Time to Relax
That morning I woke up earlier than usual. The alarm did not have to ring at five o’clock for I was up at 4:40 a.m. We were scheduled to meet at Nyabugogo bus stage at 6 sharp. Jean Pauln Uwitonze,the class representative was their on time, and he managed to direct me to where the rest of the group was.As it is a norm in Rwanda to hug someone while greeting, I did that to the rest of the group members.
We had been looking forward to the picnic right from the last week of end of term exams. Some of us would be leaving university, many of us, and this would be the last of the many such picnics that had become unforgettable experiences in our life.
My mind ran back and forth, recalling randomly all the mish-mash of memories as a freshman.The ups and downs we had as a group,the beautiful and bad memories, our recent get to gether.I was abruptly jolted back into the present when i heard the class representative telling us to go inside the car. The car was pulling from the gas station.
Three years of school taught me that university students are of two types: the good and the naughty. The latter number far outweighs the former and the best thing is that naughty students pride themselves on their naughtiness and even tell tales of the same with unmistakable glee.We were 12 members inside the car.
Comfortably seated, we started at 7 sharp since it was Umuganda day(a day in Rwanda where citizens are involved in cleaning the environment). We were headed to Kibuye then we would go for a boat ride,swimming,dancing and eating at Lake Kivu we were told. But all that really mattered that day was our togetherness. As the journey began some members instructed the driver and D.J A to the Z (Zubell) to turn on the music. It was loud i must say, but we all enjoyed and sung along.
A faint twinge of excitement floated through my mind at that time.A hint of anticipation of how the day will be could not be suppressed.The sharp corners of the road made the trip quiet exciting since you had to stay awake to enjoy the beautiful scenes of Rwanda. I must say, Rwanda truly is and will be the land of a thousand hills.
On our way we bought some bread,mandazi’s and then we decided to visit one of our members (Joelle) paternal home at Karongi,we were welcomed warmly and had our late breakfast. Joelle’s mum has a big heart, can you imagine she offered to raise a child who was abadoned? The beautiful innocent 4 months old baby Ella’s story touched our hearts.
After spending an hour or two we embarked on our journey to Kibuye
The ride of two hours and 40 minutes seemed only a few moments away as I struggled to reinstate order in my chaotic consciousness and focus my mind on the day before me.
Golf Eden Rock hotel was our final destination, we alighted and went straight to Lake Kivu after taking some photos.We hired a boat and all the group members started boating after putting on life jacket. It was manual boat.The gentle air was very nice to feel.
During boating we came at the bank,got out of the boat in search of Mapera(Guavas), one thing for sure is, nature has alot to offer, we ate as many guavas as we could, it was long since i had such an experience. While we were on the boat ride, some members were screaming, not because they were afraid but it was a feeling of expressing joy and relief.We were in water for half an hour.
After the boat ride,some members decided to swim, one decided to learn swimming, some took photos and the rest decided to relax,enjoying the serene nature while sipping their drinks.
Later on we went for our luncheon and enjoyed our sumptuous meal,danced,discussed on our next project later took a group photo. I couldn’t help to capture photos of sunset. It was a beautiful trip, solemnizing the beauty of the day. At the same time it also made me thoughtful. I realized that life has many chapters, and if one closes, the other is about to begin.