Hotel Club du Lac Tanganyika

Address: \N, Bujumbura, 6573, Burundi | 4 star hotel
 
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This 4 star hotel, located on \N, Bujumbura, is near National Museum of Niger (Musée National du Niger), Birni Quarter, Sultan's Palace, and Royal Palace.
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    TravelPod Member ReviewsHotel Club du Lac Tanganyika Bujumbura

    Reviewed by kmez

    Very nice hotel in a not so nice city

    Reviewed Oct 29, 2012
    by (5 reviews) Seattle , United States Flag of United States

    This hotel is very nice but outside the gate is a very poor unsafe street. It was hard to take in the hotel and know how poor the rest of Burundi is. The beds are good and firm, the food was tasty and the breakfast was a very large buffet.

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    TripAdvisor Reviews Hotel Club du Lac Tanganyika Bujumbura

    4.00 of 5 stars Excellent
     

    Travel Blogs from Bujumbura

    Blog from Bussi

    A travel blog entry by ennyv on Apr 08, 2015

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    ... with Jo who picked me up. He is the country director of LN. Jo and N his wife, live on the top floor of a brand new high rise, 6 floors no elevator. They are coming back with me to Bussi. The day in a city was a nice change, in the afternoon I met with people in KCCC where I worked a few years ago was good to see them again. We had lunch in a Kaunda a local place for almost 2$ lunch for 2 and not bad at all, the cutlery was clean, our own hands washed with ...

    Ten baptisms

    A travel blog entry by danielharper on Apr 19, 2014

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    ... getting into the water. There was a little half-building with half walls and no roof on the opposite bank of the river. This is where I would change clothes. Wait are there holes in these walls? I used my towel as best I could as cover and changed clothes inside the structure. It was being used as a place for growing tomatoes. So, it smelled of green tomato plants, and I had no choice but to step in the midst of them. The ground was soft and wet inside the patch. I wondered ...

    Dive into Burundi

    A travel blog entry by danielharper on Apr 17, 2014

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    Mzungus Reunited at Last

    A travel blog entry by hasemeyer on Apr 15, 2014

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    ... at home. Feeling inspired, Mark and I braved the embassy the next morning to get more pages in my passport. It was enormous! Armed guards, triple security, guards to chaperone you from place to place...they didn't even permit anyone to walk on the front sidewalk - you were required to pass to the other side of the street. A few days later we joined in an embassy softball game in a field next to where the president plays soccer. I'm not sure how there were 20 ...

    Day Six - Bujumbura

    A travel blog entry by loveashgirl on Feb 27, 2014

    1 comment

    ... children if they're not good, a white person will come get them. So when he saw me, he thought I was going to hurt him. So I knelt down onto the ground and held my hand out to the crying boy. He very reluctantly put his hand in mine and I just held it there for a few seconds while I spoke softly to him. I then asked if I could have a hug, Jean Marie interpreted for me and the boy walked slowly into my arms. I held onto him for a good while as he cried on my shoulder until ...