MANIC! Part 3

SO, crossed over to Burundi, and OH MY WORD, the first thing you see when you enter Burundi is this huge river in this gorgeous valley, with the sun glistening behind - STUNNNING!!! And MAN, when I said that RWANDA is pretty, Burundi, it's a thousand times more epic, with HUUUUGE mountains (serio, the mountains and that took me back to memories of the valleys. Good old Wales, land of my fathers), twistier roads, with the mountains going as far as you can see into the horizon, COVERED in palm trees... Totally heavenly. And then SUDDENLY (after a couple of hours driving), out of the blue, you go around one mountain, and there's an EXPANSE of completely flat land, right by a HUGE lake - HELLO CAPITAL CITY BUJUMBURA! Oh it was immense. But unfortunately coz it was no longer in the hills, it was HOTTT which was frustrating.

So we arrived two days later than planned, and didn't really get any time to do any of the stuff we were supposed to do like visit NGO camps n shiz, but we got to go this mental hospital, which is the ONLY ONE IN BURUNDI. And there are ONLY TWO psychiatrists in the ENTIRE country. This made me really wish I'd done psychology. Coz I'm interested in that shit still, and it's like... Aaaaa this can really help people, yknow? Siiiigh. Anyway met lots of patients who were LOVELY but a bit scary as they were obsessed with me as I was the only mzungu so was sort of a novelty, spesh as in Burundi there are NO tourists.

I never realised just how much of a paedophile he is.

We then got to go the GORGEOUS beach, which had sand and everything (it feels so weird calling a lakeside a beach...) and later we hit the clubs! Well, club. And it was barely a club, but we couldn't be bothered to go and find another ... It was basically a bar with a tiny tiny dancefloor that was UNBELIEVABLY crowded. Aaaaa I had such a GREAT time I LOVED dancing with the uni students, so many of them are just loooovely why are all the best dancers about two heads shorter than me though?! Grrrr. I also got to practise my French with various Burundians which was something I wasn't expecting to do, but MAN it was so weird, the Burundian clubbers there were all FAT OLD MEN. And yeah, they could dance, coz they're African, but it was just like NOOOO I do NOT WANNA DANCE WITH YOU AAAA! Was saved multiple times by my mate Newton, thankfully.

Got to have about two hours sleep and then it was back home :(. Good bus journey, where people took lots of photos of me sleeping (uggggllllyyyyyy), boozing on the bus with the various lads, including the lecturer who sat there chugging away at a few bottles of vodka (he was such a cool guy, though because of all the fuck-ups on the trip he ended up paying about 2 million shillings of his own, that's about 750 pounds I felt so bad!), chatting to Newton about romance (he was all 'I love love films.' And I was like 'oh yeah, me too, like what?' and he started naming things like 'Dead Sexy' and 'Basic Instinct'. ... Seriously NOT love films.....). But was SO pissed coz had to pay 50 dollars to get back into the country! Arrrghhhhhh.

At home got to meet Sarah's STUNNING SISTER. And spent Sunday sleeping and watching Barney the purple dinosaur with Rachel for the first time in my life. I never realised just how much of a paedophile he is. What the HELL is with his voice? And his 'I love you, you love me, we're a happy family, with a great big huge and a kiss from me to you, won't you say you love me too?' Errrr.... WRONG.

Anyway, I'm writing a film now about Uganda, which is fun. I'm just constantly inspired by the country, by how happy and carefree and creative and fun and stuff people are here... Aaaa I love it. Francis said the other day that I have black blood in me. I was like oooh awesome thinking he meant I have African soul or African rhythm or something cool like that. Turns out he was talking about the size of my boobs. Siiiigh.