‘It’s gonna take a lot to take me awaaaaaay from you’. The sounds of all time favorite Africa of Toto ring through the improvised boxes tied to the frame of the open van. The wind makes my blond hair dance and the smell of flowers reaches my nostrils. A feeling of freedom and excitement overtakes me. But then the first tourists step into our blue monster. A group of guys with typical backpacker tank tops that seem very excited to go volcano boarding. The beautiful music that I was enjoying before is immediately drowned out by Dutch – what else – chatter. Of course in a volume that like a sledgehammer brings me back to reality. The exciting feeling makes place for something else: did I just step into the biggest tourist trap? It’s a feeling that I cannot seem to shake.