Voilà un bout de temps que je n'ai pas posté sur ce forum....mais je retrouve vos récits et aventures avec grand plaisir !
Mon message s'adresse principalement aux voyageurs qui ont pris la décision temporaire/définitive d'arrêter leur voyage pour se "poser" quelque part et de savoir comment ils/elles ont vécu ce changement de style de vie.
J'explique rapidement ma situation et j'espère lire vos récits en retour !
J'ai commencé à voyager à 17 ans, juste après le lycée. D'abord avec mes études et puis je me suis très vite rendu compte que c'était un style de vie qui comptait beaucoup plus que ce monde de diplômes, d'expériences professionnelles, et autres réjouissances.
J'ai tout de même terminé deux formations universitaires tout en casant le maximum de voyage pendant les vacances et en accumulant les échanges universitaires.
Bien qu'ayant été intéressée par les filières je savais dès le début que je ne le faisais pas dans un but de carrière mais juste pour le plaisir d'en savoir plus sur ces sujets. Enfin bref, autant dire qu'à la fin je n'en pouvais plus et était ravie de pouvoir me livrer à mes voyages sans avoir à me soucier de devoir fréquenter les bancs de la fac ou de devoir postuler à un travail.
Je voyageais donc, en prenant mon temps, en vivant en auberge de jeunesse, en faisant des volontariats contre logement, en travaillant au besoin. Une vraie vie de liberté et de bonheur, selon moi.
L'été dernier j'ai rencontré quelqu'un, la première personne a me faire chavirer le coeur. Moi entre deux voyages, on a très vite pris la décision d'habiter ensemble. Seul solution envisageable à ce moment pour donner une chance à notre histoire.
L'amour est bien là mais lui aspire à une vie très sédentaire. A notre rencontre, je me suis prise à rêver également de me poser quelque part, de me lancer dans un petit projet, de voir son avancement, de créer des liens sociaux dans un endroit fixe, de vider mon sac à dos.
La réalité est cependant plus compliqué à vivre pour moi car je dois maintenant faire face à des problèmes de la vie quotidienne que je prenais à malin plaisir à fuir car cela ne correspondait pas à ma vision de la vie : faire reconnaître ses diplômes dans un pays étranger, se bagarrer avec l'administration, payer de factures d’électricité, d'Internet....
J'ai comme le sentiment d'être éteinte depuis ma décision de sédentarisation, d'avoir perdu une partie de ma joie de vivre.
J'espère réussir à composer avec mon ami entre mes envies/besoins d'aventure et son désir d'avoir une vie plus posé.
Voilà pour mon récit.
N'hésiter pas à partager les autres.
Bonjour
J'avais mis une reponse ici
https://voyageforum.com/discussion/nomade-ad-vitam-aeternam-d4743443/
Je suis donc en train de faire l'expérience de me poser à Malaga.
J'ai acheté un appart et je suis en amour. J'ai rencontré quelques personnes. Je parle couramment espagnol.
Mais je ne m'integre pas. Pas les mêmes centres d'intérêt, la vie répétitive, l'absence de nouveautés, d'aventures, de defis. Ce que content les autres est banal creux ou problèmes et toujours pareil. Participer à un mvt ce qui se propose me parait futile ou à coté de la plaque.
La vie ici me parait futile et passive, fetes blabla voir des spectacles tv mode ...
Je ne suis pas malheureux mais je m'ennuie et j'ai le sentiment de perdre mon temps, de passer à coté de la vie. J'ai pensé durant des mois que ma compagne voyagerait avec moi elle le disait je n'y crois plus. Alors, comme a cela s'ajoutent d'autres incidents notre relation se distend.
D'autres voyageurs m'avaient prévenu impossible de se réintégrer.
Bon j'ai 61 ans alors pas de boulot ni d'enfants en vue. Pour certains ce peut etre un plaisir de vivre suffisant.
Quant à utiliser tes diplômes à l'etranger j'ai un ami qui a 30 ans et diplome sciences politiques ca fait 5 ans qu'il travaille a l'etranger Afrique Asie Australie et c'est rare qu'il ait un travail en relation avec son diplôme.
J'espère que tu auras des reponses plus positives.
Salut Pierre
tout le monde prétend que la Terre est ronde, mais ne le croyez pas, en fait elle est plate bien sûr!
http://mandolpierre.overblog.com
Je pense que mandolpierre a une belle reflexion et montre aussi une importante experience de ce qui nous attend en tant que nomades.
Je me pose aussi le même genre de question. Il m arrive parfois de rever de trouver un job passionant, de construire une maison et d avoir une famille. Ce genre de vie peut etre tres exaltant je pense. Malheureusement je peine a faire confiance a la virulence de la réalité par rapport a cet ideal. La vie ne se passant pas comme dans les films américains... sedentaire ou eternel vagabond, croyance au reve ou rejet de cet illusion, la question se pose enormement pour moi ces derniers temps.
Je suis aussi un voyageur a vélo qui se finance par des saisons de 6 mois en france (6 mois de boulot, 1 an et demi sur la route) .
Après un retour d'Inde où tout me semblait bien fade , grisouillet , et installé dans de multiples train-train ici en Belgique , (mais c'est vrai n'importe où une fois qu'on rentre au bercail ) .....j'ai pris conscience combien ce passage qui dure le temps d'une vie ( de la naissance à la mort) est un voyage .
Un voyage qui comprend de petits voyages .
Ces "petits voyages" ne nécessitent pas d'office de déplacements d'un endroit vers un autre .
Par exemple , le temps d'un apprentissage , est une forme de voyage .
Un contrat d'un an , ici ou ailleurs , est un voyage ,
Le temps d'une maladie , même , est un voyage plus ou moins pénible .
Dans cet état d'esprit-là , j'ai l'impression que ton apprentissage actuel de la vie sédentaire est un petit voyage où tu apprends des choses . .....ensuite , tu passeras à autre chose .
"La vie est un voyage qui se vit au présent ou jamais ...."
Je vous remercie tous pour vos contributions à la fois toutes différentes et très éclairantes.
Evidemment, c'est une question assez personnelle et chaque voyageur qui décide de s'installer aura des réactions et des difficultés différentes selon sa situation. Le problème central pour ma part et un peu une sensation de vide et de vanité comparé à la vie que je menais jusqu'à là. Alors que tout était excitant et spontané par le passé, la vie "sur place" me laisse un peu perdue et perplexe. Toute nouvelle expérience demande un petit temps d'adaptation après tout.
Mais tout ceci est un état d'esprit....KB photo et Moushika, je suis assez d'accord avec votre raisonnement qui se rejoint un peu à mon sens.
Dans mes moments les plus positifs ( car ça m'arrive aussi ! ), j'essaye de prendre le fait de m'installer comme un nouveau défi avec ses difficultés et récompenses. Un nouveau voyage en somme.
Dans ma cas, j'imagine que ma meilleure option est de vivre à fond cette expérience de "sédentaire" pour ne rien avoir à regretter...
Oui, mais ne t'attache pas trop ....et tu risques de faire mal .
Est ce qu'avec ce comportement ce n'est pas un peu se complaire dans sa situation?
Partir dans une relation en se disant que c'est voué à l'échec, c'est pas un peu le meilleur moyen de la faire foirer?
Bonjour
De tout temps il y a eu des peuples ou parties de peuples nomades et d'autres fixes. Et des gens nomades quelques années puis fixes puis nomades de nouveau. Et les constament nomades se posaient parfois plusieurs mois. Lire a ce sujet la vie de Gengis Khan ou Alexandre le Grand. Ce n'est qu'au 20me siècle que le nomade a été stabilisé et mal considéré.
Donc il n'y a aucune honte ou gene à etre nomade.
Et on peut très bien etre nomade par périodes, et fixes d'autres périodes.
Dans les voyageurs il y a ceux qui restent peu de temps dans chaque pays, ou region culturelle, et ne font pas l'effort d'approfondir la connaissance de ce pays, sa langue sa culture son histoire ses coutumes sa géographie etc, et restent entre touristes. Pour ceux là voyager n'est à mon avis qu'une consommation comme une autre et n'aura guère d'impact sur sa vie. Le retour sera facile. Et puis il y a ceux qui ont une relation sentimentale avec une region et fatalement s'en imprègne. Pour ces derniers le retour est à mon avis presque impossible. Et j'ai l'exemple de ma soeur, 40 ans en zone Chinoise, elle n'a jamais pu revenir en Europe malgré diverses tentatives.
L'autre question est pourquoi je suis nomade ? Est-ce parce que le mode de vie local ne me convient pas ? Est-ce par attrait de l'inconnu du nouveau ? Est-ce pour vivre intensément ? Est-ce par amour d'une culture ou d'un idéal ? Est-ce une recherche, comme faire tous les chemins de Compostelle ? Est-ce pour un mode de vie minimaliste ? Est-ce pour avoir des relations éphémères ? Est-ce pour travailler peu ? Est-ce pour participer à l'accomplissement d'une mission ? Ou est-ce poussé par le destin ? Ou autres ?
En répondant à cette question tu peux trouver un motif de te poser quelques années. À mon avis si tu te poses juste pour faire plaisir à un amant c'est une très mauvaise idée. Au bout de combien de mois tu lui reprocheras par ton spleen ta tristesse Tes reproches a cette societe et vie, ton manque d'envie de sortir ou faire quoi que ce soit, tes mots ? Si tu as besoin d'un amant tu trouveras facilement un voyageur, par internet.
Pour te poser, le motif doit venir de toi. Accomplir quelque chose, un mode de vie une formation un travail un potager qui se fait mieux fixe que en mouvement. Ce fut ma démarche. J'etais fatigué du changement permanent et de l'inconfort des apparts partagés, et de n'avoir que des amis par internet et la solitude. Alors j'ai testé Malaga. Je ne regrette pas. Seulement je me rends compte que ce n'est pas suffisant.
Parce que le mode de vie actuel voiture tv foot drogues blabla medias médicaments competition accumulation repetitivite ne m'interresse pas. Ce qui fait que 90% de cette societe m'ennuie. Et aucun amour ne peut changer le monde extérieur !
Pierre
tout le monde prétend que la Terre est ronde, mais ne le croyez pas, en fait elle est plate bien sûr!
http://mandolpierre.overblog.com
Je pense que Moushika a raison lorsqu'elle dit que la vie est en elle-même un voyage... et qu'on peut voyager sans nécessairement se déplacer.
Je pense (mais je me trompe peut-être ?) que certains accomplissent de continuels voyages physiques parce qu'ils ne savent pas, ils n'arrivent pas à accomplir leur voyage intérieur.
J'ai rencontré un jour, dans un village de montagne perdu à Samos, un vieux Grec qui m'a demandé pourquoi, nous les touristes, nous passions notre temps à voyager sans arrêt; qu'est-ce que nous cherchions ? Lui, à près de 70 ans, n'avait jamais quitté son village et ne s'en était même jamais éloigné de plus de 2 ou 3 km ! Il n'avait jamais ressenti le désir de partir. Il m'a dit : "Pourquoi irais-je ailleurs ? Je suis heureux ici !"
Bonjour
Se rapprocher des mouvements alternatifs je l'ai fait il y a quelques années et j'ai decouvert des gens qui veulent vivre et consommer comme les autres mais bio et avec énergie renouvelable.
Cette utopie ne me fait pas rêver.
Tout comme les nouveaux "hippies" ou les voyageurs profiteurs.
À bientôt Pierre
tout le monde prétend que la Terre est ronde, mais ne le croyez pas, en fait elle est plate bien sûr!
http://mandolpierre.overblog.com
Se rapprocher des mouvements alternatifs je l'ai fait il y a quelques années et j'ai decouvert des gens qui veulent vivre et consommer comme les autres mais bio et avec énergie renouvelable.
Cette utopie ne me fait pas rêver.
je suis bien d'accord ; les mouvements alternatifs en définitif c'est exactement la même chose que la société de consommation lambda sur le fond même si la forme diffère.
on n'est pas forcément plus libre.
Et de toute façon qu'on soit dans un mouvement alternatif lambda ou la société de consommation mainstream, la finalité c'est tout de même toujours de produire ( et consommer )
Bref tel Sisyphe ( je vais encore ressortir cet exemple ) on est condamné à pousser le rocher au sommet de la montagne pour qu'il retombe après.
Bonjour
De tout temps il y a eu des peuples ou parties de peuples nomades et d'autres fixes. Et des gens nomades quelques années puis fixes puis nomades de nouveau.
ok mais peut-être faudrait-il faire le distinguo entre les temps modernes et plus anciens...
jadis il y avait des peuplades nomades oui ils étaient nomades parce qu'ils étaient contraints et que le nomadisme était un moyen de subsistance , une contrainte
Les Touaregs qui traversent/traversaient le Sahara et leurs caravanes de sel le font pour revendre leur stock.
Je suis donc en train de faire l'expérience de me poser à Malaga.
J'ai acheté un appart et je suis en amour. J'ai rencontré quelques personnes. Je parle couramment espagnol.
Mais je ne m'integre pas. Pas les mêmes centres d'intérêt, la vie répétitive, l'absence de nouveautés, d'aventures, de defis. Ce que content les autres est banal creux ou problèmes et toujours pareil. Participer à un mvt ce qui se propose me parait futile ou à coté de la plaque.
La vie ici me parait futile et passive, fetes blabla voir des spectacles tv mode...
le problème d'intégration peut venir d'une différence de niveau culturel.
Ou alors c'est que l'Espagne perd ses traditions du fait de la banalisation des modes de vie ( consommation avec smartphone, médias, télé...) et de la mondialisation.
J'ai rencontré un jour, dans un village de montagne perdu à Samos, un vieux Grec qui m'a demandé pourquoi, nous les touristes, nous passions notre temps à voyager sans arrêt; qu'est-ce que nous cherchions ?"
parce qu'il était adepte du proverbe africain qui affirme que "les européens ont une montre, les africains ont le temps" 🙂
Passer son temps à voyager sans arrêt c'est vouloir conjurer l'ennui mais c'est un peu aussi le système consumériste et les modes de vies afférents qui poussent à faire cela
Bonjour
En fait ta question est celle de la vie en couple.
Aujourd'hui la vie en couple est un contrat , et n'obéit plus à une coutume ou une religion.
Le contrat c'est l'entente entre 2 personnes pour echanger de manière equitable 2 choses équivalentes. Je te donne un billet de 100e et tu me donnes 2 billets de 50e. Ou je mets le couvert et je lave la vaisselle et toi tu fais à manger.
Ce n'est pas l'un se sacrifie pour l'autre. C'est chacun fait des efforts au quotidien pour que les 2 bénéficient de l'union. Et les efforts doivent etre equivalents, de meme importance. La c'est le juriste qui te parle.
Dans ton cas ce ne peut être " parce que moi je suis Sedentaire toi voyageuse tu dois changer ta vie pour devenir sédentaire et moi je ne change rien ", ni l'inverse bien sûr.
Le sédentaire doit devenir un peu voyageur et le voyageur devenir un peu sédentaire. À moins que le sedentaire propose une compensation au voyageur, lui trouver un emploi pour le travail qui l'interesse ou pour lui donner la possibilite de realiser le projet qui l'intéresse, le partage de ses biens. .. Parce que partager amour et vie commune et sexe et logement et entraide ca fait partie essentielle de la vie de couple auquel les 2 participent et ne peut être mis en echange d'une sédentarisation.
Concrètement ca peut etre chaque vacance et chaque fin de semaine nous partons en voyage et on se met à 80/ pour avoir plus de jours libres. Ou chaque année nous partons 6 mois, en 1 ou plusieurs fois. Ou je te laisse partir 6 mois par an. Ou nous travaillons à l'etranger en changeant de lieu tous les ans.
Ca parait un peu abstrait de voir une relation de couple comme un contrat, mais nous sommes au 21me siècle en Europe. Et cette définition avec ses contraintes et ses avantages me paraît plutôt bonne et respectueuse des 2 partenaires, contrairement aux autres formules. En tant que juriste je l'ai bien étudiée.
Aussi il y a un grand manque dans la culture européenne c'est l'Education de la vie en couple. Tous nos contes s'achève par ils se marièrent eurent des enfants et furent très heureux, mais n'expliquent pas comment.
En Inde beaucoup de contes commencent par ils se marient et expliquent comment ils font pour etre heureux , tant sur le plan sexuel que sentiments que vie quotidienne que avec des enfants que avec la famille et les amis etc. ..
Pierre
tout le monde prétend que la Terre est ronde, mais ne le croyez pas, en fait elle est plate bien sûr!
http://mandolpierre.overblog.com
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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!
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,
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Who’d like to share their best and worst travel memories in a few lines?
For me, it’s watching the TAJ MAHAL at sunrise and getting chased by dogs at the top of a mountain pass in GREECE on the way back from ISTANBUL.
THANKS GUYS
"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.
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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.
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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
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?
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...)
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