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My Trip to Rwanda (Part 10)
Monday, 15 November 2010 Written by Antonela Perić

Lake Muhazi

Lake Muhazi

My uncle has a distinctive feature of being able to get me hooked on to something with his stories, and I don’t stop thinking about that particular something until I’ve seen or felt it. And, as always, the fulfillment of my fantasies happens unexpectedly – Uncle just tells us during breakfast to pack up and go. And that’s how my favorite Rwandan adventure began – the trip to Lake Muhazi, near the capital of Kigali.

I found myself in the well-tested company of Uncle, Branimir and Matija, while our host Danko, a Salesian who has been living in Rwanda for a very long time, drove ahead of us. In fact, Danko is in charge of the lake house that I hadn’t stopped thinking about for days prior to going. And, before I forget, my uncle’s Slovenian friend, Danilo who is also a Salesian, was there as well.

Lake MuhaziLake Muhazi

Naturally, arriving at the lake, it never entered my remotest thoughts to spend the entire day listening to the serious conversations of our priests. I kept thinking about jumping into the lake. However, I needed someone to keep me company - in case , God forbid, something unexpected would happen. I succeeded in recruiting Matija for that purpose. I cannot tell you how happy I was.

Lake MuhaziLake Muhazi

We drove around in a paddle boat a bit, talked a bit, kept silent a bit, and enjoyed ourselves a lot. Every now and then I yelled to the ones that remained on dry land; trying to persuade them to join us. But, it seems that the only thing they are capable of is round-the-clock babbling and discussing awfully boring subjects.

Lake MuhaziLake Muhazi

The water in the lake is warm and great for swimming, as well as a testing ground for my acrobatic jumps. I got exhausted playing Tarzan so much that I don’t really know how I managed to crawl up to my room and change for lunch. Danko prepared a real feast which I ate almost asleep. I only have to thank his fish and duck meat for not falling asleep right away. And I had to wish him a happy birthday, which, it seems, was the real reason of our visit and the good time on the lake of my dreams.

To be continued...

Translated by: fra Branimir Mlakić
Edited by: Valerie Kae Ken

 
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