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…