Queen Elizabeth National Park (translated)

From the moment we rolled into Queen Elizabeth National Park, it felt like stepping into a nature documentary—except this time, we were in it. The landscapes stretched forever, golden savannahs meeting lush wetlands, with the Rwenzori Mountains towering in the background like something straight out of a painting. Before we even got our bearings, we spotted lions lounging under an acacia tree, completely unfazed by our presence. A few minutes later, a herd of elephants ambled by, their sheer size and grace leaving us speechless. And the birds? Everywhere! The African fish eagle’s cry echoed across the open plains like nature’s own soundtrack.

The absolute highlight? The Kazinga Channel boat safari. Floating down the water, we got ridiculously close to hippos, who just stared back at us like grumpy old men. Crocodiles lay half-hidden on the banks, looking like they had all the time in the world, while buffaloes stood knee-deep in the water, flicking their tails like they owned the place. Every direction we looked was a new “holy crap, look at that!” moment.

And just when we thought we’d seen it all, we made it to Ishasha—where the lions chill in trees. Seriously, lions. In. Trees. It’s the kind of thing you have to see to believe. We stood there, jaws on the floor, watching them draped over branches like giant, sleepy house cats.

As the sun dipped behind Lake Edward, the sky turned into this explosion of orange and pink, and in that moment, everything felt surreal. This wasn’t just a trip; it was an experience that hits you right in the soul. If you ever get the chance to visit Queen Elizabeth National Park, don’t even think twice—just go. It’s one of those places that stays with you long after you’ve left.