Compagnes/compagnons de voyage silence radio
by Lizza
This discussion is in French, the community’s main language.
Original post
Bonjour,
Petite constatation :
je viens de regarder différents sites concernant des compagnes/compagnons de voyage.
Pas mal de demandes effectivement mais jamais aucun retour ni positif ni négatif. Rien de rien.
Dommage.
Lizza
peut-être passe-t-on en MP pour repondre ... si +
si - on ne réponds pas .... (tu imagines le nombre de messages : non parce que .... désolée car ... à chaque demande ?)
🙂
Bonjour,
Je pense aussi que la majorité des échanges se font par messages perso.
Puis, il me semble difficile de voyager de cette façon, sans connaître un minimum la personne selon ce que l'on recherche.
D'ailleurs, il arrive souvent, car je lis parfois ces annonces, que les souhaits ne sont pas toujours exprimés de façon claire et précise.
Je crois qu'il peut y avoir tellement de raisons pour lesquelles une personne dépose une annonce, qu'il me semble, dans ce cas, très difficile de "jauger" la demande.
Ensuite, il me semble aussi délicat de faire un retour s'il est négatif car il ne le sera pas forcément pour une autre personne.
(Il m'est arrivé de lire des avis positifs sur un carnet de voyage.)
Sauf si bien sûr cette expérience avait représenté un danger.
Pour moi, la base d'une annonce doit indiquer le lieu, ou une ébauche d'itinéraire, la date et la durée, et la raison d'une recherche d'accompagnement.
Mais ces critères ne sont valables que pour moi.
Au départ, il est donc impératif de pouvoir déterminer sa demande.
Bonne journée.
je pense qu'il faut se voir en France avant de partir .....
deux expériences avec VF :
- une excellente sur un premier voyage mais très mitigée sur un second voyage (même personne mais destinations différentes)
- une ultra excellente avec une seconde personne : génialissime.
et des échecs avec des personnes bien connues de moi auparavant.
parfois on a beau cibler sa demande, les réponses sont très diverses et à coté de la plaque, ne tiennent pas compte des critères de départ .....(de l’annonce)
pas simple, pas simple. maintenant je fais solo. (je mets quand même des annonces parfois, mais je n'ai pas trouvé de compa-gnes-gnons qui conviennent)
et des échecs avec des personnes bien connues de moi auparavant.
parfois on a beau cibler sa demande, les réponses sont très diverses et à coté de la plaque, ne tiennent pas compte des critères de départ .....(de l’annonce)
pas simple, pas simple. maintenant je fais solo. (je mets quand même des annonces parfois, mais je n'ai pas trouvé de compa-gnes-gnons qui conviennent)
bonjour
comme tu dis dommage !
je trouve que ce forum n'a plus le punch d'avant 😕...
plus trop de réponses en effet sauf pour les retraités qui essaient de se regrouper , mais pas si facile !
en effet les dates ne correspondent souvent pas , les destinations non plus !
mais ce qui me désole beaucoup plus c'est qu'il n'y a plus de rencontre VF et pour moi c'est la que j'ai trouvé des compagnons et compagnes de voyage et pour certains et certaines nous continuons à voyager ensemble !
les gens sont beaucoup plus craintifs je pense !
en tout cas personnellement ce forum m'a permis de belles rencontres , mais je crois qu'il faut oser ...et peut-être répondre soi même à des annonces !
bon été à tous !
francia
le mérite d'un homme réside dans sa connaissance et dans ses actes et non point dans la couleur de sa peau ou de sa religion!
Khalil Gibran
D'ailleurs, il arrive souvent, car je lis parfois ces annonces, que les souhaits ne sont pas toujours exprimés de façon claire et précise.
Pour optimiser ses chances de succès, ne vaut-il pas mieux justement ne pas être trop précis sur les dates ou les lieux ?
Pour optimiser ses chances de succès, ne vaut-il pas mieux justement ne pas être trop précis sur les dates ou les lieux ?
on a parfois envie de partir des périodes précises (ex : en Afrique de l'ouest moi c'est saison sèche)
parfois sur d'autres choses : le budget : mieux vaut être très précis sous peine de graves soucis sur le terrain...
le lieux ???? ben si je désire partir à Y, je n'ouvre pas sur d'autres lieux. (exemple là je partirais dans l'Oriental marocain en septembre, ce sera pas pour aller à Mahmid ! )
c'est perso, mais si je mets une annonce, c'est pour ce voyage là (que j'ébauche) et pas un autre. donc je précise.
mais on peut poser une annonce pour trouver un équipier avec qui on fabrique tout le voyage ... mais ce n''est pas mon truc.
parfois sur d'autres choses : le budget : mieux vaut être très précis sous peine de graves soucis sur le terrain...
le lieux ???? ben si je désire partir à Y, je n'ouvre pas sur d'autres lieux. (exemple là je partirais dans l'Oriental marocain en septembre, ce sera pas pour aller à Mahmid ! )
c'est perso, mais si je mets une annonce, c'est pour ce voyage là (que j'ébauche) et pas un autre. donc je précise.
mais on peut poser une annonce pour trouver un équipier avec qui on fabrique tout le voyage ... mais ce n''est pas mon truc.
Bonjour,
Ne souhaitant pas partir seule en Iran, j'ai passé l'année dernière une annonce sur le forum de VF et deux autres sites. Sur VF, je n'ai pas eu de réponse publique, mais cinq personnes m'ont contactée en privé. Sur les deux autres sites, j'ai eu autant de réussite. J'ai rencontré 5 ou 6 personnes, et suis partie avec l'une d'entre elles. Le voyage s'est super bien passé !
L'annonce, les premiers échanges et les premières rencontres sont primordiaux pour s'assurer qu'on est d'accord sur les points essentiels : budget, dates, mode de voyage (en voir le max / prendre le temps), confort des hébergements et transports. Et puis l'affinité entre en compte, mieux vaut partir seule que de se prendre la tête avec quelqu'un pendant ses vacances.
Bref, le meilleur moyen d'avoir des retours, c'est encore de poster une annonce et de se faire sa propre idée sur un cas concret ! Ca n'engage à rien et si on ne le sent pas, au pire on aura perdu quelques heures pour rencontrer des gens !
Sophie
L'annonce, les premiers échanges et les premières rencontres sont primordiaux pour s'assurer qu'on est d'accord sur les points essentiels : budget, dates, mode de voyage (en voir le max / prendre le temps), confort des hébergements et transports. Et puis l'affinité entre en compte, mieux vaut partir seule que de se prendre la tête avec quelqu'un pendant ses vacances.
Bref, le meilleur moyen d'avoir des retours, c'est encore de poster une annonce et de se faire sa propre idée sur un cas concret ! Ca n'engage à rien et si on ne le sent pas, au pire on aura perdu quelques heures pour rencontrer des gens !
Sophie
"et des échecs avec des personnes bien connues de moi auparavant"
Oui, j'imagine bien que cela puisse arriver.
Tout comme on peut vivre des années avec une personne et découvrir qu'on ne la connaissait pas vraiment.
Dans le doute, je préfère être seule aussi.
Peut-être oui, que cette façon de faire "attire" un peu plus l’œil.
Je pense qu'il y en a pour tous les goûts.
Pour ma part, plus c'est flou moins je m'y attarde.
oui de même .... flou je passe.
et solo finalement c'est très bien !😉
et solo finalement c'est très bien !😉
Je pense que les échanges se font principalement en MP.
Si tu cherches des compagnes/compagnons de voyage, sois confiante, on peut faire de belles rencontres 😉
Faby
Bonjour Beatrice et à vous,
Je ne cherche pas un(e) compagnon e voyage , je voulais avoir des points de vue qui en fait ressemblent aux miens.
Finalement c'est comme à la roulette russe !!
Les voyages en voiliers révèlent également certains aspects de nous memes. Pas d'échappatoire sauf si l'on est un excellent nageur. Là c'est du vécu.
Il y a tellement de facteurs en jeu, caractère, age, expérience que l'on peut effectivement rencontrer un(e) compagnon avec qui le voyage sera une belle expérience voire devenir ami ou bien en cours de route constater que l'on a rien à faire ensemble et la oops...
Le plus douloureux je pense étant de partir avec une copine/amie et de rentrer seule.
Malgré les préparatifs , les premiers échanges. Sur le papier ça roule , à la première difficulté ça grippe.
Voyageant toujours en solo je n'ai jamais osé tenter cette expérience . Pourtant je reconnais qu'il est parfois frustrant de ne pas pouvoir partager des émotions, de belles rencontres, des paysages etc... que ne compensent pas les photos que l'on partage au retour.
Bonne route et bon vent à vous solos , duos voir plus si affinités.
Liza
"le gout des autres" me fait toujours tenter le partage. mais ça c'est avéré douloureux certaines fois, et j'y ai carrément perdu une amie.
mais les rencontres sont le sel des voyages, et même en voyageant solo, les relations ne manquent pas.
le partage avec une personne de même culture peut parfois tout de même s’avérer "pressant", mais bon .... je compense en partageant en revenant.
maintenant ce sera solo. même si on peut rompre se solo pour quelques jours ou quelques semaines au gré des rencontres d'autres voyageurs, ou de demandes d'amis. mais comme c'est ainsi que j'ai perdu un "vieille" copine, je reste circonspecte quant à ces demandes.
j'ai vécu une expérience extraordinaire avec une Vforumiste, inconnue de moi jusque là, et qui au "lu" de mon projet me dit "ha super" ! réponse de moi : "ben viens, chiche" et 3 jours plus tard elle avait pris ses billets pour le Bénin. 3 semaines inoubliables, même longueur d'ondes sur tout, superbe entente, découvertes, vrai "raid" sur le Niger au petit bonheur ..... que du bonheur ! à contrario : amie de 40 ans d'amitié : tout gâché sur deux voyages ..... faudra recoller les morceaux mais ... ??
j'ai vécu une expérience extraordinaire avec une Vforumiste, inconnue de moi jusque là, et qui au "lu" de mon projet me dit "ha super" ! réponse de moi : "ben viens, chiche" et 3 jours plus tard elle avait pris ses billets pour le Bénin. 3 semaines inoubliables, même longueur d'ondes sur tout, superbe entente, découvertes, vrai "raid" sur le Niger au petit bonheur ..... que du bonheur ! à contrario : amie de 40 ans d'amitié : tout gâché sur deux voyages ..... faudra recoller les morceaux mais ... ??
Pobrecita Lizza ! En fait c'est terminé les relations humaines en notre époque d'hyper individualisme véhiculé tant par la publicité ("C'est Samsung, c'est à moi") que par les politiques que ça arrange bien d'avoir des petits moutons, à la fois dans le troupeau, mais incapable d'agir collectivement (la définition du troupeau, en fait). Donc des relations qui ne sortiront jamais du strict niveau familial restreint et qui ne veulent pas s'étendre au delà. J'avais, à ce niveau, remarqué que les petites familles en voilier étaient les plus asociables du mouillage.
Au niveau des voyages en ai-je passé des annonces quand je cherchais un(des) compagon(s) d'aventures marines. Que cela soit pour des vacances scolaires/universitaires (aller voir les îles grecques) ou, à plus long terme, dans un périple transatlantique. Il est certain que les cadres surmenés n'ayant au plus que 10 jours de vacances ne m'intéressaient nullement. Et bien rien, aucun volontaire, juste quelques échanges de correspondance vite avortés quand il fallait passer à plus concret : la rencontre. Pourtant je ne leur demandais rien de plus que de participer à la caisse de bord, soit plutôt moins que ce qu'ils auraient dépensé chez eux.
A un moment il m'a donc fallu faire un choix : j'avais déjà fait trois transats, je n'avais pas envie d'en faire une quatrième et, pour aller jouer dans la cour des grands, le Pacifique, il me fallait plus grand que mon 10 mètres, un 14-16 mètres. J'avais les moyens, le souci n'était pas à ce niveau, mais "la question centrale c'est l'homme" comme l'a écrit le pourtant peu recommandable Joseph Staline. L'équipage devenait alors une nécessité et il aurait été très bien pour moi de rencontrer un matelot confirmé et un moussaillon. Impossible, vous vous en doutez bien. Et ce ne sont pas les bateaux stoppeurs dont l'unique motivation est de payer leur déplacement moins cher que l'avion qui auraient pu convenir.
Ils fallait se rendre à cette évidence, nous ne sommes plus à l'époque de Jules Verne et le goût de l'aventure, fut-elle raisonnable, a complètement disparue des jeunes (et moins jeunes) consciences.
J'ai donc considéré que si je désirais encore mener une vie curieuse et errante d'aventurier, il fallait renoncer à toute notion d'équipage et donc, me recycler en voyageur terrestre, ce que j'ai fait en me délocalisant en Amérique du sud et en acquérant un pickup Isuzu D-Max 4x4 double cabine, surnommé "Zuzu-la-Roja" car c'est una camioneta. Au moins moi j'assume mes choix de vie et ne me contente pas d'étaler mes fantasmes ("interdits en position de désir" précise Jacques Lacan) dans les forum du Routard ou de Voyageforum. Donc un équipier restait toujours souhaitable mais ce n'était plus la même nécessité indispensable qu'en voilier. Si je suis fatigué, je me mets sur le bord de la piste, je serre mon frein à main, j'incline mon siège s'il fait mauvais dehors, j'assemble mon petit lit de camp s'il fait beau et je dors. Impossible d'avoir le moindre repos en bateau si on longe une interminable côte mal pavée on ne peut que passer le relai à un équipier (de confiance).
Bien sûr sur ce nouveau type de voyage je n'ai pas plus eu de réponses que pour les précédents. Mais je m'en étais douté, le problème ne venait pas de la nature du voyage, s'ils avaient le mal de mer ou non. Pourtant je les invitais s'il s'agissait de p'tits jeunes fauchés. De toute façon le poste budgétaire le plus coûteux est le gasoil (le moteur de 3 litres de Zuzu ne me refuse rien, mais il boit) et qu'on soit un ou deux à bord ne change pas grand chose à la consommation.
Mais, finalement, ça ne me dérange pas de voyager seul. Et trouver un français ne m'intéresse plus, je ferais une exception pour un jeune local d'un des pays d'Amérique du sud qui aura montré sa curiosité, son sens de l'amitié et qui aura envie de voyager avec moi.
Anecdote : un soir que je bivouaquais à la cala Victor, au nord du Chili avant Arica, un chilien était venu me faire un brin de conversation. Voyant que j'étais seul il me dit qu'il allait me citer "la parole de Dieu". Généralement et dans ce cas, l'athée que je suis grince des dents à se faire sauter trois plombages. Mais la dite parole divine était qu'il n'était pas bon de vivre seul. Je rétorquais à ce brave homme que, pour une fois, j'étais d'accord avec la parole de Dieu. Retourné at home, je recherchais cette fameuse parole, m'attendant à ce que ce soit l'apologie du classique petit couple reproduit mais pas du tout, je vous livre mes recherches :
" ... Deux valent mieux qu'un : car ils retireront un bon profit de leur labeur. 10. S'ils tombent, l'un peut relever son compagnon ; mais malheur à celui qui est seul ; s'il tombe, il n'a pas de second pour le relever. 11 De même, si deux sont couchés ensemble, ils ont chaud ; mais celui qui est seul, comment aurait-il chaud ? 12. Et si un assaillant l'emporte sur un seul, deux lui tiendront tête. Le cordon triple ne se rompt pas de sitôt". (Ecclésiaste, chap. IV)

Zuzu-la-Roja dans l'Atacama (ça ne parait pas mais on est à 4.000 m)
Au niveau des voyages en ai-je passé des annonces quand je cherchais un(des) compagon(s) d'aventures marines. Que cela soit pour des vacances scolaires/universitaires (aller voir les îles grecques) ou, à plus long terme, dans un périple transatlantique. Il est certain que les cadres surmenés n'ayant au plus que 10 jours de vacances ne m'intéressaient nullement. Et bien rien, aucun volontaire, juste quelques échanges de correspondance vite avortés quand il fallait passer à plus concret : la rencontre. Pourtant je ne leur demandais rien de plus que de participer à la caisse de bord, soit plutôt moins que ce qu'ils auraient dépensé chez eux.
A un moment il m'a donc fallu faire un choix : j'avais déjà fait trois transats, je n'avais pas envie d'en faire une quatrième et, pour aller jouer dans la cour des grands, le Pacifique, il me fallait plus grand que mon 10 mètres, un 14-16 mètres. J'avais les moyens, le souci n'était pas à ce niveau, mais "la question centrale c'est l'homme" comme l'a écrit le pourtant peu recommandable Joseph Staline. L'équipage devenait alors une nécessité et il aurait été très bien pour moi de rencontrer un matelot confirmé et un moussaillon. Impossible, vous vous en doutez bien. Et ce ne sont pas les bateaux stoppeurs dont l'unique motivation est de payer leur déplacement moins cher que l'avion qui auraient pu convenir.
Ils fallait se rendre à cette évidence, nous ne sommes plus à l'époque de Jules Verne et le goût de l'aventure, fut-elle raisonnable, a complètement disparue des jeunes (et moins jeunes) consciences.
J'ai donc considéré que si je désirais encore mener une vie curieuse et errante d'aventurier, il fallait renoncer à toute notion d'équipage et donc, me recycler en voyageur terrestre, ce que j'ai fait en me délocalisant en Amérique du sud et en acquérant un pickup Isuzu D-Max 4x4 double cabine, surnommé "Zuzu-la-Roja" car c'est una camioneta. Au moins moi j'assume mes choix de vie et ne me contente pas d'étaler mes fantasmes ("interdits en position de désir" précise Jacques Lacan) dans les forum du Routard ou de Voyageforum. Donc un équipier restait toujours souhaitable mais ce n'était plus la même nécessité indispensable qu'en voilier. Si je suis fatigué, je me mets sur le bord de la piste, je serre mon frein à main, j'incline mon siège s'il fait mauvais dehors, j'assemble mon petit lit de camp s'il fait beau et je dors. Impossible d'avoir le moindre repos en bateau si on longe une interminable côte mal pavée on ne peut que passer le relai à un équipier (de confiance).
Bien sûr sur ce nouveau type de voyage je n'ai pas plus eu de réponses que pour les précédents. Mais je m'en étais douté, le problème ne venait pas de la nature du voyage, s'ils avaient le mal de mer ou non. Pourtant je les invitais s'il s'agissait de p'tits jeunes fauchés. De toute façon le poste budgétaire le plus coûteux est le gasoil (le moteur de 3 litres de Zuzu ne me refuse rien, mais il boit) et qu'on soit un ou deux à bord ne change pas grand chose à la consommation.
Mais, finalement, ça ne me dérange pas de voyager seul. Et trouver un français ne m'intéresse plus, je ferais une exception pour un jeune local d'un des pays d'Amérique du sud qui aura montré sa curiosité, son sens de l'amitié et qui aura envie de voyager avec moi.
Anecdote : un soir que je bivouaquais à la cala Victor, au nord du Chili avant Arica, un chilien était venu me faire un brin de conversation. Voyant que j'étais seul il me dit qu'il allait me citer "la parole de Dieu". Généralement et dans ce cas, l'athée que je suis grince des dents à se faire sauter trois plombages. Mais la dite parole divine était qu'il n'était pas bon de vivre seul. Je rétorquais à ce brave homme que, pour une fois, j'étais d'accord avec la parole de Dieu. Retourné at home, je recherchais cette fameuse parole, m'attendant à ce que ce soit l'apologie du classique petit couple reproduit mais pas du tout, je vous livre mes recherches :
" ... Deux valent mieux qu'un : car ils retireront un bon profit de leur labeur. 10. S'ils tombent, l'un peut relever son compagnon ; mais malheur à celui qui est seul ; s'il tombe, il n'a pas de second pour le relever. 11 De même, si deux sont couchés ensemble, ils ont chaud ; mais celui qui est seul, comment aurait-il chaud ? 12. Et si un assaillant l'emporte sur un seul, deux lui tiendront tête. Le cordon triple ne se rompt pas de sitôt". (Ecclésiaste, chap. IV)

Zuzu-la-Roja dans l'Atacama (ça ne parait pas mais on est à 4.000 m)
"Si vous pensez que l'aventure est dangereuse, je vous propose d'essayer la routine... elle est mortelle." Paolo Coelho
Bonjour William,
Pobrecita Lizza ! ??????? Que nenni.
Une simple question sur les partages de voyages avec des personnes rencontrées via les forums était mon unique intention. Cela reflète la complexité des rapports humains au même titre que des rencontres spontanées. Il en résulte de beaux et moins agréables voyages. Rien n'est acquis d'avance n'est ce pas ?
Je suis parfaitement consciente sur la difficulté de communiquer de nos jours et encore ! pas dans certains pays de ma connaissance, plutôt en occident pour faire court. Aucune envie de refaire le monde , mais je dois dire que lire le nom de Staline dans ce contexte m'a fait sursauter.... Par contre le gout de l'aventure existe toujours puisque c'est un état d'esprit; Etre curieux des autres est déjà une aventure en soi. Le plus important étant le souvenir que l'on laisse.
A ce propos voici un texte de Khalil Gibran :
L'Errant,
Je l'ai rencontré à la croisée des chemins, un homme qui n'avait qu'un manteau et un bâton; un voile de chagrin recouvrait son visage. Nous nous sommes salués, et je lui ai dit :" Viens chez moi et soi mon hôte ".
Et il est venu.
Ma femme et mes enfants nous accueillirent sur le seuil et ils se sont réjouis de sa venue.
Puis nous nous sommes tous assis à table et l'homme les rendait heureux car il y avait une part de silence et de mystère en lui.
Après le souper nous nous sommes rassemblés autour du feu et je l'interrogeais sur ses errances. Il nous raconta plusieurs histoires cette nuit-là et le jour suivant aussi, mais ce que je chante maintenant est né de l'amertume de ses voyages bien qu'il fut très doux, et ces contes sont faits de la poussière et de la patience de sa route.
Quand il nous quitta au bout de trois jours nous n'avions pas l'impression qu'un invité était parti mais plutôt que l'un de nous était toujours dans le jardin et n'était pas encore rentré.
Bonne continuation avec Zuzu-la-Roja, Liza
Pobrecita Lizza ! ??????? Que nenni.
Une simple question sur les partages de voyages avec des personnes rencontrées via les forums était mon unique intention. Cela reflète la complexité des rapports humains au même titre que des rencontres spontanées. Il en résulte de beaux et moins agréables voyages. Rien n'est acquis d'avance n'est ce pas ?
Je suis parfaitement consciente sur la difficulté de communiquer de nos jours et encore ! pas dans certains pays de ma connaissance, plutôt en occident pour faire court. Aucune envie de refaire le monde , mais je dois dire que lire le nom de Staline dans ce contexte m'a fait sursauter.... Par contre le gout de l'aventure existe toujours puisque c'est un état d'esprit; Etre curieux des autres est déjà une aventure en soi. Le plus important étant le souvenir que l'on laisse.
A ce propos voici un texte de Khalil Gibran :
L'Errant,
Je l'ai rencontré à la croisée des chemins, un homme qui n'avait qu'un manteau et un bâton; un voile de chagrin recouvrait son visage. Nous nous sommes salués, et je lui ai dit :" Viens chez moi et soi mon hôte ".
Et il est venu.
Ma femme et mes enfants nous accueillirent sur le seuil et ils se sont réjouis de sa venue.
Puis nous nous sommes tous assis à table et l'homme les rendait heureux car il y avait une part de silence et de mystère en lui.
Après le souper nous nous sommes rassemblés autour du feu et je l'interrogeais sur ses errances. Il nous raconta plusieurs histoires cette nuit-là et le jour suivant aussi, mais ce que je chante maintenant est né de l'amertume de ses voyages bien qu'il fut très doux, et ces contes sont faits de la poussière et de la patience de sa route.
Quand il nous quitta au bout de trois jours nous n'avions pas l'impression qu'un invité était parti mais plutôt que l'un de nous était toujours dans le jardin et n'était pas encore rentré.
Bonne continuation avec Zuzu-la-Roja, Liza
Chère Lizza,
Je lis avec intérêt votre message concernant votre recherche de compagnes ou compagnons de voyage...oui, très compliqué et difficile !!les sites de recherche de co-équipiers existent mais les membres ne sont souvent pas de futurs co-équipiers !!!!mais plutôt des hommes en mal de solitude , désoeuvré , mou , aucun sens pratique , ni dynamique , regardant leur nombril ....beaucoup de déception en ce qui me concerne :je cherche un moteur , je trouve un boulet!!! De ce fait , je voyage en solo ...frustrant sur bien des aspects mais pas de stress , ni concessions et contraintes en tous genres ! Je pratique l'attelage à cheval et je recherchais un compagnon pour un "voyage" au plus près de la nature , par les chemins ruraux et les villages avec hébergements en fermes équestres.; beaucoup de recherches , aucun candidats n'ayant l'esprit adapté à ce genre de périple !!! Je cherchais un co-équipier pour un circuit au Rajasthan ...je suis finalement partie seule et je ne regrette pas :mieux vaut être seule que mal accompagnée !!! Je vous laisse prendre connaissance de mon profil ...
En toute amitié , voyage forumvotre ! Catherine
Je lis avec intérêt votre message concernant votre recherche de compagnes ou compagnons de voyage...oui, très compliqué et difficile !!les sites de recherche de co-équipiers existent mais les membres ne sont souvent pas de futurs co-équipiers !!!!mais plutôt des hommes en mal de solitude , désoeuvré , mou , aucun sens pratique , ni dynamique , regardant leur nombril ....beaucoup de déception en ce qui me concerne :je cherche un moteur , je trouve un boulet!!! De ce fait , je voyage en solo ...frustrant sur bien des aspects mais pas de stress , ni concessions et contraintes en tous genres ! Je pratique l'attelage à cheval et je recherchais un compagnon pour un "voyage" au plus près de la nature , par les chemins ruraux et les villages avec hébergements en fermes équestres.; beaucoup de recherches , aucun candidats n'ayant l'esprit adapté à ce genre de périple !!! Je cherchais un co-équipier pour un circuit au Rajasthan ...je suis finalement partie seule et je ne regrette pas :mieux vaut être seule que mal accompagnée !!! Je vous laisse prendre connaissance de mon profil ...
En toute amitié , voyage forumvotre ! Catherine
catherine
Bonsoir Lizza,
Et oui je constate moi aussi que de moins en moins de personnes répondent alors qu'is ont poster eux-mêmes une annonce de recherche de compagnons de voyage et c'est valable aussi pour d'autres site de voyageurs.J'ai répondu à plusieurs demandes mais seulement deux réponses. Alors, à tous ceux qui postent des annonces, faites preuve d'un peu de savoir-vivre et prenez cinq minutes pour répondre à ceux qui ont prêté attention à votre annonce même si c'est une réponse négative. Un peu de Politesse ne tue pas. Salombo
Et oui je constate moi aussi que de moins en moins de personnes répondent alors qu'is ont poster eux-mêmes une annonce de recherche de compagnons de voyage et c'est valable aussi pour d'autres site de voyageurs.J'ai répondu à plusieurs demandes mais seulement deux réponses. Alors, à tous ceux qui postent des annonces, faites preuve d'un peu de savoir-vivre et prenez cinq minutes pour répondre à ceux qui ont prêté attention à votre annonce même si c'est une réponse négative. Un peu de Politesse ne tue pas. Salombo
Dis donc.... quel philosophe, quel grand connaisseur de la nature humaine, et quel Gand voyageur.... impressionnant !
alain
Bonjour Lizza et à tous les participants à cette discussion. Mon expérience en matière de recherche de compagnons par internet est la suivante:
J'ai uniquement recherché dans le cadre de voyages à vélo, car classiquement je voyage avec mon épouse. Bien évidemment on ne trouve pas systématiquement. En 5 ou 6 ans de pratique j'ai fait de très belles rencontres et pratiquement toujours je me suis fait des ami(e)s des personnes avec lesquelles j'ai voyagé, souvent dans des projets à vélo un peu fous, comme la traversée du désert de l'Atacama ou une traversée de l'Europe, tour du Mékong, traversée des Alpes etc
Mais ce que j'ai appris c'est qu'il faut s'adapter l'un à l'autre et j'ai appris à bien mieux me connaître et mieux combattre mes failles et mes défauts. Si je repartais avec les deux personnes avec lesquelles ça s'est pour l'une mal passé et pour l'autre globalement bien, mais sans contacts ultérieurs pour petits différends, je crois que je gérerais mieux. On s'améliore avec la pratique.
Je pourrais philosopher longuement sur ce mode de voyage qu'implique de partir avec quelqu'un qu'on ne connait pas, mais c'est toujours une expérience intense et même si elle tourne mal, elle est riche d'enseignements. Il ne faut pas hésiter à partir avec des personnes de tout âge, voire beaucoup plus jeunes, plus vieilles, du sexe opposé. Se mettre dans l'esprit que l'on va casser ses propres schémas et habitudes, même si on pense être un baroudeur accompli😎😎😎 .
Et là on est en plein dans le voyage, car on part pour rompre avec sa routine quotidienne, même si elle est trépidante.
Luc
bonjour
ça fait plaisir , je pense comme toi !
c'est un vrai apprentissage de partage et de travail sur soit !
dommage que je ne fasse pas de vélo 😉 , je t'aurais bien accompagné 😏
à ceux qui ne trouvent personne , belle leçon !
francia
le mérite d'un homme réside dans sa connaissance et dans ses actes et non point dans la couleur de sa peau ou de sa religion!
Khalil Gibran
ben moi tu vois finalement, à la longue, je me suis lassée de ces "petits différents" ou finalement j'usais bêtement mes petits nerfs.
je suis actuellement solo au Maroc et je me sens très bien. Plein de contacts avec des gens différents (des locaux, des touristes comme moi) mais solo : je fais ce que je veux quand je le veux comme je le veux.
comme quoi ....
amitiés à tous, solo ou non 😉
Les meilleurs compagnons de voyage, sont sur le chemin. Un bout de chemin pour une heure, un jour..... Les routes ce sépares , une photo pour ne pas oublier et un souvenir pour longtemps
bonne route
www.descampsjerome.fr
Ce que j'en suis venu à penser dans ma condition quatquateuze qui est plus simple que celle en bateau. C'est ainsi que je ne désespère pas de trouver sur la route un p'tit jeune qui me dira "Avec vous, M'sieur, j'irais au bout du monde". De passage dans un hôtel à Valparaiso (que j'ai quitté 24 heures avant le tremblement de terre) j'avais rencontré une française qui m'assurait que je pourrais rencontrer facilement de jeunes argentins car, eux, a contrario des jeunes paraguayens, ont le désir de voyager et la curiosité. Ils sont passablement désargentés et font des petit jobs. Et comme j'ai dit que je les invitais, ça devrait faire des heureux. Enfin juste un, ma camioneta n'est quand même pas un bus.
"Si vous pensez que l'aventure est dangereuse, je vous propose d'essayer la routine... elle est mortelle." Paolo Coelho
toujours à la pêche au "petit jeune" ..... 🤪 tu ne te serais pas trompé de forum par hasard ?
y'a pourtant ce qu'il faut, sur le net ....
ça devient un peu trop récurrent, cet appel .....😕
assez d'accord : (mais faut pas écarter la personne qui sera le copain de baroud idéal, j'ai trouvé, une fois .... elle se reconnaîtra 🙂)
on fait de superbes rencontres en étant seul(e) et surtout parce qu'on est seul(e). bien obligé(e)s de sortir de son quant à soi et aller vers l'autre, on est des animaux grégaires ... et être à deux ou plus , ça enferme ..
Disponible, donc sans limite de temps (important), et sans charge de famille paralysante, ça se situe dans les 18-25 ans. Ce que j'ai pu observer au Maroc et ce sans chercher. Ceci dit on peut faire une virée à quelques quatquateuzes, je n'ai rien contre, ça sera à la fois plus amusant et plus sûr. D'autre part j'ai dit que j'aimerais bien rencontrer aussi un larron dans le but de faire une activité économique ensemble. Ce qui est impossible à faire avec des paraguayens (quelques soient leurs âges). Et rien de tel qu'un voyage pour voir si on est en phase ou non.
"Si vous pensez que l'aventure est dangereuse, je vous propose d'essayer la routine... elle est mortelle." Paolo Coelho
Pas mal de demandes effectivement mais jamais aucun retour ni positif ni négatif. Rien de rien.
Dommage.
Quand tu parles de "retour" tu veux parler de "debriefing" une fois que le voyage a eu lieu? D'un commentaire sur la manière dont s'est passé le voyage avec le/la coéquipier(ère)? Sinon de quel "retour"? veux tu parler? des réponses faites aux annonces? En parcourant la rubrique "compagnons de voyage" je peux y lire pas mal de réponses. Sur les 5 premiers messages (tous récents!) de la liste 4 ont des réponses..Et même s'il n'y a pas ou peu de gens intéressés ( réponses positives) par ce type de demandes en quoi est-ce négatif? ça me parait en effet tout a fait naturel et logique d'être un peu réticent à se lancer dans ce genre d'aventure sans rien connaitre de la ou des personnes avec la ou lesquelles on va voyager!
Pour ma part depuis 5 ou 6 ans je fais chaque année appel à d'éventuels coéquipiers(ères) pour des trekkings dans l'Himalaya et ça s'est toujours plutôt bien passé même si je n'ai jamais raconté mes périples sur le forum.En général les gens intéressés répondent directement sur le forum public surtout s'ils ont besoin d'infos complémentaires puis une fois décidés ou du moins suffisamment motivés nos futurs échanges se font en privé... jusqu'à ces dernières années je n'avais jamais fait appel à d'éventuels coéquipiers pour voyager;je voyageais soit seul ( Surtout lorsque les conditions s'annonçaient très aventureuses et spartiates) soit avec des amis proches soit avec mon épouse.Il se trouve que j'ai conservé une bonne forme physique et que les amis d'autrefois eux, n'ont plus la même condition physique ni même l'envie de partir pour 3 semaines de marche (parfois intensives) en haute altitude dans l'Himalaya.Ma femme n'étant pas tjrs disponible et certains types de treks nécessitant des autorisations particulières comme la présence d'un minimum de 2 personnes j'ai donc eu l'idée de "recruter" sur VF. La première expérience a été la plus réussie et la plus enrichissante: j'ai rencontré une personne de mon âge mariée à une Népalaise dont le frère nous a servi d'"accompagnateur" J'ai pu ainsi pénétrer un peu plus facilement dans "l'intimité" des foyers Népalais de l'ethnie Tamang. Le trek s'est admirablement bien passé et j'ai gardé des contacts aussi bien en France avec mon coéquipier qu'au Népal avec la belle famille de celui-ci. L'année suivante j'ai redéposé une annonce et cette fois j'ai trouvé 7 coéquipiers et coéquipières! L'expérience a été nettement moins bonne du fait du trop grand nombre de personnes et des disparités tant sur le plan physique que sur celui des personnalités.Mon tort a été d'accepter tout le monde mais ça s'est tout de même plutôt bien passé. L'année suivante je suis parti avec mon épouse et un des membres de l'équipe de l'année passée donc une personne fiable que je connaissais bien. Malheureusement victime du mal des montagnes cette personne n'a pu terminer le trek que nous avons, ma femme et moi, poursuivi jusqu'à son terme.. L'année dernière nous avons ( ma femme et moi) toujours par l'intermédiaire de Vf et surtout pour des raisons de tarif cette fois rencontré 2 jeunes femmes pour un nouveau trekking. Les échanges ont été, cette fois, très décevants.Nous avons donc fait 2 équipes de 2! C'était donc comme si nous n' étions partis que tous les deux mais bénéficiant d'un tarif de groupe! Cette année aucune réponse à mon annonce! Serait-ce un simple hasard ou un début de changement dans les mentalités?
Quand tu parles de "retour" tu veux parler de "debriefing" une fois que le voyage a eu lieu? D'un commentaire sur la manière dont s'est passé le voyage avec le/la coéquipier(ère)? Sinon de quel "retour"? veux tu parler? des réponses faites aux annonces? En parcourant la rubrique "compagnons de voyage" je peux y lire pas mal de réponses. Sur les 5 premiers messages (tous récents!) de la liste 4 ont des réponses..Et même s'il n'y a pas ou peu de gens intéressés ( réponses positives) par ce type de demandes en quoi est-ce négatif? ça me parait en effet tout a fait naturel et logique d'être un peu réticent à se lancer dans ce genre d'aventure sans rien connaitre de la ou des personnes avec la ou lesquelles on va voyager!
Pour ma part depuis 5 ou 6 ans je fais chaque année appel à d'éventuels coéquipiers(ères) pour des trekkings dans l'Himalaya et ça s'est toujours plutôt bien passé même si je n'ai jamais raconté mes périples sur le forum.En général les gens intéressés répondent directement sur le forum public surtout s'ils ont besoin d'infos complémentaires puis une fois décidés ou du moins suffisamment motivés nos futurs échanges se font en privé... jusqu'à ces dernières années je n'avais jamais fait appel à d'éventuels coéquipiers pour voyager;je voyageais soit seul ( Surtout lorsque les conditions s'annonçaient très aventureuses et spartiates) soit avec des amis proches soit avec mon épouse.Il se trouve que j'ai conservé une bonne forme physique et que les amis d'autrefois eux, n'ont plus la même condition physique ni même l'envie de partir pour 3 semaines de marche (parfois intensives) en haute altitude dans l'Himalaya.Ma femme n'étant pas tjrs disponible et certains types de treks nécessitant des autorisations particulières comme la présence d'un minimum de 2 personnes j'ai donc eu l'idée de "recruter" sur VF. La première expérience a été la plus réussie et la plus enrichissante: j'ai rencontré une personne de mon âge mariée à une Népalaise dont le frère nous a servi d'"accompagnateur" J'ai pu ainsi pénétrer un peu plus facilement dans "l'intimité" des foyers Népalais de l'ethnie Tamang. Le trek s'est admirablement bien passé et j'ai gardé des contacts aussi bien en France avec mon coéquipier qu'au Népal avec la belle famille de celui-ci. L'année suivante j'ai redéposé une annonce et cette fois j'ai trouvé 7 coéquipiers et coéquipières! L'expérience a été nettement moins bonne du fait du trop grand nombre de personnes et des disparités tant sur le plan physique que sur celui des personnalités.Mon tort a été d'accepter tout le monde mais ça s'est tout de même plutôt bien passé. L'année suivante je suis parti avec mon épouse et un des membres de l'équipe de l'année passée donc une personne fiable que je connaissais bien. Malheureusement victime du mal des montagnes cette personne n'a pu terminer le trek que nous avons, ma femme et moi, poursuivi jusqu'à son terme.. L'année dernière nous avons ( ma femme et moi) toujours par l'intermédiaire de Vf et surtout pour des raisons de tarif cette fois rencontré 2 jeunes femmes pour un nouveau trekking. Les échanges ont été, cette fois, très décevants.Nous avons donc fait 2 équipes de 2! C'était donc comme si nous n' étions partis que tous les deux mais bénéficiant d'un tarif de groupe! Cette année aucune réponse à mon annonce! Serait-ce un simple hasard ou un début de changement dans les mentalités?
Pour optimiser ses chances de succès, ne vaut-il pas mieux justement ne pas être trop précis sur les dates ou les lieux ?
Sans doute une excellente méthode pour avoir dans un premier temps des tas de réponses disparates et confuses puis ensuite trouver quelques coéquipiers "paumés" pour enfin partir avec certains d'entre eux... vers l'échec le plus total!😏
Sans doute une excellente méthode pour avoir dans un premier temps des tas de réponses disparates et confuses puis ensuite trouver quelques coéquipiers "paumés" pour enfin partir avec certains d'entre eux... vers l'échec le plus total!😏
J'ai fait de même (messages privés) car qu'il s'agisse de mon voilier ou de ma camioneta quatquateuze il n'est pas prévu plus d'un passager. Je suis relativement précis sur la date de départ (à 15 jours près), pas du tout sur celle de retour et plus précis sur l'optique du voyage : le moins de temps possible dans les grandes villes, les musées ne me branchent pas, je désire plutôt voir la nature et les gens qui vivent dans des coins un peu perdus et non dans les zones de tourisme dites "incontournables" (Marrakech, Cuzco, etc.) qui sont, en fait, des pièges à dollars.
Mais le résultat est là : ça n'intéresse personne. J'ai donc renoncé à perdre mon temps à écrire. Pas bien important, au demeurant, puisque, expatrié, je ne cherche pas uniquement des français, au contraire, mon compagnon d'aventures aura la lourde tâche d'améliorer mon espagnol.
Mais le résultat est là : ça n'intéresse personne. J'ai donc renoncé à perdre mon temps à écrire. Pas bien important, au demeurant, puisque, expatrié, je ne cherche pas uniquement des français, au contraire, mon compagnon d'aventures aura la lourde tâche d'améliorer mon espagnol.
"Si vous pensez que l'aventure est dangereuse, je vous propose d'essayer la routine... elle est mortelle." Paolo Coelho
Bonjour Elisabeth
Je suis du Canada, recherche aussi compagne pour voyage mais aux Indes en debut mars cette annee, j, aimerais y passer au moins un mois
a bientot de vous lire Michel
a bientot de vous lire Michel
bonsoir,
ça ne me regarde pas mais si tu souhaites vraiment trouver un (e) coéquipier (e)
mieux vaut passer ton annonce dans la rubrique faite pour ça!
https://voyageforum.com/forum/compagnons-de-voyage--inde/
Bonjour Elisabeth
Je suis du Canada, recherche aussi compagne pour voyage mais aux Indes en debut mars cette annee, j, aimerais y passer au moins un mois
a bientot de vous lire Michel
Bonjour Michel, Vous avez du vous tromper de forum...😏 Bonne continuation. Liza
a bientot de vous lire Michel
Bonjour Michel, Vous avez du vous tromper de forum...😏 Bonne continuation. Liza
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Hi everyone, just this once I’m not posting for a travel story, but to share a thought for Venezuela.
If you didn’t know—since it’s not making headlines—the country was hit by two 7.5-magnitude earthquakes last week. Over 2,200 people have died, more than 50,000 are missing, and some coastal towns have been completely destroyed. Maybe when the scale of the humanitarian crisis becomes clear, our media will cover it a bit more... especially since earthquakes with this many casualties usually make the front page, but there’s been nothing in France.
So here’s a thought for this country, which, whatever you think of its politics, is a true jewel of South America, both for its landscapes and its people.
If you didn’t know—since it’s not making headlines—the country was hit by two 7.5-magnitude earthquakes last week. Over 2,200 people have died, more than 50,000 are missing, and some coastal towns have been completely destroyed. Maybe when the scale of the humanitarian crisis becomes clear, our media will cover it a bit more... especially since earthquakes with this many casualties usually make the front page, but there’s been nothing in France.
So here’s a thought for this country, which, whatever you think of its politics, is a true jewel of South America, both for its landscapes and its people.
hi there
I’d like to invite you to discover my coastal province in central Vietnam: Quang Ngai.
This year, my province has really improved its infrastructure—mountains, countryside, and sea are all authentic here.
No harassers or thieves, and no Russians either.
A local lunch costs around 1 €.
A *** hotel room is about 25 €, and you can find hotels right on My Khe Beach.
We have a specialty: *banh xeo*—10 crepes for just 1.5 €.
You can rent motorbikes to explore the province and maybe visit the many ethnic minorities.
I live here—I’m not selling anything, but I can help if needed (my father-in-law is a traditional Vietnamese doctor and he’s very skilled).
We're planning to spend a month in Vietnam. Is hiring a guide helpful?
Hi everyone! 😉
I’m Typhaine, 35 years old. Five years ago, I left France for a solo round-the-world trip—no planes, just a van, hitchhiking, cycling, and even a canoe in the Amazon! Today, I work as a naturalist guide in Argentine Patagonia.
Wherever I go, my compass stays the same: observing and photographing wildlife, which I deeply admire and respect.
My project: I’d love to share this experience through a sustainable, authentic, and immersive nature tourism initiative. But to build something meaningful, I need to understand how other nature enthusiasts experience their own adventures.
If you:
Are over 20 years old
Have a true passion for Nature
Have already taken at least one trip lasting more than 3 nights (in your country or abroad) in your life
Then... would you have 5 to 7 minutes to help me by filling out this questionnaire? 🙂 »» https://forms.gle/y74ckkvN9TjrougLA
Promise: I’m not selling anything, this isn’t marketing. Your answers are 100% anonymous and will only help me shape this wild project. A huge thank you to everyone for your help and kindness! Looking forward to chatting in this thread 😛
(Dear admins, this is purely a collaborative effort for my project study, with no commercial purpose. Thank you so much for your support!)
Photo: Grizzly Bear (Ursus arctos horribilis), female on the left and her cub on the right. Photo taken by me in Alaska, Denali National Park.
My project: I’d love to share this experience through a sustainable, authentic, and immersive nature tourism initiative. But to build something meaningful, I need to understand how other nature enthusiasts experience their own adventures.
If you:
Are over 20 years old
Have a true passion for Nature
Have already taken at least one trip lasting more than 3 nights (in your country or abroad) in your life
Then... would you have 5 to 7 minutes to help me by filling out this questionnaire? 🙂 »» https://forms.gle/y74ckkvN9TjrougLA
Promise: I’m not selling anything, this isn’t marketing. Your answers are 100% anonymous and will only help me shape this wild project. A huge thank you to everyone for your help and kindness! Looking forward to chatting in this thread 😛
(Dear admins, this is purely a collaborative effort for my project study, with no commercial purpose. Thank you so much for your support!)
Photo: Grizzly Bear (Ursus arctos horribilis), female on the left and her cub on the right. Photo taken by me in Alaska, Denali National Park.
Hello everyone,
It’s something we often notice in this forum—and many others—this behavioral shift.
A long-time member, or even a new one, asks a question. They get one or more answers, some brief, some detailed, and then... nothing???
Not even a simple thank you!!!
From what I’ve gathered, if the answers don’t align with what they wanted to hear, it seems natural for the asker to just disappear!! 😕 Unless—(and I fear this is the case)—basic politeness is no longer part of our society????
Please forgive my little rant.
Wishing everyone all the best. Cheers,
Puma2A

...
It’s something we often notice in this forum—and many others—this behavioral shift.
A long-time member, or even a new one, asks a question. They get one or more answers, some brief, some detailed, and then... nothing???
Not even a simple thank you!!!
From what I’ve gathered, if the answers don’t align with what they wanted to hear, it seems natural for the asker to just disappear!! 😕 Unless—(and I fear this is the case)—basic politeness is no longer part of our society????
Please forgive my little rant.
Wishing everyone all the best. Cheers,
Puma2A

...
I spent 3 weeks in Bali last summer (+ 3 nights on Gili Meno and a day trip to Kawah Ijen in Java). So I wanted to see what ChatGPT could suggest for comparison...
Here’s the prompt I gave:
"You’re a local expert guide for Bali.
- Plan a 20-day itinerary for Bali with a side trip to Gili Meno and a day trip to Kawah Ijen in Java without staying overnight.
- I’m traveling with my wife, and I love visiting historical sites, hiking, relaxing at the beach, snorkeling, and exploring rice terraces...
- For the duration of the stay, I don’t want more than 8 places to sleep, and I’d like to stay at least 2 days at each stop to avoid unpacking too often. Except for the last night, where I’m okay with just one night near the airport.
- I prefer neighborhoods that are walkable and try to avoid typical tourist traps, though I don’t want to miss the must-see spots. So suggest a mix of iconic sites and hidden gems.
- Recommend hotels or guesthouses with a budget of 50 to 100 € per night, including breakfast. Make suggestions in areas popular with travelers, specifying the vibe (I prefer quiet), and consider safety and proximity to attractions.
- For lunch and dinner, suggest two to three restaurants that are well-rated by customers.
- Give me a day-by-day program with details on travel times, visiting times for each point of interest, and recommendations for transportation (taxi, train, bike, etc.). Estimate the total cost of the trip, including accommodations, food, transportation, and activities, and suggest two tips for saving money in each category.
- Don’t make anything up—be realistic about travel times, take into account the opening dates and hours of sites, and give me the entry fees for places to visit.
- Ask me all the questions until you’re 95% sure you understand what’s being asked. Don’t generate your response until you’ve understood."
The AI asked for a few clarifications:
"Great request—I can build you a really optimized and enjoyable itinerary, but to be 95% sure I hit the mark, I need a few key clarifications (this will really influence the pace, areas, and accommodations)."
In the end, it proposed a program very close to what we actually did. I’ll skip its accommodation and restaurant suggestions...
Its proposal:
"Ubud (4 nights) => we did 5 nights Sidemen (2 nights) Amed (3 nights) => we’d planned 2 nights Gili Meno (3 nights) => we did Gili between Sidemen and Amed Munduk (3 nights) => we did 2 nights before Pemuteran Pemuteran (3 nights) with Ijen => we did 4 nights Sanur (2 nights + 1 last night) => we chose Jatiluwih instead of Sanur
It suggested "activities" (and accommodations too):
IN UBUD: - Walk around central Ubud (1–2h) - Campuhan Ridge Walk - Tegalalang Rice Terrace - Tirta Empul - Gunung Kawi - Massage / market / slow café
IN SIDEMEN: - Rice terrace hike (2–3h) - Cooking class
IN AMED: - Snorkeling - Japanese Shipwreck - Beach + relaxation - Volcano sunset
ON GILI: - Snorkeling at Gili Meno Turtle Point, Nest Underwater Statues
IN MUNDUK: - Jungle & waterfall hike - Munduk Waterfall + Melanting Waterfall - Loop: 3–4h (perfect for your level) - Ulun Danu Bratan Temple - Twin Lakes
IN PEMUTERAN - Snorkeling: Menjangan Island
For Kawah Ijen, it detailed the day well: 👍 from Pemuteran = best possible option 12 PM: leave hotel (we left at 10 PM) 1 PM: ferry 3 PM: arrival in Java + transfer 11 PM: start ascent 2 AM–6 AM: volcano Return to Bali around 11 AM–12 PM (we got back at 4 PM) 👍 still very intense, but doable with an agency 💰 ~80–120 €/person all-inclusive
IN SANUR: - Relaxation - Quiet beach - Proximity to airport (30 min)"
BUDGET: "3,000 – 3,900 € for 2 people" (We paid 3,200 €)
In conclusion, it’s not (yet) enough, but it’s (already) pretty impressive!
Here’s the prompt I gave:
"You’re a local expert guide for Bali.
- Plan a 20-day itinerary for Bali with a side trip to Gili Meno and a day trip to Kawah Ijen in Java without staying overnight.
- I’m traveling with my wife, and I love visiting historical sites, hiking, relaxing at the beach, snorkeling, and exploring rice terraces...
- For the duration of the stay, I don’t want more than 8 places to sleep, and I’d like to stay at least 2 days at each stop to avoid unpacking too often. Except for the last night, where I’m okay with just one night near the airport.
- I prefer neighborhoods that are walkable and try to avoid typical tourist traps, though I don’t want to miss the must-see spots. So suggest a mix of iconic sites and hidden gems.
- Recommend hotels or guesthouses with a budget of 50 to 100 € per night, including breakfast. Make suggestions in areas popular with travelers, specifying the vibe (I prefer quiet), and consider safety and proximity to attractions.
- For lunch and dinner, suggest two to three restaurants that are well-rated by customers.
- Give me a day-by-day program with details on travel times, visiting times for each point of interest, and recommendations for transportation (taxi, train, bike, etc.). Estimate the total cost of the trip, including accommodations, food, transportation, and activities, and suggest two tips for saving money in each category.
- Don’t make anything up—be realistic about travel times, take into account the opening dates and hours of sites, and give me the entry fees for places to visit.
- Ask me all the questions until you’re 95% sure you understand what’s being asked. Don’t generate your response until you’ve understood."
The AI asked for a few clarifications:
"Great request—I can build you a really optimized and enjoyable itinerary, but to be 95% sure I hit the mark, I need a few key clarifications (this will really influence the pace, areas, and accommodations)."
In the end, it proposed a program very close to what we actually did. I’ll skip its accommodation and restaurant suggestions...
Its proposal:
"Ubud (4 nights) => we did 5 nights Sidemen (2 nights) Amed (3 nights) => we’d planned 2 nights Gili Meno (3 nights) => we did Gili between Sidemen and Amed Munduk (3 nights) => we did 2 nights before Pemuteran Pemuteran (3 nights) with Ijen => we did 4 nights Sanur (2 nights + 1 last night) => we chose Jatiluwih instead of Sanur
It suggested "activities" (and accommodations too):
IN UBUD: - Walk around central Ubud (1–2h) - Campuhan Ridge Walk - Tegalalang Rice Terrace - Tirta Empul - Gunung Kawi - Massage / market / slow café
IN SIDEMEN: - Rice terrace hike (2–3h) - Cooking class
IN AMED: - Snorkeling - Japanese Shipwreck - Beach + relaxation - Volcano sunset
ON GILI: - Snorkeling at Gili Meno Turtle Point, Nest Underwater Statues
IN MUNDUK: - Jungle & waterfall hike - Munduk Waterfall + Melanting Waterfall - Loop: 3–4h (perfect for your level) - Ulun Danu Bratan Temple - Twin Lakes
IN PEMUTERAN - Snorkeling: Menjangan Island
For Kawah Ijen, it detailed the day well: 👍 from Pemuteran = best possible option 12 PM: leave hotel (we left at 10 PM) 1 PM: ferry 3 PM: arrival in Java + transfer 11 PM: start ascent 2 AM–6 AM: volcano Return to Bali around 11 AM–12 PM (we got back at 4 PM) 👍 still very intense, but doable with an agency 💰 ~80–120 €/person all-inclusive
IN SANUR: - Relaxation - Quiet beach - Proximity to airport (30 min)"
BUDGET: "3,000 – 3,900 € for 2 people" (We paid 3,200 €)
In conclusion, it’s not (yet) enough, but it’s (already) pretty impressive!
Hello everyone,
I’m sharing the menu posted at the entrance of a bar at the foot of the Porto Tower in Southern Corsica. . .
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Greetings and have a great Sunday.
Puma2A . .

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I’m sharing the menu posted at the entrance of a bar at the foot of the Porto Tower in Southern Corsica. . .
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.Greetings and have a great Sunday.
Puma2A . .

...
I’ve kept the habit of blowing my nose in the sink and then washing my hands—a custom I picked up in India. Sometimes, non-travelers are shocked when they catch me in the act... 🤪
Also, when I run out of toilet paper, it doesn’t bother me—unless I’ve got company over... 🤪
Just got back from walking a friend’s dog (while they’re on vacation), wearing a djellaba and Tibetan boots... 😏😏😏 Oh, for sure, if I’d run into locals, I probably would’ve shocked them? 😏
Anyway, as long as I’m not spitting on the floor at a restaurant or squatting on the side of a highway with a water bottle in hand...
Do you bring back customs from your travels?
Also, when I run out of toilet paper, it doesn’t bother me—unless I’ve got company over... 🤪
Just got back from walking a friend’s dog (while they’re on vacation), wearing a djellaba and Tibetan boots... 😏😏😏 Oh, for sure, if I’d run into locals, I probably would’ve shocked them? 😏
Anyway, as long as I’m not spitting on the floor at a restaurant or squatting on the side of a highway with a water bottle in hand...
Do you bring back customs from your travels?
After taking a little trip around the world, I came back a few months ago with an idea in mind.
I mostly do diving, and I love observing animals in their natural habitat without disturbing them.
During the trip, I realized it was quite complicated to know where and when to see certain species.
For example:
where to dive with sharks or manta rays where you might get a chance to swim with whales
I even discovered thresher sharks during my trip… I didn’t even know this species existed before, even though they’re incredible to see.
We spent a ton of time searching for info all over the place, especially on social media, without ever getting a clear picture.
So I started putting all this together on my own, in the form of a map, to make it easier to visualize where to go depending on the seasons.
I recently put a first version online (it’s called Fauneya). There are probably mistakes, inconsistencies, or things to improve, and that’s partly why I’m posting here.
I’d really love to know how you all go about planning this kind of trip.
I mostly do diving, and I love observing animals in their natural habitat without disturbing them.
During the trip, I realized it was quite complicated to know where and when to see certain species.
For example:
where to dive with sharks or manta rays where you might get a chance to swim with whales
I even discovered thresher sharks during my trip… I didn’t even know this species existed before, even though they’re incredible to see.
We spent a ton of time searching for info all over the place, especially on social media, without ever getting a clear picture.
So I started putting all this together on my own, in the form of a map, to make it easier to visualize where to go depending on the seasons.
I recently put a first version online (it’s called Fauneya). There are probably mistakes, inconsistencies, or things to improve, and that’s partly why I’m posting here.
I’d really love to know how you all go about planning this kind of trip.
As part of my Master’s thesis, I’m currently conducting a public survey on a topic that concerns all of us when planning a trip: artificial intelligence and the role of human contact in travel planning.
These days, we’re using more and more digital tools to find ideas, compare options, and book trips... but is the role of human advisors still essential? At what moments? And for what types of trips?
The survey is anonymous and takes about 7 minutes.
It’s aimed at anyone who travels (or has traveled) for leisure, whether you plan everything yourself or go through an agency.
Survey link: https://docs.google.com/forms/d/e/1FAIpQLSdkmBzW2QOE3_ZirhmdG8e2LQyaWLJxWUeyTR0LzpC8ytlufQ/viewform
Your response will be a huge help for my work and will contribute to a broader reflection on the future of the travel experience.
Thanks in advance to everyone who takes the time to participate!!
These days, we’re using more and more digital tools to find ideas, compare options, and book trips... but is the role of human advisors still essential? At what moments? And for what types of trips?
The survey is anonymous and takes about 7 minutes.
It’s aimed at anyone who travels (or has traveled) for leisure, whether you plan everything yourself or go through an agency.
Survey link: https://docs.google.com/forms/d/e/1FAIpQLSdkmBzW2QOE3_ZirhmdG8e2LQyaWLJxWUeyTR0LzpC8ytlufQ/viewform
Your response will be a huge help for my work and will contribute to a broader reflection on the future of the travel experience.
Thanks in advance to everyone who takes the time to participate!!
While browsing the forum to gather info for my upcoming trip to Thailand, I often see the terms "traveler," "great traveler," and also "tourist"—so what’s the nuance for you?
I've traveled quite a bit in Vietnam over the past few years—from the southern delta to bustling cities and even some small islands—but what really sticks with me is the north, the high mountains.
Up there, there's something different—maybe slower, more raw. The morning markets with ethnic groups, women in traditional clothes, the colors...
The stilt houses, kids following you and laughing for no reason, the terraced rice fields—it almost feels unreal at times, so vast and quiet, yet so human and simple.
You often hear that Sapa has become too touristy, and that's partly true, especially in the center. But as soon as you move a little farther away, everything changes quickly. The landscapes open up, encounters feel more natural, and you rediscover something truly authentic.
I think it's that contrast that struck me—the difference between what you imagine before going and what you actually discover when you take the time.
And you—what memory do you hold onto from Vietnam? A particular place that touched you more than others?
Hello,
We’re finalizing the plans for our upcoming trip to China in May 2025. The second-to-last stop will be in Zhangjiajie, where we’ve planned to stay for 2 full days before heading to Shanghai.
We’re traveling solo using local transport and have arranged to stay in the city of Zhangjiajie.
We’ve seen that there’s a lot to see: Tianmen Mountain, the Grand Canyon and the glass bridge, Zhangjiajie National Park, and that the sites are quite far apart with fairly expensive entry fees. We’re thinking of dedicating one day to the national park and the Grand Canyon (glass bridge) and one day to Tianmen Mountain. But we’re not sure if this plan is realistic—any thoughts would be much appreciated!
Do you know if it’s possible to get around on our own, or is it better to go through a local agency or book a package like the one sold by TravelChinaGuide? https://www.travelchinaguide.com/package/zhangjiajie/2days-tour.htm
Thanks in advance for your advice! Alod
We’ve seen that there’s a lot to see: Tianmen Mountain, the Grand Canyon and the glass bridge, Zhangjiajie National Park, and that the sites are quite far apart with fairly expensive entry fees. We’re thinking of dedicating one day to the national park and the Grand Canyon (glass bridge) and one day to Tianmen Mountain. But we’re not sure if this plan is realistic—any thoughts would be much appreciated!
Do you know if it’s possible to get around on our own, or is it better to go through a local agency or book a package like the one sold by TravelChinaGuide? https://www.travelchinaguide.com/package/zhangjiajie/2days-tour.htm
Thanks in advance for your advice! Alod
Hello 🙂
I should be serving a warming drink to the participants in the discussion about gardens and parks that provide us with beautiful photos, I could mention the delicious buttery scent wafting from bakeries in the thread about returning to France, but my heart, its powerful pulse that nourishes my entire being, is elsewhere.
Dasht-e Lut, Yazd, Esfahan, Bam, Kerman, Qeshm, Hormuz—a melody, a prayer at the heart of desire.
A dream, an unattainable fantasy? No. Not anymore. A very serious Italian travel agency is organizing this trip for 6 people this winter. I’m signed up, I’m going, I’m living. Maybe.
"But you’re completely crazy!!!!"
I know... I know that every civilization, every society has a vital need to create scapegoats to define and justify itself, pathetically. And Iran is one of them, top of the list. I laugh or sigh, and it doesn’t bother me.
But that unchanging red, deep red and garnet, so beautiful in itself, in all the Western chancelleries repeats, whispers, shouts: don’t go, don’t go, don’t go, you’re putting yourself in danger and we can’t do anything for you. You’ll be turned into mere bargaining chips, into arguments for endless negotiations. Fear must be instilled, its power absolutely preserved, no concessions made to the enemy. The information (how many French hostages, real or fake, compared to the number of travelers?) is always lacking.
Traveling becomes a merciless confrontation between desire, the vital pulse, and anxiety, its ghosts.
Catherine
I should be serving a warming drink to the participants in the discussion about gardens and parks that provide us with beautiful photos, I could mention the delicious buttery scent wafting from bakeries in the thread about returning to France, but my heart, its powerful pulse that nourishes my entire being, is elsewhere.
Dasht-e Lut, Yazd, Esfahan, Bam, Kerman, Qeshm, Hormuz—a melody, a prayer at the heart of desire.
A dream, an unattainable fantasy? No. Not anymore. A very serious Italian travel agency is organizing this trip for 6 people this winter. I’m signed up, I’m going, I’m living. Maybe.
"But you’re completely crazy!!!!"
I know... I know that every civilization, every society has a vital need to create scapegoats to define and justify itself, pathetically. And Iran is one of them, top of the list. I laugh or sigh, and it doesn’t bother me.
But that unchanging red, deep red and garnet, so beautiful in itself, in all the Western chancelleries repeats, whispers, shouts: don’t go, don’t go, don’t go, you’re putting yourself in danger and we can’t do anything for you. You’ll be turned into mere bargaining chips, into arguments for endless negotiations. Fear must be instilled, its power absolutely preserved, no concessions made to the enemy. The information (how many French hostages, real or fake, compared to the number of travelers?) is always lacking.
Traveling becomes a merciless confrontation between desire, the vital pulse, and anxiety, its ghosts.
Catherine
Hi everyone, here’s our itinerary. Arriving on the evening of December 13th. Departing on January 7th.
Thanks in advance for your tips and valuable feedback.
Manila – 1 night Coron – 4 nights Coron to El Nido cruise – 2 nights El Nido – 4 nights Port Barton – 5 nights Flight from Puerto Princesa to Vigan Vigan – 2 nights Sagada – 2 nights Banaue – 2 nights Bagabag – 1 night Manila – 1 night I’ve only booked the flight to Manila and the Manila/Coron flight so far. Is it possible to book boat trips, accommodations, and the Puerto Princesa flight last-minute?
Thanks in advance. Florence
Manila – 1 night Coron – 4 nights Coron to El Nido cruise – 2 nights El Nido – 4 nights Port Barton – 5 nights Flight from Puerto Princesa to Vigan Vigan – 2 nights Sagada – 2 nights Banaue – 2 nights Bagabag – 1 night Manila – 1 night I’ve only booked the flight to Manila and the Manila/Coron flight so far. Is it possible to book boat trips, accommodations, and the Puerto Princesa flight last-minute?
Thanks in advance. Florence
Really disappointed with Costa Rica! Pura vida? The scam of the century!
(Costa Rica pure emptiness).
The country where animals are free and people are in cages. 3 weeks in December in this country and never again. Imagine the trailer of a movie that seems interesting, and when you go see it, you realize it’s a flop and the best moments were in the trailer. Well, that’s exactly how we felt with Costa Rica pure emptiness. My wife and I have traveled quite a bit and didn’t expect to be so wrong about a place. On the main routes, we visited: San José Alajuela Limón, Cahuita, Puerto Viejo, Manzanillo (Caribbean side) Jaco, Quepos, Manuel Antonio (Pacific side) And a few short stops in intermediate towns.
Our dissatisfaction grew gradually like this:
When we arrived at the hotel, the taxi dropped us off on a small street in front of a white metal gate with ground-floor windows barred. We looked at it skeptically, but the sign matched. He approached the gate, rang the bell, the buzzer sounded, and the door opened slightly. The hotel wasn’t bad for the price, a 10-minute walk from downtown, but with a "Fleury-Mérogis" vibe guaranteed.
So far, so good.
After showering and regaining our bearings, we headed downtown. What started to unsettle us on the way was seeing houses with bars on the ground-floor windows and even on the second floor. At first, we thought the hotel’s neighborhood wasn’t great.
Downtown San José: It’s a generic city, not very exotic, with a pedestrian street and a small mercado where you can eat local food without frills. Very few tourists—if any—which let you blend in with the locals. We had lunch and struggled to make ourselves understood because, aside from one or two shops, English wasn’t spoken. On the way back to the hotel, we took a different route, and while chatting and strolling, my wife pointed out a beautiful two-story white house completely barricaded like Fort Knox. From that moment, we started noticing the facades of houses and buildings, and wow, it was creepy—most looked like prisons, some even with barbed wire. Though put off, we told ourselves it was probably a big-city thing and the rest of the country couldn’t be like this.
So far, so good.
We relaxed at the hotel and had a drink at the bar. Night falls early, around 5:30 PM. By 7:30 PM, we headed back downtown for dinner. A bit unsettling for a capital—downtown was almost deserted, and aside from fast-food chains, very few restaurants were open, with hardly anyone on the streets. Bars with security guards out front. I won’t say we felt unsafe that night, but once it got dark, we realized the bars on the windows weren’t for nothing. First day in, and our impression was already mixed.
The next day, we explored the city and surroundings, and our feelings didn’t change.
So far, so good.
Off to Cahuita by bus—4 hours of travel. The landscapes are very green but quickly become monotonous. The road runs alongside the forest and passes through a few towns and villages, and even in the countryside, there were just as many prison-like houses. The bus dropped us off at Cahuita’s terminal station—only four of us got off. It’s a village, or rather, a small town. Cahuita is basically one straight road and a perpendicular one, and honestly, doubt started to creep in. A few restaurants that add 13% tax and 10% service charge—so 23% extra. We dropped our stuff at the hotel and went to explore. In 20 minutes, we’d seen it all. We had lunch and planned to check out the famous park. Entry is by donation—well, the "entry" is a joke. There’s a path along the forest by the sea, and that’s it.
Nothing’s going right anymore.
We thought it was a total scam, but since we hadn’t gone far, we decided to come back the next day to explore further. We returned to the hotel, relaxed, and around 8:00 PM, we went out for dinner. Only two restaurants were open, and the streets were deserted.
Creepy!
The next day, we explored the so-called park more thoroughly and really got it. A path along the forest by the sea—2 hours there and 2 hours back, where you see animals that feel like showing their faces. A total joke—"all that for this?"
The beach was full of wood debris and coconut husks. We wondered if the photos online were edited because the sea, very rough, wasn’t the azure blue we’d seen in pictures. But calling this a park is a joke—it’s like a new concept.
When we thought about the reviews online, we started to suspect that professionals with interests in the country were monitoring and countering any negative feedback that could harm their business. Too bad we didn’t check the negative reviews beforehand—we did while we were there, and it helped. We wondered if we’d become too demanding after all our travels, but no—when something’s bad, it’s bad.
Manuel Antonio’s park is even more ridiculous—there’s a short path along the sea for about 500 meters, and then nothing. You have to climb through mud and hack your way through the forest. We ended up barefoot because the mud was up to our calves. All that to see a raccoon and a few parrots flying overhead.
We didn’t expect Noah’s Ark, but we’ve seen more animals in Bali, Mexico, and Thailand while visiting temples or just walking around than in these so-called parks!
Puerto Viejo, not far from Cahuita and supposedly livelier—well, it couldn’t be worse! According to Lonely Planet, it had a Caribbean vibe and wild nights, but maybe that was a long time ago. The good reggae music playing everywhere isn’t enough.
In the evening, Puerto Viejo was a bit livelier than Cahuita, but that’s not saying much. Very few tourists—if any—no night market, just two or three shops open selling $20 T-shirts. Same vibe as San José.
No big deal—we enjoyed the beach and the sun, which was reliable. Our itinerary was supposed to include Tortuguero Park, but after talking to other travelers who’d just been, we changed our minds, knowing we’d be visiting Manuel Antonio Park on the Pacific side.
To get back to the Pacific side, you have to take the bus and go through San José again—5 hours this time—then switch bus terminals and another 4.5 hours to Quepos. A stopover town to get to Manuel Antonio’s beach and park! A town just like the others we’d seen—deserted as soon as the sun sets, and not exactly bustling during the day either. (Where are all the tourists?)
Still as many bars on the windows and that feeling of being in the wrong place.
7 km later: Manuel Antonio beach and park. The beach is very beautiful and quite large, but don’t expect turquoise blue water—the waves stir up the sand, giving the water a brownish color. Along the beach, shops and restaurants for about 300 meters, and then nothing. At night, after sunset, the town shuts down too.
Manuel Antonio Park is highly praised for its wildlife, so we were eager to see it. When you express dissatisfaction with Cahuita or Manzanillo parks, the response is always, "But you should’ve gone to Monteverde or Manuel Antonio!" No matter what you do or say, they’ll tell you, "You should’ve gone there or here."
Back to our famous park—entry was about $16, and contrary to what we’d heard, it wasn’t crowded! Guides at the entrance with spotting scopes offered their services for about $30. The park: a mix of boardwalk and dirt paths through the forest, sometimes running alongside beautiful coves and beaches. As soon as we entered, a crowd was taking photos of a deer eating leaves. A little further on, a guide with a group of five stopped. The guide raised his arm and set up his spotting scope! He showed them, about 100 meters away, a hummingbird perched on a branch. Some, looking through the scope, exclaimed, "Oh my God! Amazing! Incredible!" For a moment, we thought they’d discovered a unicorn or were in Jurassic Park and had just crossed paths with a T-Rex! The concept is comical—looking at a bird or another animal through a spotting scope because it’s too far away. Isn’t that what TV is for? For our part, we saw monkeys, ants, an armadillo, an iguana, and the backside of a sloth climbing a tree. Amazing, incredible!
We stayed a few days in Manuel Antonio to enjoy the beach, changing hotels often because prices varied wildly from one day to the next for shameful services. On top of that, they’d quote a price in dollars and convert it at their discretion—thieves!
Alajuela, a city near the airport, has a two-story mall and a local market downtown! No interest except its proximity to the airport.
What we liked:
The climate and, in hindsight, San José—the most authentic city we visited.
What we didn’t like, in addition to what we’ve already mentioned:
Costa Ricans aren’t very friendly or communicative. English is barely spoken, not even by doctors at Quepos Hospital, where my wife ended up with food poisoning (thanks, Google Translate). The widespread obesity among Costa Ricans, who eat like Americans. The insecurity. The eco-hipsters who leave their $150 lodges in minivans with guides to visit parks and other sites, then return to barricade themselves in their fortresses at nightfall (oh my God, amazing, incredible). The blue signs at the entrance of towns that accept this payment method: "We accept American Express." Parking lots that become paid just because a guy is watching your car. Prices displayed in dollars. The cost of living (hotels, restaurants, taxes). Landscapes that are too green and not flowery enough. Beaches—nothing exceptional. Pollution in cities where big American trucks rule. Sewage dumped directly into the sea. Aside from the jungle, there’s nothing to visit—no ruins, monuments, or anything worth seeing.
In short, my wife and I think the hype about this supposedly eco-friendly country is overrated. It’s just the trendy destination of the moment. There are much better, cheaper, and more authentic places. In hindsight, we keep the good memories and our beautiful photos, but if we had to do it over...
Before signing off, a little message to those who don’t like hearing opinions different from theirs: Well, some things aren’t up for debate. And to those who’d have us believe that in 3 weeks, we don’t have the right to criticize a country or express our feelings—how can you praise it in so little time? What a scam. Costa Rica is a money pit. Pura vida? Pure cosmic emptiness.
If you like spending your evenings barricaded in your cozy hotel after dark, this country is for you. For everyone else: run!
The country where animals are free and people are in cages. 3 weeks in December in this country and never again. Imagine the trailer of a movie that seems interesting, and when you go see it, you realize it’s a flop and the best moments were in the trailer. Well, that’s exactly how we felt with Costa Rica pure emptiness. My wife and I have traveled quite a bit and didn’t expect to be so wrong about a place. On the main routes, we visited: San José Alajuela Limón, Cahuita, Puerto Viejo, Manzanillo (Caribbean side) Jaco, Quepos, Manuel Antonio (Pacific side) And a few short stops in intermediate towns.
Our dissatisfaction grew gradually like this:
When we arrived at the hotel, the taxi dropped us off on a small street in front of a white metal gate with ground-floor windows barred. We looked at it skeptically, but the sign matched. He approached the gate, rang the bell, the buzzer sounded, and the door opened slightly. The hotel wasn’t bad for the price, a 10-minute walk from downtown, but with a "Fleury-Mérogis" vibe guaranteed.
So far, so good.
After showering and regaining our bearings, we headed downtown. What started to unsettle us on the way was seeing houses with bars on the ground-floor windows and even on the second floor. At first, we thought the hotel’s neighborhood wasn’t great.
Downtown San José: It’s a generic city, not very exotic, with a pedestrian street and a small mercado where you can eat local food without frills. Very few tourists—if any—which let you blend in with the locals. We had lunch and struggled to make ourselves understood because, aside from one or two shops, English wasn’t spoken. On the way back to the hotel, we took a different route, and while chatting and strolling, my wife pointed out a beautiful two-story white house completely barricaded like Fort Knox. From that moment, we started noticing the facades of houses and buildings, and wow, it was creepy—most looked like prisons, some even with barbed wire. Though put off, we told ourselves it was probably a big-city thing and the rest of the country couldn’t be like this.
So far, so good.
We relaxed at the hotel and had a drink at the bar. Night falls early, around 5:30 PM. By 7:30 PM, we headed back downtown for dinner. A bit unsettling for a capital—downtown was almost deserted, and aside from fast-food chains, very few restaurants were open, with hardly anyone on the streets. Bars with security guards out front. I won’t say we felt unsafe that night, but once it got dark, we realized the bars on the windows weren’t for nothing. First day in, and our impression was already mixed.
The next day, we explored the city and surroundings, and our feelings didn’t change.
So far, so good.
Off to Cahuita by bus—4 hours of travel. The landscapes are very green but quickly become monotonous. The road runs alongside the forest and passes through a few towns and villages, and even in the countryside, there were just as many prison-like houses. The bus dropped us off at Cahuita’s terminal station—only four of us got off. It’s a village, or rather, a small town. Cahuita is basically one straight road and a perpendicular one, and honestly, doubt started to creep in. A few restaurants that add 13% tax and 10% service charge—so 23% extra. We dropped our stuff at the hotel and went to explore. In 20 minutes, we’d seen it all. We had lunch and planned to check out the famous park. Entry is by donation—well, the "entry" is a joke. There’s a path along the forest by the sea, and that’s it.
Nothing’s going right anymore.
We thought it was a total scam, but since we hadn’t gone far, we decided to come back the next day to explore further. We returned to the hotel, relaxed, and around 8:00 PM, we went out for dinner. Only two restaurants were open, and the streets were deserted.
Creepy!
The next day, we explored the so-called park more thoroughly and really got it. A path along the forest by the sea—2 hours there and 2 hours back, where you see animals that feel like showing their faces. A total joke—"all that for this?"
The beach was full of wood debris and coconut husks. We wondered if the photos online were edited because the sea, very rough, wasn’t the azure blue we’d seen in pictures. But calling this a park is a joke—it’s like a new concept.
When we thought about the reviews online, we started to suspect that professionals with interests in the country were monitoring and countering any negative feedback that could harm their business. Too bad we didn’t check the negative reviews beforehand—we did while we were there, and it helped. We wondered if we’d become too demanding after all our travels, but no—when something’s bad, it’s bad.
Manuel Antonio’s park is even more ridiculous—there’s a short path along the sea for about 500 meters, and then nothing. You have to climb through mud and hack your way through the forest. We ended up barefoot because the mud was up to our calves. All that to see a raccoon and a few parrots flying overhead.
We didn’t expect Noah’s Ark, but we’ve seen more animals in Bali, Mexico, and Thailand while visiting temples or just walking around than in these so-called parks!
Puerto Viejo, not far from Cahuita and supposedly livelier—well, it couldn’t be worse! According to Lonely Planet, it had a Caribbean vibe and wild nights, but maybe that was a long time ago. The good reggae music playing everywhere isn’t enough.
In the evening, Puerto Viejo was a bit livelier than Cahuita, but that’s not saying much. Very few tourists—if any—no night market, just two or three shops open selling $20 T-shirts. Same vibe as San José.
No big deal—we enjoyed the beach and the sun, which was reliable. Our itinerary was supposed to include Tortuguero Park, but after talking to other travelers who’d just been, we changed our minds, knowing we’d be visiting Manuel Antonio Park on the Pacific side.
To get back to the Pacific side, you have to take the bus and go through San José again—5 hours this time—then switch bus terminals and another 4.5 hours to Quepos. A stopover town to get to Manuel Antonio’s beach and park! A town just like the others we’d seen—deserted as soon as the sun sets, and not exactly bustling during the day either. (Where are all the tourists?)
Still as many bars on the windows and that feeling of being in the wrong place.
7 km later: Manuel Antonio beach and park. The beach is very beautiful and quite large, but don’t expect turquoise blue water—the waves stir up the sand, giving the water a brownish color. Along the beach, shops and restaurants for about 300 meters, and then nothing. At night, after sunset, the town shuts down too.
Manuel Antonio Park is highly praised for its wildlife, so we were eager to see it. When you express dissatisfaction with Cahuita or Manzanillo parks, the response is always, "But you should’ve gone to Monteverde or Manuel Antonio!" No matter what you do or say, they’ll tell you, "You should’ve gone there or here."
Back to our famous park—entry was about $16, and contrary to what we’d heard, it wasn’t crowded! Guides at the entrance with spotting scopes offered their services for about $30. The park: a mix of boardwalk and dirt paths through the forest, sometimes running alongside beautiful coves and beaches. As soon as we entered, a crowd was taking photos of a deer eating leaves. A little further on, a guide with a group of five stopped. The guide raised his arm and set up his spotting scope! He showed them, about 100 meters away, a hummingbird perched on a branch. Some, looking through the scope, exclaimed, "Oh my God! Amazing! Incredible!" For a moment, we thought they’d discovered a unicorn or were in Jurassic Park and had just crossed paths with a T-Rex! The concept is comical—looking at a bird or another animal through a spotting scope because it’s too far away. Isn’t that what TV is for? For our part, we saw monkeys, ants, an armadillo, an iguana, and the backside of a sloth climbing a tree. Amazing, incredible!
We stayed a few days in Manuel Antonio to enjoy the beach, changing hotels often because prices varied wildly from one day to the next for shameful services. On top of that, they’d quote a price in dollars and convert it at their discretion—thieves!
Alajuela, a city near the airport, has a two-story mall and a local market downtown! No interest except its proximity to the airport.
What we liked:
The climate and, in hindsight, San José—the most authentic city we visited.
What we didn’t like, in addition to what we’ve already mentioned:
Costa Ricans aren’t very friendly or communicative. English is barely spoken, not even by doctors at Quepos Hospital, where my wife ended up with food poisoning (thanks, Google Translate). The widespread obesity among Costa Ricans, who eat like Americans. The insecurity. The eco-hipsters who leave their $150 lodges in minivans with guides to visit parks and other sites, then return to barricade themselves in their fortresses at nightfall (oh my God, amazing, incredible). The blue signs at the entrance of towns that accept this payment method: "We accept American Express." Parking lots that become paid just because a guy is watching your car. Prices displayed in dollars. The cost of living (hotels, restaurants, taxes). Landscapes that are too green and not flowery enough. Beaches—nothing exceptional. Pollution in cities where big American trucks rule. Sewage dumped directly into the sea. Aside from the jungle, there’s nothing to visit—no ruins, monuments, or anything worth seeing.
In short, my wife and I think the hype about this supposedly eco-friendly country is overrated. It’s just the trendy destination of the moment. There are much better, cheaper, and more authentic places. In hindsight, we keep the good memories and our beautiful photos, but if we had to do it over...
Before signing off, a little message to those who don’t like hearing opinions different from theirs: Well, some things aren’t up for debate. And to those who’d have us believe that in 3 weeks, we don’t have the right to criticize a country or express our feelings—how can you praise it in so little time? What a scam. Costa Rica is a money pit. Pura vida? Pure cosmic emptiness.
If you like spending your evenings barricaded in your cozy hotel after dark, this country is for you. For everyone else: run!
Hello,
Since the war between Russia and Ukraine, nothing is simple anymore for traveling to Belarus due to sanctions.
No more direct flights from the EU to Minsk.
Driving is a huge hassle, especially crossing through Poland at the only open border in Brest—you can wait 2, 3, or even 4 days just to get through by car.
The least painful driving option is to come via Lithuania and cross at the only open border, with a minimum wait time of 8 hours, sometimes up to 20 hours or more!!
Controls are very strict and annoying on both the Lithuanian and Belarusian sides. Avoid bringing alcohol, food, or cigarettes—everything will end up in the trash, especially when leaving Belarus for Vilnius, where the Lithuanians are tough, even with EU citizens.
The joy I once knew when visiting my wife in Minsk is sadly over—it’s now a real ordeal.
The fastest solution is to fly. My wife travels to France by taking a bus to Kaunas in Lithuania, where you can catch a flight (though not daily) to Paris Beauvais or Charleroi in Belgium with Ryanair, for example. For the return trip, it’s the same: a flight to Kaunas and then a direct bus from the airport to Minsk. The bus crossing is quicker than driving—the 250 km journey, including border checks, takes about 6 to 8 hours for buses leaving Lithuania around midnight, but controls are still strict at the border. The biggest challenge is finding flight schedules that align with the bus routes between the two countries, given the unpredictable border crossing times. Now, my wife travels via Charleroi in Belgium (near Brussels), and you can take a train to Paris. Alternatively, you can fly into Beauvais and take a bus to Paris (Porte Maillot). For those driving, note that EU insurance and assistance policies no longer work in Belarus or Russia. You’ll need to get local insurance, usually limited to third-party liability (I don’t think full coverage exists?), as well as mandatory medical insurance. This is available at the border. You now have to pay highway tolls—no more BELTOLL boxes. Instead, you pay a flat fee for the duration of your stay. Stop at the first gas station after crossing from Lithuania to fill up on fuel and cigarettes. From what I know, Lithuania bans carrying more than 60 € in cash, but there’s no limit for USD (though it’s capped at $10,000??). With a Visa card, you can now withdraw 1,000 rubles per week (about 270 €)—two months ago, it was only 500 rubles!! For now, you can still pay by card in shops and gas stations. However, major retailers like KORONA (which may be Russian-owned??) no longer accept foreign Visa cards. Unfortunately, the additional sanctions announced by the U.S. on August 5, 2025, against Russia—and possibly Belarus—aren’t promising for the future. After 20 years of visiting Belarus, I’m truly saddened to see the joy of living in this country with my wonderful wife turn into such a bleak situation, all because of human folly.
The fastest solution is to fly. My wife travels to France by taking a bus to Kaunas in Lithuania, where you can catch a flight (though not daily) to Paris Beauvais or Charleroi in Belgium with Ryanair, for example. For the return trip, it’s the same: a flight to Kaunas and then a direct bus from the airport to Minsk. The bus crossing is quicker than driving—the 250 km journey, including border checks, takes about 6 to 8 hours for buses leaving Lithuania around midnight, but controls are still strict at the border. The biggest challenge is finding flight schedules that align with the bus routes between the two countries, given the unpredictable border crossing times. Now, my wife travels via Charleroi in Belgium (near Brussels), and you can take a train to Paris. Alternatively, you can fly into Beauvais and take a bus to Paris (Porte Maillot). For those driving, note that EU insurance and assistance policies no longer work in Belarus or Russia. You’ll need to get local insurance, usually limited to third-party liability (I don’t think full coverage exists?), as well as mandatory medical insurance. This is available at the border. You now have to pay highway tolls—no more BELTOLL boxes. Instead, you pay a flat fee for the duration of your stay. Stop at the first gas station after crossing from Lithuania to fill up on fuel and cigarettes. From what I know, Lithuania bans carrying more than 60 € in cash, but there’s no limit for USD (though it’s capped at $10,000??). With a Visa card, you can now withdraw 1,000 rubles per week (about 270 €)—two months ago, it was only 500 rubles!! For now, you can still pay by card in shops and gas stations. However, major retailers like KORONA (which may be Russian-owned??) no longer accept foreign Visa cards. Unfortunately, the additional sanctions announced by the U.S. on August 5, 2025, against Russia—and possibly Belarus—aren’t promising for the future. After 20 years of visiting Belarus, I’m truly saddened to see the joy of living in this country with my wonderful wife turn into such a bleak situation, all because of human folly.
Hi everyone!
I’m putting together our travel itinerary for Veneto at the end of April. And the more I look and research potential sites to visit, the more I find!
We’ll only be there for a week—my family and I—including 3 days in Venice. So we have to make some choices...
I plan to rent a car when we arrive in Venice and head straight to Bergamo, which would be our first stop. We’d leave the car at the airport when we return to Venice so we can explore the city at our leisure.
What do you think: 1 night in Bergamo (a 2h15 drive from Venice airport), 1 night in Garda, 1 night in Verona, 1 in Padua, and 3 in Venice—would that be doable?
Thanks in advance for your tips and experiences! :)
What do you think: 1 night in Bergamo (a 2h15 drive from Venice airport), 1 night in Garda, 1 night in Verona, 1 in Padua, and 3 in Venice—would that be doable?
Thanks in advance for your tips and experiences! :)
Now that the curtain has fallen on the past year, it’s time to see what’s happening around here.
It seems pretty quiet, but I’ll read more in detail later.
First, I need to tell you all an anecdote.
My eldest little girl, in her third year of law school, was really scared she wouldn’t pass the year. I told her: “Trust yourself, you’ve worked so hard, and worst case, if you fail, you’ll just redo the year.” “But I don’t think I’ll make it—they changed the rules, and if I mess up even one unit, I have to start all over.” I knew her grades weren’t exactly stellar, and with what I was about to say, I wasn’t taking much of a risk. “Here’s the deal, sweetheart: if you pass, I promise I’ll take you to India, just the two of us.” I have to admit, India is a country I’ve talked about so much to all my grandchildren that in their minds, it’s become a magical, mythical place (hmm).
July had barely begun when my phone rang, her name flashing on the screen. “Mamido, I did it!” My promise came rushing back—oh no, oh no, oh no! “Congratulations, sweetheart!” A little shyly, she said: “Is the India trip still on?”
And me, replying: “Of course it is!”
And that’s that—a promise is a promise, or you risk losing that precious trust that keeps hearts warm and at peace.
We’re leaving in February. Only 8 days—yikes, the carbon footprint! But we can’t miss her tutorials, or she’ll be kicked out. Personally, that works just fine for me.
Going to India has become a challenge for me. It’s far, it’s exhausting, I sweat, I hate mosquitoes, the spices bother my mouth when I used to love them. There’s noise all the time—at night, the dogs bark nonstop, and we almost get run over. I’ll get lost in the streets because my sense of direction has vanished. I don’t like rice anymore. All that chaos and those cultural differences that once enchanted me now just overwhelm me. But I promised.
The upside—and it’s a big one—Raman, the same driver I’ve had forever, will be at the airport with a sign with our names. We’ll stop at the same little shop for chai (or tea, plain and simple) with that aroma that intoxicates me, halfway through the trip.
It’ll be a tiny trip—staying with friends, I’ll show her a few places I love: Chidambaram, Mamallapuram, and the clinic where I worked. Then we’ll head back. My little girl will go home to her parents.
As for me, I’ll leave right away for our Scottish island with Homme for our chilly winter.
How can you love a country so much you want to live there, then suddenly reject it, no longer able to appreciate what once made it special? That’s the mystery of love, I guess.
First, I need to tell you all an anecdote.
My eldest little girl, in her third year of law school, was really scared she wouldn’t pass the year. I told her: “Trust yourself, you’ve worked so hard, and worst case, if you fail, you’ll just redo the year.” “But I don’t think I’ll make it—they changed the rules, and if I mess up even one unit, I have to start all over.” I knew her grades weren’t exactly stellar, and with what I was about to say, I wasn’t taking much of a risk. “Here’s the deal, sweetheart: if you pass, I promise I’ll take you to India, just the two of us.” I have to admit, India is a country I’ve talked about so much to all my grandchildren that in their minds, it’s become a magical, mythical place (hmm).
July had barely begun when my phone rang, her name flashing on the screen. “Mamido, I did it!” My promise came rushing back—oh no, oh no, oh no! “Congratulations, sweetheart!” A little shyly, she said: “Is the India trip still on?”
And me, replying: “Of course it is!”
And that’s that—a promise is a promise, or you risk losing that precious trust that keeps hearts warm and at peace.
We’re leaving in February. Only 8 days—yikes, the carbon footprint! But we can’t miss her tutorials, or she’ll be kicked out. Personally, that works just fine for me.
Going to India has become a challenge for me. It’s far, it’s exhausting, I sweat, I hate mosquitoes, the spices bother my mouth when I used to love them. There’s noise all the time—at night, the dogs bark nonstop, and we almost get run over. I’ll get lost in the streets because my sense of direction has vanished. I don’t like rice anymore. All that chaos and those cultural differences that once enchanted me now just overwhelm me. But I promised.
The upside—and it’s a big one—Raman, the same driver I’ve had forever, will be at the airport with a sign with our names. We’ll stop at the same little shop for chai (or tea, plain and simple) with that aroma that intoxicates me, halfway through the trip.
It’ll be a tiny trip—staying with friends, I’ll show her a few places I love: Chidambaram, Mamallapuram, and the clinic where I worked. Then we’ll head back. My little girl will go home to her parents.
As for me, I’ll leave right away for our Scottish island with Homme for our chilly winter.
How can you love a country so much you want to live there, then suddenly reject it, no longer able to appreciate what once made it special? That’s the mystery of love, I guess.
I’ve visited the U.S. four times myself, including two long road trips. The last one was just this past August...
I won’t be going back. I already felt guilty last August, but recent policies have finally convinced me: the humiliation of Zelensky, authoritarian excesses, Gestapo-like methods for detaining people of foreign origin, the murder of innocent people (a mother shot dead), corruption, insane "tariffs," skyrocketing healthcare costs for Americans, the abduction of foreign figures to secure oil, the requirement to disclose social media accounts, and now... threats and blackmail to forcibly take Greenland—a region that belongs to Denmark and thus the European Union!
The reality is that simply posting this could get me denied entry to the U.S.!
In this context, I just can’t keep spending money there. I loved my trips, but there are so many other countries with stunning landscapes to explore.
So I get why you’d want to travel there. I did, and I loved it. But once a country no longer respects any of the values that made us love it, why go?
How can we even consider traveling to a country that threatens to take one of our territories by force?
I won’t be going back. I already felt guilty last August, but recent policies have finally convinced me: the humiliation of Zelensky, authoritarian excesses, Gestapo-like methods for detaining people of foreign origin, the murder of innocent people (a mother shot dead), corruption, insane "tariffs," skyrocketing healthcare costs for Americans, the abduction of foreign figures to secure oil, the requirement to disclose social media accounts, and now... threats and blackmail to forcibly take Greenland—a region that belongs to Denmark and thus the European Union!
The reality is that simply posting this could get me denied entry to the U.S.!
In this context, I just can’t keep spending money there. I loved my trips, but there are so many other countries with stunning landscapes to explore.
So I get why you’d want to travel there. I did, and I loved it. But once a country no longer respects any of the values that made us love it, why go?
How can we even consider traveling to a country that threatens to take one of our territories by force?
Hi there,
While reading some travel journals, I notice that we always reflect on the people of the countries we visit.
I’d love to hear your thoughts on which people charmed you the most during your travels?
I’m not looking for controversy, just reflections and personal feelings. Looking forward to reading your replies...
While reading some travel journals, I notice that we always reflect on the people of the countries we visit.
I’d love to hear your thoughts on which people charmed you the most during your travels?
I’m not looking for controversy, just reflections and personal feelings. Looking forward to reading your replies...
Hello everyone,
Controversial topic? Not necessarily—maybe just a reflection on a world to come.
I spent the last 15 days of August on a cruise in Greenland, from Kangerlussuaq to Tasiilaq.
I was utterly amazed by this unique world of rock and ice, the little houses in every color, a simple life that’s also complicated by isolation and climate, among other things...
I carry in my heart the kindness of the people I met, the raw and gentle majesty of the icebergs, the colors of the sky...
So, I can’t even imagine a massive presence of raw material prospectors, heavy machinery requiring roads to be built—if that’s even possible—changing their way of life... putting sled dogs out to pasture!
Do fast food and Greenland’s northern lights really mix?
I wouldn’t trade my memories for an ESTA!
All opinions are respectable, which is why this isn’t a controversy—but I’m sorry, I have a soft spot for *my* Greenland.
Best regards,
So, I can’t even imagine a massive presence of raw material prospectors, heavy machinery requiring roads to be built—if that’s even possible—changing their way of life... putting sled dogs out to pasture!
Do fast food and Greenland’s northern lights really mix?
I wouldn’t trade my memories for an ESTA!
All opinions are respectable, which is why this isn’t a controversy—but I’m sorry, I have a soft spot for *my* Greenland.
Best regards,

Hello to all East Africa lovers and nature enthusiasts in general,
While I prepare to share a recap of our latest trip/safari in Kenya soon, I’d like to wish you all a peaceful transition between 2025 and 2026.
Warm regards,
Puma2A.





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We’re a couple aged 58 and 63. We’ve just returned from a wonderful trip to South India in Tamil Nadu and a few days in Kerala. We traveled with a local French-speaking guide and his friend, the driver. They both live in Pondicherry. We spent 3 weeks with them in the most authentic way!
We covered just over 2,500 km and visited not only temples but also archaeological sites, museums, and small artisanal businesses making tiles, tea, sculptures, bronze, and silk spinning. We were lucky enough to visit a public school, attend a wedding, and even a death announcement in a small countryside village. We were fully immersed in the culture, food, noise, and colors—it was incredible!
The hotels and guesthouses we chose were very clean and mostly quiet. We’re returning from India with amazing discoveries!
We’re happy to share more info if you’d like! M-Claire and Jean
We covered just over 2,500 km and visited not only temples but also archaeological sites, museums, and small artisanal businesses making tiles, tea, sculptures, bronze, and silk spinning. We were lucky enough to visit a public school, attend a wedding, and even a death announcement in a small countryside village. We were fully immersed in the culture, food, noise, and colors—it was incredible!
The hotels and guesthouses we chose were very clean and mostly quiet. We’re returning from India with amazing discoveries!
We’re happy to share more info if you’d like! M-Claire and Jean
This catchy and somewhat mysterious title comes from several questions I’ve been asking myself.
VF has been back open for a reasonable number of weeks and months now. The number of visitors overall matches past averages, but the number of members online in the last 24 hours seems relatively lower than what we used to see.
Yet, to my surprise, I’m seeing fewer travel journals, way fewer messages, and way fewer questions. I don’t see many new registered users online, and I notice a number of members who are logged in but either aren’t participating or have stopped participating.
Something’s not adding up for me because, in my opinion, VF is still appealing, and I don’t see which other sites could really compete.
Was there a real break between pre- and post-Covid? Does it just take more time for some people to discover the site or learn that it’s active again? Do people now prefer quick consumption on sites like FB or others I’m not familiar with? Where have the site’s old-timers gone, and what are they doing with their time now? What’s really going on here?
VF has been back open for a reasonable number of weeks and months now. The number of visitors overall matches past averages, but the number of members online in the last 24 hours seems relatively lower than what we used to see.
Yet, to my surprise, I’m seeing fewer travel journals, way fewer messages, and way fewer questions. I don’t see many new registered users online, and I notice a number of members who are logged in but either aren’t participating or have stopped participating.
Something’s not adding up for me because, in my opinion, VF is still appealing, and I don’t see which other sites could really compete.
Was there a real break between pre- and post-Covid? Does it just take more time for some people to discover the site or learn that it’s active again? Do people now prefer quick consumption on sites like FB or others I’m not familiar with? Where have the site’s old-timers gone, and what are they doing with their time now? What’s really going on here?
Hi there,
This isn’t exactly a traveler’s question... I’d like to know who handles the technical side of this forum?
I run a similar forum on a different topic (unrecognized children), and we’re dealing with a few technical issues that are slowly killing our forum... so I’d have one or two questions to ask 😊.
Also, I was wondering who created this forum... who the administrators or moderators are, etc.
I think this forum is great. Much better than Facebook, which I’ve been using since it shut down (so I’m happy to see it’s working again...)
This isn’t exactly a traveler’s question... I’d like to know who handles the technical side of this forum?
I run a similar forum on a different topic (unrecognized children), and we’re dealing with a few technical issues that are slowly killing our forum... so I’d have one or two questions to ask 😊.
Also, I was wondering who created this forum... who the administrators or moderators are, etc.
I think this forum is great. Much better than Facebook, which I’ve been using since it shut down (so I’m happy to see it’s working again...)
Hi there, I’ve been traveling for 18 years now, at least 6 months a year, and as the years go by, I actually enjoy coming back to France more and more—a feeling I struggled with at first. I mean, we always think the grass is greener elsewhere.
But in the end, I find meaning in that saying about how there’s no place like home. I still love traveling just as much, but now my trips are shorter, and I enjoy spending more time in our beautiful country, even though I don’t hesitate to criticize it.
How about you? How do you handle coming back from your travels?
A few years ago, I went with a group of friends to lend a hand at a small rural school near Thiès, Senegal.
It was a relaxed but hardworking atmosphere—hands in the mortar, laughter, exchanges, and everything that a COOPERATION project can bring.
Today, the little project is flying on its own.
Wanting to explore Senegal’s riches, we set off for some tourism in the Siné Saloum. One girl in our group fell ill (a malaria attack), and we decided to take her to see a doctor at a large tourist complex nearby. Despite her condition, we had to "show our credentials" (if I may say so) just to get in. She was treated and has been fine since.
This "stop" at a Club Med-style resort with a Teutonic twist—resembling Le Grau-du-Roi but fancier—was a horror show for us: pools, massive artificial basins dyed blue, pink, or green (!!!!), animators shouting around wet T-shirt contests or coconut tree climbing, and sunburned (or sun-pinked) *toubabs*. The entire hotel was surrounded by a huge wall, behind which a small souvenir-seller slum had sprung up, worthy of Dakar’s outer neighborhoods. On leaving, we saw a minibus of guests returning from an "excursion," loaded with masks, fabrics, and djembés—African souvenirs? Maybe those will be *theirs*? What impression did the kids clustered at the hotel gates get? What about the Black servers in "traditional African costumes," serving cocktails and ice cream nonstop?
For me, who experienced Africa very young and in the bush, this remains a haunting image.
On VF, this kind of vacation doesn’t seem to be the norm among users, and that’s exactly why I signed up.
Have you ever experienced this kind of interstellar travel? Do you understand the Martians? Are their motivations peaceful?
Wanting to explore Senegal’s riches, we set off for some tourism in the Siné Saloum. One girl in our group fell ill (a malaria attack), and we decided to take her to see a doctor at a large tourist complex nearby. Despite her condition, we had to "show our credentials" (if I may say so) just to get in. She was treated and has been fine since.
This "stop" at a Club Med-style resort with a Teutonic twist—resembling Le Grau-du-Roi but fancier—was a horror show for us: pools, massive artificial basins dyed blue, pink, or green (!!!!), animators shouting around wet T-shirt contests or coconut tree climbing, and sunburned (or sun-pinked) *toubabs*. The entire hotel was surrounded by a huge wall, behind which a small souvenir-seller slum had sprung up, worthy of Dakar’s outer neighborhoods. On leaving, we saw a minibus of guests returning from an "excursion," loaded with masks, fabrics, and djembés—African souvenirs? Maybe those will be *theirs*? What impression did the kids clustered at the hotel gates get? What about the Black servers in "traditional African costumes," serving cocktails and ice cream nonstop?
For me, who experienced Africa very young and in the bush, this remains a haunting image.
On VF, this kind of vacation doesn’t seem to be the norm among users, and that’s exactly why I signed up.
Have you ever experienced this kind of interstellar travel? Do you understand the Martians? Are their motivations peaceful?
Hi everyone.
I’ve been wondering: Is it still reasonable to rent a car in the U.S.?
Apparently, since early January 2025—and very quietly—the most important insurance coverage, namely the driver’s civil liability, has seen its coverage amount drop from $1 million to just $300,000. This coverage is supposed to protect us from damages we might be responsible for while driving. We can go decades without a single scrape (especially if it’s our fault), but anything can happen in a split second. A motorcycle appearing out of nowhere, a misjudgment at one of those huge intersections with staggered traffic lights, and suddenly we could be deemed at fault for the accident. We’d then have to pay out of pocket for the other party’s medical expenses. Given what hospitals charge... it can easily exceed $300,000 and turn into a nightmare in no time!!! Plus, anyone who’s driven on American roads has seen those billboards for lawyers offering their services to accident victims. So on top of the sky-high medical bill, the lawyer will demand compensation worthy of a Hollywood movie!!!! So, is it even worth getting behind the wheel in America anymore? Well... that’s just my take! And on top of that, I haven’t found any insurance company that offers such high civil liability coverage. Chapka and others do offer coverage in the millions, but motor vehicles are excluded.... So here’s the thing... Unless I’ve "missed something," I’ve come to this conclusion: Renting a car in the U.S. is like playing Russian roulette! But maybe I’m being too pessimistic? What do you think?
I’ve been wondering: Is it still reasonable to rent a car in the U.S.?
Apparently, since early January 2025—and very quietly—the most important insurance coverage, namely the driver’s civil liability, has seen its coverage amount drop from $1 million to just $300,000. This coverage is supposed to protect us from damages we might be responsible for while driving. We can go decades without a single scrape (especially if it’s our fault), but anything can happen in a split second. A motorcycle appearing out of nowhere, a misjudgment at one of those huge intersections with staggered traffic lights, and suddenly we could be deemed at fault for the accident. We’d then have to pay out of pocket for the other party’s medical expenses. Given what hospitals charge... it can easily exceed $300,000 and turn into a nightmare in no time!!! Plus, anyone who’s driven on American roads has seen those billboards for lawyers offering their services to accident victims. So on top of the sky-high medical bill, the lawyer will demand compensation worthy of a Hollywood movie!!!! So, is it even worth getting behind the wheel in America anymore? Well... that’s just my take! And on top of that, I haven’t found any insurance company that offers such high civil liability coverage. Chapka and others do offer coverage in the millions, but motor vehicles are excluded.... So here’s the thing... Unless I’ve "missed something," I’ve come to this conclusion: Renting a car in the U.S. is like playing Russian roulette! But maybe I’m being too pessimistic? What do you think?
My two bullfighting traditions when I'm back home in Camargue (France) and in Colombia (Caribbean) every time I return. 🤠
Details:
Bullfights (corridas) aren’t part of my two bullfighting traditions, but I respect those who attend them!!!
In these two ancestral bullfighting traditions—which aren’t bullfights—the Bulls and Toros aren’t killed or tortured, as some might think.
These are bull games where the animals return to their pastures afterward and only come back to the Arenas 2–3 times a year at most.
They spend 15 minutes in the ring for the Camarguais and 5 minutes for the Toros in the Colombian Corralejas.
They’re cared for and pampered. They’ll die of old age in miles of open fields.
The young people who face them are professionals, risking their lives to support their families and live their Passion for the Toro!!! 😄
https://youtu.be/yYKQer42HoQ
Colombian Corraleja in the link below (hope it works) 🤪
https://fb.watch/BMfmuCgQpG/