On the last day of my stay in Kisoro I hiked to the top of the smallest of the volcanoes and the one for which the park is named, Mgahinga, which means "small pile of stones". At the top you can look down into the crater swamp. Coming out of the trees and into the bright sunshine and blue sky, I almost thought I was in heaven. The crater is surrounded by a fairyland of plants which are only found at the higher points on mountains in East Africa. I enjoyed my time in this corner of the country and for the five days I was there I was the only person in camp. When not in the national park, I spent my time relaxing in the municipal park in Kisoro or enjoying my time at dinner at one of the local guesthouses.