Up country in Burundi
Trip Start Apr 12, 2011
17Trip End May 01, 2011
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Where I stayed
Hotel Dolce Vita Resort
Mo´se and Mr. Mundeli arrived right at 09:00 and had to wait for my omelet the same as I did, but they know the system better than I do….
However, I was rather amazed to see serious road crews with earth moving equipment apparently preparing to widen the road, perhaps to four lanes. That would truly be amazing. Almost as amazing, other work crews were actually filling potholes in an effective, long-lasting way.
Just before we arrived at the Rwandan border, we turned east and drove another 10 km, left the blacktop and did a few more km on clay-dirt roads to the little village of Buseruko where people were waiting to counsel for baptism. I’m doing several things at once: helping people prepare for baptism of course, but also allowing Mr. Mundeli the opportunity to participate in the process, so that he can be comfortable and knowledgeable about how to handle such responsibilities on his own.
We stopped at 15:00 so that we could have a bite to eat which the local ladies had prepared: rice, beans, chicken and sauce, and a soda. This is all a great treat for them, especially the meat, and costs just a dollar or two per person: a lot for them, not much for me. I was happy to be able to provide a decent meal, to me it follows in a very mundane way the miraculous example of the loaves and fishes – not, if possible, sending people away hungry. I ate lightly as usual.
We needed to be on the road by 16:00 to be sure to be back in Bujumbura by sundown. It’s better to avoid traveling by night if possible for a number of safety reasons: the soldiers guarding the road pull out at 18:00 (they actually usually pull out even earlier – it's government work), and of course the nocturnal pothole is even vicious than the diurnal species. We said goodbye to everyone until the next day and drove back down the partially improved road. We actually shaved 15 or 20 minutes off the trip since almost half the distance is close to pothole free.
By the time we arrived back in the capital, I was quite tired, so I said goodbye to Mo´se and Mr. Mundeli and they drove off for the evening while I had, not really a quick bite to eat (see above), but as quick as I could manage in the little roof-top restaurant.