I am leaving. I know I still have to tell you about our last trip, to Kilembe and then Kiwa (the hot springs), from last weekend, but for now I just want to talk about how I am feeling.
I think at the end of my travel I will be just remembered about how I do not have somewhere or someone to come back. Not about the ten years anymore, not about the way I have done it, but by the fact that it is an unstoppable travel with no family to go back and visit, or being visited by them.
For the last weeks most of the time is about me and D. We spend a lot of time together. When I am not working, we chill, we go to N’hamamba to have our shower and do the laundry, we go to the Mawa Market to buy stuff. We eat, a few days followed, just the two of us, because K. was doing something else. Still, I do not feel like we increased our intimacy. We have so many different opinions about almost everything. Maybe it is that. Still, it was kind of fun to have this possibility of something, you know? He is cute. Of course he is too young but I cannot avoid to think how would be nice to kiss him. But of course then, the point would be: and after that? How our relationship would be? Of course there is also the another important point: for me it would be just about a kiss, nothing more. But and for him? I mean, he has a few points against him: he is a man; he is young; and he is been alone here for a long time. How he would react to a spontaneous and innocent kiss?
Whatever, to Kilembe we just hiked a mountain with a guide and at the end we supposedly would see some water falls. The bad news were that the waterfalls were inside a National Park and the fees (as usual) were absurd. The guys did not even let me try to arrange a free entrance, just until the waterfalls. So we just chill and ate some snacks.
From there, since we had some time, the guys decided (finally) to bring me to the hot springs. At the entrance, the man tried to charge us the “tourist” price but the guys insisted they always come there and know the owner. After a while we were in for the regular price. We went to Nhamamba and drank our traditional drinks from Uganda. The guys love but I do not like that much. We had some fun together, finally, after a while. It was already night when we decide take a bath in the Hot Springs before leave. I mean, just me and Diego, because Kata refused for some reason.
We shared a same motorbike to save some money. I was sitting behind Diego and could not avoid to lie my head down in his shoulder.
Back home we had a little thing with the boda-boda. We change our plans about going until home so we decided to leave at the village. But the guy went crazy and keep charging us the price until our home. Insane! Diego almost lost his mind with the guy. At the end, after some other guys come and show to the asshole that we where right, he left.