Yesterday (Saturday) Helen, Chris and I spent the day with the upper-level students and some of the alumni at the URCE, comparing stories, refreshing their game-leading skills, and playbuilding. It was wonderful to reconnect and to learn that so many of the alumni are doing theatre in one form or another. Today (Sunday), a small group of CUNY students and I went to the Presidential Palace, the home and state house of Rwandan presidents from 1962-2000. An indeed palatial estate with beautifully manicured gardens, and an in-ground swimming pool, it was ground zero for planning and administering the 1994 genocide. The genocide began on April 7th, the day after a plane crashed just outside its gates. The plane was carrying both the Rwandan and Burundi presidents back from signing a peace accord in Arusha, Tanzania. Just who shot the plane down and why has never been proven. There are many theories. The crash was the proximate catalyst for the systematic murder of approximately 800,000 Tutsis and moderate Hutu. It was difficult to reconcile the life of luxury that President Habiyarama and his family enjoyed while the people of Rwanda did without electricity and running water, and how they instigated mass slaughter in such a peaceful and opulent setting.