There are countries where traveling is like poetry written on the road. Such places don’t require perfect guidebooks or a schedule by the hour – it’s enough to trust fate and set off, discovering the world day after day. Burundi is just such a country – small, lost among hills and lakes, where life beats to the beat of ancient drums, Lake Tanganyika shimmers silver at dawn, and in a cup of morning coffee you can feel the aromas of the entire continent.
A trip to Burundi is a road to where the equator divides the world in half, and the morning fog embraces the tops of thousands of green hills.