Day 22 - our last day
Just like the day before, breakfast was ordered for 6:00 AM so we could catch the 7:00 AM ferry. But, just like yesterday, the staff was still asleep... and we got our toast at 6:25 AM... with a big upside-down smile. You can’t really say they’re morning people...
As expected, we missed the ferry and had to drive all the way around—an hour and a half instead of half the time with the ferry.
We arrive at the first village, and bam—police checkpoint. No joke, Ronnie looks embarrassed, and we’re just hoping to spend our last day in Uganda somewhere other than a police station... No idea what we did wrong. Maybe the officer was just bored that morning. After a few long minutes of uncertainty, he lets us go. Ronnie’s explanation? Not very convincing. But hey, the main thing is we can keep going.
We reach Mpanga Forest. According to Ronnie, the guides know the trails but not the animals. We’ll take what we can get, and unfortunately, it won’t be much different from the rest of the trip...

Sure enough, our guide is just there to show us the way. But he’s not mean.
The forest is dense, but we still manage to spot some colobus monkeys and red-tailed monkeys.

We hear several grey-cheeked hornbills but can’t see them—they’re too high up in the canopy. And, the icing on the cake, a mongoose crosses the trail right after us. I love those moments when you don’t know why you suddenly feel the urge to turn around, and then you see something special. ð
Butterflies are everywhere on the main path. They’re gorgeous, but they won’t stay still. So we’ve got some amazing images in our heads, but nothing to show you—you’ll just have to take our word for it. ð
Speaking of trails, we’re really glad we had our boots on because not only is there mud, but some paths are flooded almost up to the top of our boots...


After two hours in Mpanga, we head back to Entebbe, and this time, we take the ferry—it’s a whole different world...




We have chapati and avocado for lunch again. ð

We say goodbye to Ronnie (finally! I feel awful saying it, but those goodbyes felt like a real relief), and spend the afternoon at the guesthouse. At 8:30 PM, a taxi picks us up to take us to the airport. Our flight is at 11:59 PM. We head to the airport lounge while we wait—by the way, it’s $40 per person, not $15 like some other travel forums mention.
The flight is pretty rough, with quite a few turbulences, especially over the Sahara. It feels endless.
An hour before landing in Brussels, an announcement asks if there’s a doctor on board for an emergency. This is a first for us. A young girl a few rows behind us is lying in the aisle. An American doctor takes care of her—she had alcohol poisoning...
In Brussels, we wait for her to be taken off the plane first, and the rest of us just have to be patient. Luckily, we’ve got enough time before our next flight...
Back in Geneva, the sky is blue, and it’s a chilly 5°C. But what a nice surprise to see the sun! ð
And so ends our adventure in Uganda. So many emotions and unforgettable moments shared. A few setbacks too, a little too often for our liking. But these are also stories to tell, and in a few years, we’ll only remember the best memories.
Either way, we recommend this destination. If you can and dare, we suggest traveling independently, without a local guide.
We also learned a lot about ourselves, about how we like to travel, and we’ll definitely be more careful and picky next time we book with a tour operator.
Thanks to those who took the time to read this. It’s the first time I’ve written a travel journal, and it’s like reliving the trip all over again. Pure joy!
Take care! ð
