At the moment we are in Tanzania after a Safari in the Serengeti and Ngoro Ngoro crater.

Well, we changed our plan as usual. After visiting the Victoria Falls in Zambia we should have gone to Tanzania immediately and then Kenya. Instead we decided to take a longer route.

We slept for free in Lusaka, Zambia's capital. I mean we entered the camping site and we left without paying (bastard) greeting the people at the reception who wished us good luck. We went to Mpulungu, by the Tanganyika Lake. We spent few days in this lost village becoming a VIP by walking up and down the town with all the kids greeting us "msungu, msungu" (White man, white man). I send the link to some pictures in Zambia.

We took a cargo boat. We slept on the deck for two days, spotting 3 falling starts and a number of satellites.

Then we landed in Burundi. We tried to go to Ruanda, but they didn't let us go through because their burocratic system didn't confirm our visa yet despite we did all as it should have been done. So, we spent one afternoon in the "no man's land" trying to figure out how to continue. The area was not empty. it was full of beggers and children who sleep and live there. We gave them some food and they devoured it, but we didn't have much. Unfortunately.

We headed back to Burundi and stayed over at Kayanza a God forgotten town. We were stars over there as well, when the day after we walked downtown. They do not see "msungu" often there, actually I believe that many have never seen any at all. In particular the kids that run up the side of the street from they house 4 meters below where the hills of Banana Palm, Tea and Coffee plants start. They spotted us from far and they came out excited starting at us, hypnotized. Then we smiled at them and wave "hello". "Msungu, msungu" they started crying of happiness.

The day after we continued to Tanzania, through an area of Burundi which is not 100% safe, where there are still some rebels that didn't accept the ceasefire after the end of the civil war. But nowadays the situation is almost stabilzed. We saw a track upside down on the road with kids trying to dig into it. We drove fast next to it towards the border. An Evangelic priest help us to quickly go through the bureaucracy at the border since it was almost closing. We manged and we spent the night in Tanzania in a guest house for 2,5 Euro in two...

Well, this is the short version of the story. So much has happened in the last week that we still need to fix it in our head:-)