My mouth is dry, my feet hurt and I’ve got a pounding headache. It’s the morning after Aime and Yvette’s wedding. What an unreal and amazing experience! If you ever get the chance to go to a Burundian wedding – grab on to it and don’t let go!

Waking up this morning, a joke by Irish stand up comedian Ed Byrne (check him out if you’re not familiar with his work) popped into my head: ”The best thing about getting married is to wake up the morning after and be like: Woohoo!! I don’t have to plan a wedding today!”

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Burundi was absolutely mind blowing and eye opening for me. As a white boy from a middle class home in Sweden. The beautiful and kind people I met. Their culture. All the delicious food I had. Their obsession with beer. People may say they drink heaps of beer in Germany or UK, but let me tell you this; it’s nothing compared to Burundi. They lo-hove beer! It becomes somewhat more evident there, since it’s the single one alcoholic beverage which they consume. No gin & tonic. No Cosmopolitan. Beer, period.

A lot has happen since I last wrote. I’m for instance officially the proud owner of a cow! Never thought I’d own a cow in my entire life. Her name is Mokunzi. It means friend in Kirundi. I got her from Gilbert (the UN solider I mentioned in the last post). We paid her a visit last week and she’s gorgeous! Yet another reason for me to return to Burundi.

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A week ago our convoy of 4×4’s (stuffed to the brim with all of us, plus bags and gifts from Sweden) left Bujumbura to stay in the Burundian countryside. Last night we returned back to our house in Bujumbura. As if merely one whole day of festivities (four different ceremonies) was enough for a Burundian wedding.. During our stay in the countryside we managed to squeeze in another two ceremonies! The first one was hosted by Yvette’s parents. They live in Bururi. About 4 hours by car from the capital. It was dark when we finally arrived, four hours late for the ceremony.

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As always when I’m doing something, things seem to fall into place in the last minute (if they fall into place at all), my trip to Burundi wasn’t an exception. I sent my passport to the Burundian embassy in Oslo in order to receive my visa. However, they claimed I didn’t pay enough money. A few angry and explanatory emails later the passport finally arrived – 5 minutes before I was about to embark on my journey!

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