I arrived in Bujumbura, night had fallen. Stepping off the plane, I found the smell of wet warmth that envelops the body in one fell swoop, I had returned the moist side of the equator ..
The airport is beautiful. Small, it expands some rib vaults in the middle of the track.
Standing in the main hall, a little stunned by yet this long journey and the new atmosphere, I watched the passengers into the arms of those who waited. hands flapping, smiles contagious, children, long hugs and feet that are slightly raised from the ground ... Hey, I did not even know too that would pick me up ... Révocat the Director of Digital Campus Bujumbura, or Jibril, a Cameroonian, head of training at CNF, I had seen in video conferencing to the AUF, but I do not recognize him undoubtedly the faces here ...
Over time, the laughter became more rare, more hugs, except for a few stragglers relieved to find their flock. The exchange office of the hall is closed, I had no money, no contact person for that matter. And I was imagining my first night of adventure when Révocat and Jibril arrived.
is always strange to arrive the night in an unknown country. It seeks to unravel the mystery of the dark to find a landmark, something to be discovered already or to cling to, but the surprise is still full the next morning.
Céprodilic We arrived at the Protestant mission, where I was given a room for 7000 FBU (5 euros), a subtle combination the minimum essentials. Prime Céprodilic meals, I find the food very good. I get tired just by following the menu that invariably does not vary, but I will remain faithful to the Agatoke am, a vegetable stew of bananas that can take until evening without eating.
I met Claude, a Rwandan who makes me pay double the first meal as a welcome. I am grateful, because it is always good to have a friend that way for you to accustom local pecuniary transactions. I will appreciate much less in the hand gesture that I will be faithful to pay the first night while the AUF had already taken to his office and asked me to pay twice the same night when Dominique, the manager, I propose to spend the last night in the other Céprodolic, calmer and cooler. True friends will deceive you better go alert the others make you head when you refuse they'll fly ...
In Céprodilic I was a little Boy Scout, a little at school, and had watched demonstrations of the great Onesimus at nightfall on combinatorial eligible sexual and other activities by the Satan ... 
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