burundi
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Visit to the thermal springs of Muyange, a trip that brought back many fond memories – Burundi
I’ve never been to thermal waters in Burundi and last year thanks to Mum’s insistence, I went to visit Muyange hot spring. I wasn’t that excited about the trip because I’ve always considered hot springs to be a bit boring, as I can’t spend more than an hour bathing. However, my mom’s stories about the hot springs at Muyange convinced me to go. She repeated many times how pleasant and relaxing it was every time she went with her colleagues, and she never missed the therapeutic touch. Jessica and Vanessa were thrilled as it was like a swimming pool for them, and William and Nelson couldn’t wait for the ride.…
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Visiting the Mwishanga Waterfalls, passing by our family friends in Rutana and Source du Nil in Rutovu – Burundi
Becoming a tourist in your homeland-Burundi!
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On a visit to my aunt
In our language “Kirundi”, aunt is called “Senge” and I like so much how it sounds. In our tradition, Senge is considered to be the most loved relative by its nephews and somehow it really applies in my case. I have so many loving, nice and cool aunties and Marceline is among them. Thereby, I am sharing with you our visit to my Senge during our holidays more than a year ago in Burundi! Although it was a rainy day, we were so excited about our preparations, getting ready while waiting for the car. It took us at least an hour to get everything in place so that we could…
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Start of holiday in Burundi – 7 days of isolation due to covid
The first day was for unpacking and settling in as we slowly got used to the tropical heat. Everything was fine until I received an email with the results of the COVID tests, the third one we made in three days. Jessica had tested positive. What a start to the holiday! In shock, it took me a while to see clearly what the next step was. I had to call my uncle to tell him the news and all the other people we had met the day before. According to the rules in place at the time, we all had to spend a week in isolation. Indeed, Jessica had not…
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About how I met Stefan
It was a day like any other in May when I went into town for some shopping. The downtown area was as hectic and vibrant as usual, the bus station was still noisy thanks to those guys called ” convoyeurs ” who were doing their job of announcing by shouting where the buses were going and how many seats were left. As strange as it sounds, I always liked the atmosphere of organized disorder in the big cities. Growing up in Bururi, a small town in the south of the country, Bujumbura was for me a city full of people who came from all over the country, a city that…
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Hiking in my hometown’s natural forest reserve – Bururi
In my home town, just above our neighborhood, there are beautiful hills with abundant forest. Behind these hills are different villages, among them the one called “Ku Mpinga”. The landscape is beautiful, but I went there just once with Stefan when he visited my mom for the first time in 2011. We went by car as he had a 4-wheel drive car, good for field trips. It was a nice ride but somehow something was missing: we did not feel the grandeur of this dense green forest nor did we hear birds singing. Anyway, we enjoyed that trip and were grateful to Stefan who introduced us to something new which…
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Musée vivant Bujumbura
The Living Museum figures among the first tourist places to visit in Bujumbura 🇧🇮. I don’t know who chose the name but I love it. I find it both promising and fascinating. I keep imagining what people might imagine this place to be like: full of life and action. Well, once in Bujumbura we were not going to miss a visit to the “Musée Vivant”. After paying the entrance fee, a guide offered to show us around! I usually prefer to visit without a guide. This gives me the comfort to discover the place at my own pace. But I didn’t have the time to refuse him as the children…
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First holiday with all children in Burundi
Travelling to Burundi with children was a spontaneous move. At the beginning of March, my mother’s ticket had been bought and it did not seem convenient for me to go to Burundi with her. I thought that we had work to do in Tarnita and that I would stay and help Stefan with the preparation for the summer season. Stefan was kind enough to remind me that I couldn’t be useful without my mother. On the contrary, I will need help when it comes to handling the children. Then he asked me why I wasn’t going to Burundi. He was right, but it was not easy to turn this idea…
