The Journey of a Travel Fam in Rwanda
If you were given the opportunity to go on a trip of a lifetime, but you didn’t know the other attendees, would you go? That’s how my travel pod (we call ourselves the “Travel Fam”) came to be. It started with my two best friends, Ashley and Cassie, who had only met a couple of times. We started planning an international trip — to Milan and Lake Como — in 2019, and suddenly, we had seven people on the trip. The one catch? I was the only one who had met every attendee.
Travel Fam Origin
Ashley’s friend, Lauren, was going to be in London for business, so she asked to join. Cassie’s friend, Sarah, was itching for a Euro trip and did the same. Ultimately, three became seven, and the Travel Fam was born. We are a group of dynamic women from different backgrounds and cities across the country, at different stages of life. But on that first vacation in Italy, a bond was formed so deep it solidified our travel pod. We decided, on that trip, that these Travel Fam vacations would be for only the seven of us — no additions, no substitutions. To accommodate everyone’s availability (kids, spouses, and work make scheduling these trips tricky) and to provide time for saving for extravagant travels, we pick dates well in advance.
Epic Trip to Italy
Since Italy, we have skied (or aprè-skied) in Deer Valley, Utah, ate and drank our way through California’s Napa Valley, chartered a yacht in the Bahamas, and dominated the downtown music scene in Nashville. In Nashville, Ashley brought up gorilla trekking in Rwanda. It wasn’t her first time pitching this trip, but I’d always been hesitant (nervous to meet the gorillas and overwhelmed by the travel logistics).
However, she made an excellent point: five of us would be turning 40 in 2023, so our next trip “needed to be epic.” We committed to Rwanda. She immediately emailed her longtime travel agent and our Travel Fam fairy godmother, Annette Sordoni of Protravel International, to sketch out some preliminary details. Five months later, Sordoni mapped out our entire plan; our deposits were sent, and at the end of January 2023, I touched down in Africa for the first time.
Adventurous Journey in Rwanda
Upon landing in Kigali, we were met by a greeter, who helped us with our visas and PCR tests — even at 1:30 a.m. (You have to test for COVID-19 before seeing the gorillas to ensure you don’t spread illness to them.)
Once we were tested and all set with the visas, we met our guide Patrick, who was with us for our entire trip, and checked in to The Retreat in Kigali so we could get a few hours of sleep before driving the three hours to Volcanoes National Park. This hotel was an oasis in Rwanda’s largest city.
In the morning, we set out for Singita’s Kwitonda Lodge where we had booked the private on-site villa, Kataza House. Aimee, Gabriel, Eric, and the rest of the house staff made our four nights there so special. They were accommodating, and their attention to detail was spectacular; Each night there would be freshly brewed tea and honey as well as small gifts left for us in our rooms.
Every meal was served family style, and while they were all memorable, it was our first lunch that will forever be a trip highlight for me. After a light rain shower, we sat outside looking at Volcanoes National Park in the distance and breathing in the fresh air, when a rainbow emerged. We couldn’t have asked for a better welcome.
The rest of our days at Kataza House were spent lounging, gazing at the landscape, and learning about Rwandan culture and its people. Singita also threw in some surprises that touched us deeply. There was cake to kick off the birthday celebrations for Cassie, Ashley, Lauren, Lyndsay, and me during our wine tasting in the garden. Additionally, Aimee, with the help of the Singita team, organized a traditional Rwandan shower that had us all in tears.
On our first gorilla-trekking morning, we woke up at 6 a.m. to attend a quick informational session about gorilla safety and etiquette (DO get low to the ground to show you are nonthreatening; DON’T touch them even if they touch you). We also learned all about the conservation efforts for the mountain gorillas, who can live to be 35 to 40 years old, and how the cost of the permits ($1,500 per person) goes toward supporting the surrounding communities.
The porters working in this gorilla habitat volunteer their time. A group of eight porters is assigned to one of twelve gorilla families. After hiking an hour to reach the gorillas, we had one hour to observe them in their natural habitat before returning to camp.
Our guides for the day were Francois, who was Dian Fossey’s porter and has been working with the park since 1981, and Felicien, whose calmness kept my nerves at bay for our two-hour trek to the 18-member Kwitonda gorilla family. Our first introduction to the mountain gorillas was meeting 31-year-old chief silverback Akarevuro, who was taking a morning nap.
We encountered an adult female with her baby, who crawled toward us curiously. Meanwhile, two black-backs (adolescent males) engaged in a playful fight. As our hour came to a close, we saw Akarevuro again as he enjoyed a meal of eucalyptus leaves. The great chief chose to walk right between Sarah and me. Francois and Felicien conveyed that gorillas are not aggressive and will give a warning if they plan to attack.
Once Akarevuro took his leave, we did the same. As we descended through the forest, I couldn’t stop repeating, “Did we just do that?” over and over. I’d pushed myself out of my comfort zone and experienced this unique adventure with my Travel Fam.
During our stay in Volcanoes National Park, Cassie and I trekked to see golden monkeys, characterized by their exquisite coloring, while the other ladies took a helicopter to Akagera National Park for a day safari. Before leaving Musanze town for Kigali on our final day, we lunched at Repub Lounge, followed by a visit to the Kigali Genocide Memorial, where we learned more about Rwanda’s history and resilience.
This small African country has now left a huge mark on my heart. I am grateful to witness its beauty and am in awe of Rwanda’s resilience. Murakoze cyane (thank you), Rwanda, for a trip I will never forget.
