Comme bon nombre d'entre vous, j'avais pour habitude de "noter - donner mon avis" sur Tripadvisor chaque fois que je séjourne quelque part.
En fait, comme je me sert des avis lus sur le site pour réserver ou non sur un hôtel, je trouvais tout à fait bon moi aussi de donner mon avis une fois après avoir séjourné dans tel ou tel lieu (hôtel, riad...).
Oui, mais voilà où le bas blesse et pourquoi j'envisage de ne plus poster sur Tripadvisor :
Suite aux très nombreux avis élogieux donnés par la communauté de Tripadvisor, plusieurs lieux ont obtenu le "label excellence", ce qui en somme est une bonne chose pour le propriétaire. Oui, mais voilà, certains propriétaires ont du coup trouver bon à augmenter leurs tarifs😕
Pour exemple, avant le "label excellence", un riad que je connais de 6 chambres à Marrakech avait les tarifs suivants :
1 chambre à 50 eur, 4 autres à 68 eur et la 5ème à 78e
à présent, avec le "label excellence" : les 5 premières chambres sont passées à 78e et la 6ème chambre à 98eur !!
Du coup, j'ai pris la décision de ne plus partager mes "bons plans" sur Tripadvisor et de garder une bonne adresse pour moi-même vu que certains propriétaires se sentent pousser des ailes et augmentent les tarifs.
Oui, c'est toujours le risque de faire de la pub pour un endroit qu'on aime bien, qu'il devienne par la suite inaccessible.
Mais j'imagine que dans un pays comme le Maroc, l'offre est foisonnante et se renouvelle sans cesse.
Du coup, j'ai pris la décision de ne plus partager mes "bons plans" sur Tripadvisor et de garder une bonne adresse pour moi-même vu que certains propriétaires se sentent pousser des ailes et augmentent les tarifs.
pour ce qui est d'augmenter leur tarif l'explication est très simple c'est que cela permet à l'établissement de tourisme ( hôtel, resto..etc) de compenser la commission prise par Tripadvisor et autres
Du coup, j'ai pris la décision de ne plus partager mes "bons plans" sur Tripadvisor et de garder une bonne adresse pour moi-même vu que certains propriétaires se sentent pousser des ailes et augmentent les tarifs.
pour ce qui est d'augmenter leur tarif l'explication est très simple c'est que cela permet à l'établissement de tourisme ( hôtel, resto..etc) de compenser la commission prise par Tripadvisor et autres
Non, pas forcément car il suffit d'y aller une fois et ensuite de passer directement par le propriétaire, donc ils n'ont aucuns frais liés aux intermédiaires.
De mon côté, c'est toujours comme çà que je procède, je paye de main à la main...
Là, en l'occurrence, je pense qu'ils ont sauté sur l'occasion du label "excellence" pour augmenter leurs prix.
Oui, c'est toujours le risque de faire de la pub pour un endroit qu'on aime bien, qu'il devienne par la suite inaccessible.
Mais j'imagine que dans un pays comme le Maroc, l'offre est foisonnante et se renouvelle sans cesse.
Exact, l'offre est grande mais quoi qu'il en soit, je ne poste plus aucun avis positif sur tripad..., plus la bonne adresse restera confidentielle mieux ce sera pour mon porte-monnaie...
Oui, c'est toujours le risque de faire de la pub pour un endroit qu'on aime bien, qu'il devienne par la suite inaccessible.
Mais j'imagine que dans un pays comme le Maroc, l'offre est foisonnante et se renouvelle sans cesse.
Exact, l'offre est grande mais quoi qu'il en soit, je ne poste plus aucun avis positif sur tripad..., plus la bonne adresse restera confidentielle mieux ce sera pour mon porte-monnaie...
Entièrement d'accord, je ne met également plus de photos de voyages sur Facebook, j'ai arrêté mon blog aussi, n'ai même ne mentionne les lieux sympas où je vais en voyage (a part ici) les bonnes adresses maintenant je les donne de bouche a oreille.
Trop de promos de coins sympas qui deviennent aujourd'hui surexploités et hors de prix.
"Oui, mais voilà, certains propriétaires ont du coup trouver bon à augmenter leurs tarifs😕"
"trouver bon " : quelle drôle d'expression.
ce ne sont pas des asiles publics. Ils sont commerçants et jouent l'offre et la demande. je ne trouve pas cela scandaleux.
(même s'il ne me satisfait pas non plus au niveau des principes on est dans ce système là ..)
ta decision ne changera pas grand chose. Sauf à entrainer un mouvement de masse.... ça m'étonnerait.
il reste bien d'autres manières de choisir ses hotels, comme tu le soulignes. Surtout au Maroc.
on peut toujours repérer des adresses et passer ensuite par leur site direct.
mais repérer des adresses sur ces sites, c'est en quelque sorte adouber leur existence et leurs pratiques .... petits accommodements 😉
A partir du moment où l'on raisonne comme cela, il faut interdire tous les concours de toutes sortes :
Plus de foires viticoles avec des vins médaillés car une médaille d'or attribuée à un vin incitera bien sûr le vigneron à augmenter son prix.
Plus de concours agricoles non plus : un éleveur primé pour son bétail ou un cultivateur pour la qualité des ses fruits/légumes sera évidemment tenté d'augmenter ses prix.
Et certainement plus de concours du Meilleur Ouvrier de France : l'artisan médaillé pourrait être tenté d'augmenter sa marge.
Il faudrait aussi, bien sûr, supprimer tous ces pernicieux guides de voyages qui attribuent des étoiles, des cheminées, etc. et qui du coup poussent les hôteliers à gonfler leur tarifs.
Et ainsi de suite....
Et si l'on pousse ce raisonnement jusqu'au bout, il faudrait, de toute urgence, fermer définitivement le site de Voyage Forum car plus on parle en bien de tel ou tel endroit, plus cela va attirer de touristes et bien entendu, les locaux, inévitablement, finiront par augmenter tous leurs prix ! 🙂
C'est un peu l'effet pervers à la Ali Baba. Tant que tu es seul à connaitre le mot magique, respect et gloire à toi.
Mais avise-toi de le socialiser et tu ne seras plus rien.
« Tout le monde s'interroge sur comment laisser une meilleure planète à nos enfants, mais on devrait plutôt penser à laisser de meilleurs enfants pour notre planète. » Clint Eastwood
au niveau de la plateforme donc de Tripadvisor, ce qui ne compte pas c'est qu'un avis soit positif ou pas ; ce qui compte surtout c'est faire le "buzz" autour d'un hôtel ou d'un resto en fait.
Plus il y a de buzz et d'avis plus le site plateforme est fréquentée et plus le site engrange de l'argent en affichant de la pub.
Donc quelque part on est tous un peu les dindons de la farce.😛
Ensuite pour réecrire ce que j'ai déjà écris , mettre un avis sur ce genre de site ou un autre c'est faire travailler les utilisateurs gratuitement.
Car les utilisateurs qui diffusent un avis sur ce genre de site vont mettre du temps à rédiger un message, un avis, une appréciation.
Mettons qu'il faut rédiger un message puis un autre ça prend du temps...
Ensuite pour réecrire ce que j'ai déjà écris , mettre un avis sur ce genre de site ou un autre c'est faire travailler les utilisateurs gratuitement.
Car les utilisateurs qui diffusent un avis sur ce genre de site vont mettre du temps à rédiger un message, un avis, une appréciation.
Mettons qu'il faut rédiger un message puis un autre ça prend du temps...
C’est vrai, certes. Mais lorsque j’écris un avis sur TA, je ne considère pas cela comme un travail mais plutôt comme un service que je rends à d’autres voyageurs, qui me rendent eux-même service lorsqu’ils publient des avis sur un endroit/hotel/restaurant qui m’intéresse.
Si plutôt que de consulter des sites du genre de TA, je préfère acheter un guide quelconque, du style Michelin, Routard, Gault-Millau, Bottin gourmand ou autre, je peux profiter de l’expérience d’autres sans effectuer aucun travail. Sauf que je dois payer ce guide. Et comme mon argent provient de mon travail….
je trouvais tout à fait bon moi aussi de donner mon avis une fois après avoir séjourné dans tel ou tel lieu (hôtel, riad...).
Je trouve aussi naturel d’apporter ma modeste contribution en échange des précieux renseignements que TA procure, même au prix de mon temps (également précieux, mais un peu moins...)
1 chambre à 50 eur, 4 autres à 68 eur et la 5ème à 78e
à présent, avec le "label excellence" : les 5 premières chambres sont passées à 78e et la 6ème chambre à 98eur !!
Si la prestation ne valait pas plus que l’ancien prix, c’est un faisan, et l’on passe effectivement son chemin.
Si la prestation vaut le nouveau prix, c’est normal qu’il ajuste ses tarifs.
Cela dit, vu que la chambre à 50 passe au même prix que celles à 68, cela semble indiquer que nous sommes dans le premier cas. Le fait que ce soit à Marrakech aurait même tendance à le confirmer...
bonjour ;
Je fais de même ;je ne donne plus d'adresses de bons restos ; ni de bons hôtels
Je suis retournée également a des endroits vraiment supers ;qui n’étaient plus supers du tout ;mais très cher et les gens beaucoup moins sympa ;moins chaleureux et pour cause c’était bondé..
Quand je veux un renseignement une adresse ; ou un prix ; je demande directement a la personne qui passe son message sur le routard.
Ainsi ;les coins de paradis sont protégés.
bonne journée
Gmy
Quoique avoir le bas blette ce n'est guère mieux que le bât qui blesse.
« Tout le monde s'interroge sur comment laisser une meilleure planète à nos enfants, mais on devrait plutôt penser à laisser de meilleurs enfants pour notre planète. » Clint Eastwood
Je note tout de même que ce patron qui n'est pas content dispose à ce jour, sur 414 avis de Trip Advisor toutes langues confondues, de 309 avis "Excellent" ou "Très bon" contre seulement 40 avis "Horrible".
Il faudrait tout de même relativiser un peu avant de se proclamer mécontent et victime de TA, non ?
Tout d'abord, il y a des établissement qui ont des notes nettement moins flatteuses.
Et ensuite, ces quelques mauvaises notes lui permettent de faire le buzz :
: www.7sur7.be/...uent-sur-tripadvisor~ab6661b7/
Je note tout de même que ce patron qui n'est pas content dispose à ce jour, sur 414 avis de Trip Advisor, de 264 avis "Excellent" ou "Très bon" contre seulement 27 avis "Horrible".
Il faudrait tout de même relativiser un peu avant de se proclamer mécontent et victime de TA, non ?
Il y a des établissements qui ont des notes nettement moins flatteuses.
Tu l'as retrouvé; bravo Sherlock Holmès!
Ta remarque est juste; mais est on noté sur TA à l'insu de son plein gré?
Peut être qu'apparaître dans TA, si c'est malgré lui, lui donne des boutons. Ce serait respectable.
Les Bretons sont très entiers, il faut s'en souvenir.
Bonne journée.
On devient vite esclave de ces machins américains; une hôtesse à Saint Malo m'a demandé de faire des compliments sur "Booking" pour augmenter sa note déjà excellente.
"A l'insu de son plein gré", c'est un fait mais le Gault-Millau, le Michelin ou le Bottin gourmand ne font pas autre chose....
On peut certes demander à ne pas y figurer mais je doute que cela soit efficace.
Je pense qu'il y a une chose qu'il faut bien garder à l'esprit quand on utilise TA ou qu'on y est noté, c'est qu'il y aura, toujours, absolument toujours, une frange irréductible de ce que j'apelle "les mécontents professionnels", des gens qui ne sont pleinement satisfaits que s'il trouvent quelque chose à critiquer ! Des gens contents d'être mécontents, en somme ! 🙂
On peut faire ce qu'on veut, des gens comme cela, on en trouvera toujours, et pas seulement dans le tourisme, cela vaut pour tous les domaines !
Oui il y a eu et il y aura toujours des mécontents, mais le problème c’est le poids énorme qu’ont acquis Tripadvisor, Booking, .. etc à travers leur système de notation qui n’est pas toujours très fiable (sans même compter les avis achetés)
Et les hôteliers/restaurateurs sont impuissants face à ça ; il suffit parfois d’un enchainement de quelques mauvaises notes pour baisser dans le classement et disparaitre de la première page des résultats, ce qui peut être le début d’une baisse durable de chiffre d’affaire avant de pouvoir lentement remonter la pente.
Pour les vols d’avions, c’est un peu pareil : les comparateurs de prix sont si puissants que même les plus grosses compagnies aériennes (Air France/KLM , ..) ont été obligés de s’adapter pour afficher des petits prix en faisant payer à part les bagages en soute.
Et comme les boycotts (de Total ou Amazon, ..) ne marchent quasiment jamais au delà d’un effet d’annonce, je pense qu’il va falloir attendre que les outils d’évaluation s’améliorent progressivement, que les commerçants apprennent à vivre avec, et aussi que les consommateurs les utilisent avec un peu plus de discernement.
je pense qu’il va falloir attendre que les outils d’évaluation s’améliorent progressivement, que les commerçants apprennent à vivre avec, et aussi que les consommateurs les utilisent avec un peu plus de discernement.
Marcher dans la rue apres etre arrivee par le bus.
Trainer sa petite valise a roulette ou son sac a dos
Ha un hotel
Oui ... Heu ...
et bien ... Non... Pas ici...
Recommencons
Ici ?
"Je peux voire les chambres ?"
Super. Nickel.
"Je prends. Deux nuits plus on verra apres".
On peut certes demander à ne pas y figurer mais je doute que cela soit efficace.
Ben non, on ne peut pas.
Le gars ne voulait plus que son affaire figure sur tripadvisor et il lui a été répondu que ce n'était pas possible car chacun avait le droit de proposer une note.
Bref, c'est le client qui décide...
Un lieu ne peut être enlevé que si il est fermé définitivement.
c'est qu'il y aura, toujours, absolument toujours, une frange irréductible de ce que j'apelle "les mécontents professionnels", des gens qui ne sont pleinement satisfaits que s'il trouvent quelque chose à critiquer !
Il y a certes des mécontents professionnels mais aussi des personnes qui ont joué de malchance et qui se défoulent sur la note .
Il y a également des personnes qui ne surnotent pas.
Le problème de l'évaluation, c'est qu'elle est souvent en noir et blanc : content 5, pas content 1...
Bref, beaucoup d'excellents qui sont en fait juste normaux .
Ça devient très difficile de distinguer un établissement d'un autre.
On devrait pouvoir trier : avis haute saison / basse saison, avis selon le prix payé ( beaucoup de logements aux sports d'hiver sont descendus en flamme en vacances scolaires car forcément le rapport qualité prix devient vite mauvais...), hôtels selon leur réelle catégorie (basique, moyen, confort, luxe ) et leur charme-originalité et non selon leurs étoiles etc
Ha un hotel
Oui... Heu...
et bien... Non... Pas ici...
Recommencons
Ici ?
"Je peux voire les chambres ?"
Super. Nickel.
"Je prends. Deux nuits plus on verra apres".
Cette méthode demande du temps, de voyager souvent hors saison et de ne rien préparer...
Je me souviens de voyages où un tiers d'une journée pouvait passer dans la recherche d'un hébergement .😄
Je me souviens également d'ampoules à force de traîner la valise sur des kilomètres...
En voiture et dans un pays non touristique ou en basse saison, ça m'arrive encore de ne rien réserver quand je ne suis pas sûre du parcours, de l'étape ou qu'aucune adresse ne convenait.
Oui .. Je sais bien que ce n est pas faisable partout.ni tout le temps bien sur.
Et j ai aussi le souvenir de m etre trainer a Rabat aux hotels blindes..
Mais comme j ai le temps je m.offre de temps en temps cette methode. Rien de systematique.
Je suis allé récemment dans un hôtel en Bretagne. Les prix flambent, il faut compter 130 Euros pour une chambre correcte. J'ai pris une chambre apparemment bien à 80 Euros, mais elle était pourrie: Elle se situait au dessus d'un event d'extracteur de fumées graisseuses de restaurant. On m'a changé de chambre au même prix et on a acheté mon silence en m'offrant des petits dejeuners et je n'ai rien dénoncé sur TA.
Je ne mérite plus d'appartenir à votre communauté . Flagellations.
Il n' y a pas qu' en Bretagne que ça existe, il m' est arrivé la même chose dans le 59 en juin on m' a proposé le petit déjeuner gratuit sans que je le demande, mais la raison est différente de la votre.
On devrait pouvoir trier : avis haute saison / basse saison, avis selon le prix payé ( beaucoup de logements aux sports d'hiver sont descendus en flamme en vacances scolaires car forcément le rapport qualité prix devient vite mauvais...), hôtels selon leur réelle catégorie (basique, moyen, confort, luxe ) et leur charme-originalité et non selon leurs étoiles etc
Il est évident qu’il faut comparer des choses comparables. A défaut d’avoir un tri élaboré par TA, il est préférable de ne pas se focaliser sur la note globale et de se donner la peine de lire les avis, si pas tous, du moins les plus récents; c’est très instructif et parfois même divertissant. Avec un peu d’habitude, on arrive vite à distinguer les dithyrambes publicitaires, les gens de mauvaise foi, les Bidochon, les pignoufs, les mécontents perpétuels, les distraits qui n’ont pas bien lu le descriptif de l’hôtel, ceux qui se prennent pour le roi de France, etc.
TA et les sites apparentés ont des défauts, c’est vrai, mais qu’on le veuille ou non, ces sites sont là et ne sont pas près de disparaître, bien au contraire. Il va donc falloir faire avec.
Internet est entré dans nos vies; à moins d’un cataclysme planétaire, il n’en sortira plus !
il est préférable de ne pas se focaliser sur la note globale et de se donner la peine de lire les avis, si pas tous, du moins les plus récents; c’est très instructif et parfois même divertissant.
Oui mais c'est horriblement fastidieux quand ta recherche porte sur une grande ville ou un haut lieu du tourisme.
Pas tellement envie de lire des milliers de commentaires sur des centaines d'hôtels bien notés, si rigolos soient-ils...🤪
Généralement, je regarde les photos récentes prises par les voyageurs et les commentaires des personnes qui ont jugé le lieu mauvais .
Puis, je sélectionne quelques noms qui me semblent convenir et là je regarde si je trouve des commentaires mentionnant le mot bruit...😊
Il va donc falloir faire avec.
Ou les oublier...
C'était pas mal au départ.
Maintenant, je trouve cela bien plus commercial que collaboratif.
Et ça ne correspond pas trop à ma recherche.
Les 4 saisons ne correspondent pas au calendrier tarifaire d'un hôtel.
Par exemple, pour le ski, ton onglet décembre février englobe la période la plus creuse de l'année, là où les tarifs sont au plus bas, janvier, avec la très haute saison des vacances scolaires hivernales...
Venise pendant le Carnaval ou le 15 janvier, ça ne doit pas être pareil non plus.
Etc etc...
J'ai aussi remarqué qu'il y avait maintenant une sélection style mais, pour l'avoir essayée pour une ville que je connais bien, c'est du grand n'importe quoi.
De luxe me donne bien le seul hôtel à peu près dans cette catégorie mais intermédiaire mélange des campaniles avec vue sur la voie express et des hôtels au standing nettement plus relevé en centre ville...😏
Bah, j'ai jamais dit que c'était la panacée. Mais je voulais signaler une tentative d'amélioration de la recherche, due certainement à la guerre contre Trivago.
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This is my 15,000th post, and it's a message I would have preferred never to write.
Patrick—Yangguizi—won’t be returning from his trek in Uganda. His health betrayed him in the mountains.
Like many of you, I laughed until I couldn’t anymore at his travel stories. I met him in Shanghai, then in Istanbul... We scoured restaurants—he was an incredible expert on world cuisines. We relived Korea, China. Always brilliant, so sharp, so funny, so down-to-earth. Being even a little bit his friend was something to be proud of. I think I envied him.
Patrick is still out there, of course...
He found his happiness running across the world. He’s on his path. He never doubted that "the traveler doesn’t even know if he’ll return one day."
Not sure this would’ve suited him, but his departure devastates me.
Alright,
Farewell, you foreign devil. Safe travels.
hello to all travelers with their eyes wide open to the desert...
I’ve always wondered what I was "doing" on this earth. And why my father, who died a few months after I was born—a former youngest French resistance fighter—joined the First Saharan Motorized Company in Atar and spent the rest of his life repairing army engines in Algeria, Mauritania, Senegal, Mali (which didn’t exist under that name back then), Morocco, and finally Algeria, where my mother was born and raised. (Believe me, it’s not "cool" being the child of a soldier in a country occupied by France, and even less so the child of a "pied-noir.")
Of course, I never got an answer: the dead don’t talk, and the army doesn’t either.
But here’s the thing—I had photos...
So naturally, one day I hit the road. I wanted to see, to understand.
It’s thanks to VF that I was able to do a little research on crossing the Morocco-Mauritania border, and I’m grateful to its members, just as I’m grateful to all those who welcomed me on the road for 14 years.
For the past few weeks, I’ve been wondering if I should talk about this or not...
It turns out the Mauritanians changed my life by asking for my help... And that started as early as February 2012... (Did I owe them something? No answer to that question.)
Ah, the irony—they saw me coming. But when you’re handed sick children and begged to do something, what would you have done? I’d worked in a hospital, so I knew a bit about the rules to follow. I didn’t hesitate.
And well, over all these years, I met doctors, surgeons, and together we organized care, evacuations of children, training for surgeons—even trying to stop children from having to travel outside their country. It was never easy. I’d like to thank those who supported us, as well as *La Chaîne de l’Espoir*, *La Fondation Face au Monde*, and everyone who built bridges between our two countries.
Unfortunately, despite the constant efforts of Mauritanian doctors and surgeons, some children couldn’t be helped in time. Today, I want to talk about four siblings—orphans of their mother—suffering from congenital glaucoma causing irreversible blindness. Their case was entrusted to me in 2020, just weeks before the big lockdown. We couldn’t do anything for them then, but when their father asked me for a gift, I rushed to my computer and wrote a story.
Through a tale, the children take a great journey, explore their country, and fulfill a dream. I never thought this book would be published—it was, in 2023.
This book pays tribute to Mauritania. It’s a message for those who know nothing about the hardships of life there, carrying both the harshness and beauty of an immense desert where you can travel by 4x4, bike, on foot, or by camel in complete safety. It bears witness to the kindness of Mauritanians toward travelers.
As a woman traveling alone in my vehicle—a now-rusted old Mercedes that no longer runs—I had the most beautiful encounters of my life there (I’ve seen other parts of the world...). The blind children of Choum, Atar, Nouadhibou, and Nouakchott will forever be in my heart.
Volunteer readers transcribed the book into a free audio version for the visually impaired. It’s available in sound libraries in France, the *Fondation Valentin Haüy*, and the Swiss Romande library.
I made my last trip to Mauritania in my old 4x4 to distribute the book everywhere, especially to its heroes and the school for the visually impaired in Nouakchott.
After that, I thought it was time to close the chapter because I no longer have the means or the strength to travel.
My publishers chose this title for it: *The Blue Eyes of the Desert*.
This publication helped a mission of Swiss volunteer ophthalmologists come to operate on glaucomas in Mauritania. I’m thrilled because they come back every year!
This adventure is ending, yes—everything must come to an end—but ultimately, it was born here, on the VF site!! So yes, I had to say it: THANK YOU!!!!!
Hi everyone,
I’m Loulou, a French expat who’s been living in Southeast Asia for about fifteen years, currently in Phnom Penh, Cambodia. A passionate walker at heart, I’ve trekked in Nepal (Thorung La, Mardi Himal), India, Vietnam, and I’m still planning new hikes (Char Dham, Langtang, Annapurna).
I’ve just published my first travel journal, recounting three months of walking and encounters across India. A portion of the sales goes to an educational center I support in Kep, for children whose parents work in the salt marshes.
I’m also working on a second book about Nepal with a musician friend, focusing on the Mardi Himal trek—two independent perspectives on the same journey.
Happy to swap stories with you about the Himalayas, India, Southeast Asia, or just the urge to hit the road and walk far from home.
Safe travels,
Loulou
Hi! It was totally by chance that I stumbled upon VoyageForum (an ad online and a story lol), and I’ve been reading some really old posts from 2011 about Thai massage schools—discussions on how to get by, accommodation, prices, etc. It reminded me of my own experience: I kept things simple by staying with a local family during my entire trip. I only shared all the expenses with them, which, I’ll admit, was super cheap… and I often traveled with them, which naturally opened a lot of doors for me. To start, at the school in Salaya, my Thai friend immediately connected me with Teacher Phong (the school’s mentor and teacher of teachers, a former monk). I was supposed to join a group session with other foreigners, but for some reason I don’t know, I got two days of private lessons for free with this expert… incredible! And on top of that, he loved France! It was an amazing experience. I "discovered" massage by chance—the Thai family just told me: "Try it, you’ll see!" (I’d had a pretty intense massage in the capital before 😅… but the next day, I felt unbelievably great!))
Every morning, I’d take a taxi (chosen by the Thai family at prices that beat all the competition) to this school—I’ve forgotten the name of the little village now… right in the heart of the countryside. Then, in the evenings, I’d keep practicing massage on all the family members… and they’d teach me Thai at the same time!))
Since then, I’ve practiced a bit, with lots of positive feedback. Following Teacher Phong’s advice—he thought my pressure was deep, firm, and precise—he strongly encouraged me to take this seriously.
I love Thailand so much. It’s a whole different way of living… and it’s a real blessing, even if I couldn’t live there full-time. Anyway, that was an unforgettable memory, and sometimes the Thai family and I still say hi—from 2011, 2013… right up to today!
"It seems to me that poverty would be less painful in the sun" wrote Aznavour...
Not sure...😕 Who can prove that people in hot countries are happier than others?
What do you think?
Is it better to live in Montpellier than in Lille?
Are the Pygmies happier than the Inuit?
Are Canadians less happy than the people of Louisiana?
Are there more French expats in hot countries?
And your travels? Do you choose your destinations based on the climate?
Do you rejoice when a bit of sunshine appears?
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.
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).
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
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.
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????
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)"
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...
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.
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.
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!
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.
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?
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!
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.
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! :)
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.
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?
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.
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
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