surround us and insist on touching us or getting money. We refused kindly, repeatedly. My brother told them in Kinyarwanda to go to school or go play and not waste their time on us. My sister-in-law told them to get lost. Any way we refused, they still pestered us. It didn't faze them. The only times they did scatter was when any local adult would come along and threaten to call the police or hit them. As muzungus, we always tried to be kind and not offend. But that meant having to stay polite even in very unpleasant situations that could have used some drastic behaviour to defuse. The children begged, the adults tried to trick us. Note I had a 4 weeks visa, given to me at the Kigali airport after lengthy discussions. After 3 weeks of traveling, we wanted to cross the border to get back from Uganda to Rwanda, this time by walking. Our group of 5 was immediately allowed to pass through...everyone except me. The male border guards told me that my visa was no longer valid... My mom had the same one, btw, and they had no trouble allowing her passage. By then, I've had enough experience with the locals to know they either wanted to flirt with me or get extra money. I told them I wasn't interested in flirting. Then they demanded even more money. XD My entire group and me told them they should recheck because there was no way that the visa was no longer valid. They did recheck, kept us waiting for 20 minutes and then miraculously gave up, handed me my passport and visa and allowed me to move along. I got the impression they were sour about me not wanting to flirt and that they rather enjoyed having the 'wealthy' muzungus at their mercy. And before you say we shouldn't have paraded our 'wealth' : we truly didn't. We traveled light, we wore jeans and t-shirts, we didn't show our cellphones or cameras, we let my Uganda sister-in-law handle all monetary situations, we had local drivers and guides, we didn't have lots of accessories or bling with us - just hats and sunglasses. We don't like pompous appearance, we don't like to parade as rich muzungus because frankly, we aren't rich. And most ironically, I was back then the 'poorest' member of the group but was expected by the locals to pay the most simply because I was unmarried and seemed eligible... Long story short: I like Rwanda as a country and nowadays, I would feel more comfortable in coping with the advances, but back then, it really put me in a defensive spot that wasn't all fun. ;-)

@@ch3shire_kat oh wow, quite the adventure you had, well atleast you came out fine :) we live and learn, but yeah I can’t say the same because I’m a male but Africa seems great to visit, but me being extremely introverted.. I would get too burned out the second I land with all eyes and hundreds of people wanting to practice their English or want to rip me off or whatever, which is why I came across this channel a couple months ago, stay safe ka x

@@dennischapman8683 haha, definitely an adventure, also because my brother was getting married then and we got to experience an Ugandan wedding in church AND a traditional tribe wedding. We muzungus were accepted into their tribe despite having to skip the usual ritual of initiation (allegedly swallowing several coffee beans? Nobody had brought coffee beans though, hence the procedure was skipped). As sister-in-law, I had a special role during the traditional wedding. Trouble was nobody instructed me in advance because they knew I was shy, lmao. I would have liked to be prepared but they thought they were doing me a favor. I was told I only had to sit, take pictures and clap along to the music. The reality was: I had to perform dances for a crowd of several hundred Ugandan family members and more hundreds of curious onlookers from Kampala, I had to present gifts to the bride, the audience and the bride's parents, I had to hold a speech (improvised because nobody had told me to write one) and banter with the two priests (one talked in Luganda, the other one in English). It was any shy person's nightmare and I only managed to get through it because there was always a sibling or friend of my sister-in-law tugging at my dress to guide me along or whisper last second instructions at me. In the end, I sat down for maybe 5 minutes and took only a few pictures because I was on my feet and performing for most of the ceremony. A traditional wedding is very exciting, as everything is cheerful, colourful and people celebrate themselves, the presents, the occasion and anything positive. I also learned the "kaloo loo" (spelling?), the Ugandan way to cheer in a singsong way and wave your hands accordingly. It truly was a fine adventure. Thanks for your kind words. :) In retrospect, I'd recommend any muzungus in Rwanda should learn some necessary phrases in Kinyarwanda. To make sure people don't misinterpret due to the language barrier. It definitely is a very lovely country with breathtaking sights to see.

@@dennischapman8683 stay safe, too :)

you go to this country...you will be treated like dirt

Yes and they are not afraid of white people which is great.

Tommy lives for moonshine!

@@Jackie_360 we have Mokomboti down here in RSA,just dont know if its exact same ingredients ,and also if its has been brewed the same.

Agreed! I want to go and hang with them.

@@jarviss.tv.4895 Yeah dude, the community spirit is not lost afterall!

I also wanna stalk you😅

Definitely not as loud, Nairobi is like another planet

Ha! If Kenya is loud, what shall we say about Kampala 🤣🤣

@@somina4003 🤣🤣🤣 is kampala loud

@@lydiathuku Woi! It's chaotic 🤣🤣🤣. Where there's boda bodas expect madness

Your English is very good. I am from North America. we have a lot of hostile people here. i live in a part of the country that is usually known for how nice and polite its citizens are, but a part from opening doors for strangers and the random small acts of kindness most people are hostile and untrusting of each other. I just love how nice and polite and honest the people in your country are. I would do anything to live like that..

@@JohnSmith-id8kz thank you

You should be proud to come from such warm & beautiful people.

And a drink

@@michaeltaylor8835 🥃let's drink to that

Ayo😂😂

And his accent from New York makes him sound like a member of the Corleone family.

@@patbenz4327 his accent reminds me of Steve buscemi

Right, they might be the standard for hospitality world wide. They seem to be at Peace with themselves-its amazing that energy!

Right...I caught that being a "Ganja Farmer"...lol

You are welcome to Rwanda too

@@patig8018 visiting Rwanda 🇷🇼 would be a GREAT honor for me! If God permits I will visit.

@@jasonpetersharpe you are welcome anytime Jason

@@patig8018 Rwanda 🇷🇼 is somewhere I pray 🙏🏽 to visit someday

@@patig8018 I feel my heart longing to go there & be with these beautiful people. Love to you all from USA

Sure did! 😂

He has been drinking local beers from Tanzania (5 months ago)