Hi there, just back from a three-week round trip to Quebec and a side trip to New Brunswick.
Departed from Montpellier, via CDG, then arrived in Montreal from July 31 to August 20, 2024.
AF flights went smoothly.
The RT itinerary (without the visit details):
Arrival in Montreal;
Trois-Rivières;
Tadoussac;
Matane;
Gaspé;
Campbellton;
Trois-Pistoles;
Quebec City;
Montreal and return to France, AF to CDG then Hop! to Montpellier.
Observations:
Getting out of Montreal airport is a nightmare! Two hours at Avis Auto to pick up the car (nice ride, though—a WW SUV Atlas V6 for two). From what I’ve heard, Montreal Airport is a pain because it was initially under-dimensioned for its infrastructure, and it seems impossible to reorganize everything.
Quebecers:
Wonderful people in terms of hospitality and behavior toward tourists—especially French ones. You can ask them for advice at the supermarket, for directions here and there, and those distant cousins are great! That said, I’d exclude Montreal, which, due to its size and perhaps its cosmopolitanism, can’t be considered as welcoming as the countryside and small towns we passed through. A bit like Paris, you could say.
Quebecers prefer Quebec City over Montreal, and I get it.
On a positive note for the city, I left some money in the hotel at the end of my stay. Once back in France, I contacted the hotel (day before yesterday), and they confirmed the oversight and are taking steps to send the money back. A nice gesture. It’s the Nouvel Hôtel, 1740 Avenue René Lévesque. Well-located, too.
Tourists:
Same as always!
Americans:
Still lacking in culture and education, but we already knew that. Loud, intrusive, annoying, you could say. And I’ll skip the “Oh my God! Oh my God!” all day long. And always with a coffee cup in hand on the streets. Not just American tourists, actually. Coffee is either enjoyed at the counter of a café or at home in front of the day’s news. It must also be said that our cousins’ coffee is more like dishwater.
Tourists from the Middle Kingdom:
No change there! Flagrant lack of European culture and respect. They can be quite annoying at times. Thankfully, they don’t like the countryside or small towns.
Tourists from the Land of the Rising Sun:
As usual, impeccable behavior. Both in terms of dress and discretion.
The British:
They feel at home. Well, they kind of are, actually. Distant, inaccessible—typical English folks.
South Americans:
A lot of them in Montreal during my stay. Quite noisy, especially at breakfast. But deep down, they’re great and very polite. I really like them. Must be my 36.1% Iberian DNA from my ancestry test that makes me say that.
And the French?
Always the same! Complainers, grumblers, never happy with the meal, always finding prices too high, cutting in line, sometimes with a Quechua backpack but not always. In short, we don’t change. That said, there were some really nice people and great encounters that will leave wonderful memories. Some folks from Marseille in Quebec City, Toulouse in Montreal, Perpignan... But not many Parisians. Or maybe they just don’t talk to outsiders. When I think that my wife is from the 14th arrondissement...
And lots of lovely young French people there on a Working Holiday Visa for two years.
Others? Italians? Didn’t run into many. Eastern Europeans? Didn’t see any, or they were super discreet.
The trip started on July 31.
2,000 photos to sort through.
More to come later.
For those who can’t travel right now, I thought I’d offer a little escape—maybe!—through some images of Corsica (where I’ve lived for 48 years).
This won’t be a structured travel journal or a step-by-step story, just a mishmash of landscapes and more...
Through these photos, we’ll jump from one place to another, one season to the next, with no real order.
I debated adding details to each image but decided that for daydreaming, you don’t need much chatter—maybe just a place name.
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Around Ajaccio:
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The last sunset of 2025 over the Gulf of Ajaccio.
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Bom dia, les voyageurs,
Un petit retour de notre découverte de Madère, il n'y en a pas tant ! En espérant qu'il pourra être utile à quelques uns d'entre vous 🙂
Nous avons séjourné 7 jours à Madère entre le 18 et le 25 mai.
Port d'attache : Funchal, zone hôtelière du Lido. Un quartier pratique (nombreux restaurants, commerces, bus ...) mais sans charme. Les retours sur Funchal se font, certes, rapidement grâce aux infrastructures routières mais les abords de la ville sont particulièrement encombrés le matin et le soir, entre autres par les bus de touristes qui souvent bloquent la circulation. Et puis, même si Funchal bénéficie d'une certaine clémence météorologique par rapport au reste de l'île, on n'y assiste à aucun lever ni coucher de soleil ! Bref, ce serait à refaire, je ne logerais pas 7 jours à Funchal même s'il est confortable de poser ses valises une bonne fois pour toute.
Location de voiture pour la semaine chez Avis par l'intermédiaire de locationdevoiture.fr maintenant Carigami. Assurance zéro franchise, 2 conducteurs inclus, réservoir rempli, retour avec le plein. Après tout ce que j'avais lu, j'y allais à reculons. Aucun problème à la prise du véhicule comme au retour. Une Citroën C3, 4000 km au compteur, qui nous a donné toute satisfaction. GPS et carte emportés par nos soins et bien utiles. Des panneaux, bien sûr il y en a, mais pas toujours là où on en aurait besoin 😛.
Guides & cartes : le Rother pour les randonnées, le guide évasion assez généraliste mais très complet et le sunflower (prêté) que j'ai moins apprécié, je l'ai trouvé moins clair dans les explications, plus brouillon mais c'est peut-être moi qui n'était pas très claire 😇 Nous avions aussi la carte Freytag & berndt au 1:40 000, très utile quand on se lance dans l'exploration des toutes petites routes.
1er jour : Le matin, nous filons à CURRAL DAS FREIRAS. Le point de vue est joli, très bien aménagé (trop?). Nous ferons un petit bout de balade sur le chemin qui descend comme conseillé dans le guide sunflower. Environnement sauvage mais qui n'apporte pas grand chose niveau vue.
Nous filons ensuite à l'Est par la voie rapide. Objectif : PONTA DE SAO LOURENÇO. Le ciel y est couvert alors qu'un peu plus tôt, nous étions sous le soleil 😕 ! Il va falloir faire avec les caprices de la météo, une constante à Madère ! C'est parti pour la balade : 3h30 aller-retour avec pauses photos, pique nique inclus et ascension de la ponta do Furado, tout au bout.
C'est sympa, très aéré et ça ne ressemble à aucun autre endroit dans l'île. C'est aussi très, très fréquenté. Un tourisme de masse où chacun regarde ses pieds, pas un sourire (ou si peu), pas un bonjour 😠. Une ambiance qui casse un peu le charme. Nous y étions à l'heure du déjeuner mais nous n'avons pas échappé à la foule pour autant.
Détail pratique qui a son importance : pas de toilette sur le parking, pas de toilette à la casa do sardinha et un environnement sans arbre ni buisson où l'on voit des kilomètres à la ronde. Mesdames, prenez vos précautions ... Une balade qu'il faut faire malgré tout, sans grosse difficulté en dehors de la montée finale, mais qui "ondule" constamment. Le sentier est parfaitement sécurisé.
De retour au parking, nous prenons la route de PORTO DA CRUZ, un petit village recroquevillé au pied de la montagne. Les piscines naturelles, en cours de nettoyage, sont vides, la promenade le long de mer, éclaboussée par les vagues, un peu tristounette. La séduction n'est pas au rendez-vous. Retour sur Funchal via PORTELA et le MIRADOURO DOS INGLESES, pas facile à trouver, caché au fond d'un joli parc soigné comme une old lady très XIXème siècle, peut-être l'ancienne propriétaire des lieux ...
A un moment ou à un autre, il faut se lancer !!
Je pensais la période du confinement propice au démarrage de ce carnet, mais au final, entre télétravail et jardinage, le temps ( et l'envie) ont manqué . Et puis la période n'était pas trop aux voyages au long cours ....
Mais ç'est en retombant sur mes photos que je me suis dit qu'il fallait que je me lance et vous conte mon dernier périple, au brésil, vous l'avez compris !!
Tout d'abord, un petit retour en arrière : certains m'ont reproché ( si, si, en mp) d'avoir de gros trous dans mes carnets ; L'Inde en 2019, Le Vietnam en 2018, tant de carnets loupés !!
En fait , pour l'Inde, je suis parti avec un guide privé et finalement, n'avait pas grand chose à ajouter aux nombreux carnets déjà postés et très bien documentés. En plus, je n'ai toujours pas décidé si au final, j'adore ou je déteste l'Inde .... Donc, difficile de faire part de ses ressentis quand on est déjà pas au clair avec ...
Concernant le Vietnam, j'aurais eu beaucoup à raconter, bien que le parcours fusse des plus classiques, mais j'avoue que l'ambiance qui régnait à l'époque sur cette partie du forum m'a refroidi pour un moment ....
Et le temps passe, et les souvenirs précis s'estompent ....
Voilà, petite mise au point faite pour mes (nombreux ou pas) lecteurs, alors Tudo Ben, on peut démarrer !!
Here we go—finally, the big day has arrived! A trip the whole family (my two kids, my husband, and me) had been looking forward to for so long.
To keep it short, we left from Nice, arrived in Namibia on June 25, 2025, and left again on the 21st—four weeks later.
We used an agency for all the camping reservations, activities, and the car rental. At least that side of things was taken care of. Michaël was our contact throughout the planning and the trip itself.
We spent our first night at Londiningi BB. A bit out of the city center but very quiet. The rooms were spacious and clean, and we could eat on-site that evening. Perfect for recovering from the flight.
We were invited to a friend’s wedding in this beautiful part of Brittany, so we took the opportunity to spend a few days there—first on the Pink Granite Coast and then in Cornwall.
Our friends, who are from the Trégor region, had found us a really nice little gîte in Tonquédec, just a stone’s throw from the coast. It was the perfect base for exploring the area’s iconic sites. We stayed in a lovely little house that combined authenticity, comfort, elegance, and tranquility.
Our first trip to the coast was to Ploumanac’h, a small village we discovered thanks to Stéphane Bern’s show. It’s an adorable little fishing port where we parked the car before continuing on foot along the sea. It’s charming—more than that, it’s magical!
Our first walk, our first hike along the coastal path, and our first photos of these massive rocks bathed in light.
The views change with every turn, and so do the surprises—especially the view of the Château de Costaérès.
The path through the woods leads us to the Chapel of Saint Guirec, which overlooks the beach.
This pretty little beach is famous for its oratory, which sits in the middle of the sand and houses the statue of St. Guirec. In the past, young women hoping to marry within the year would often pray to him—they’d stick a needle into his nose! Today, the statue is made of stone, but back then, it was wooden, which must’ve made it easier.
It’s really charming, well-sheltered, and the water is crystal clear. We noticed that everywhere we went!
Début mars, pleins d'insouciance et heureux de revenir au Maroc , on a atterri à Marrakech sous le soleil.
On a passé une seule nuit à Marrakech, à l'hôtel Toulousain, comme lors de notre précédent voyage. Et on a réservé nos 3 nuits pour la fin de notre voyage,2ème quinzaine de mars...Aïe!Aïe!Aïe! Mais on n'en est pas encore là...
Notre 1er but est de rejoindre Magdaz, village de montagne dans la vallée de la Tessaout qu'on appelle parfois la vallée perdue.
Le village de Magdaz , on l'a découvert sur ce forum. Et on a été séduits par les photos et les commentaires des voyageurs qui nous ont précédés.
La route se fait bien, elle est sèche et le goudron nous mène directement aux portes du village à plus de 2000m d'altitude.
On y arrive dans l'après midi et là, on reste sans voix devant la beauté des lieux. Un joyau de l'architecture berbère !Des greniers et des Kasbahs parfaitement restaurés!
Un jeune du village nous accompagne pour la visite et nous ouvre les portes d'accès aux terrasses qui dominent le village.
Plusieurs magnifiques greniers collectifs ont été superbement restaurés. Les couleurs chaudes de la pierre captent merveilleusement la lumière. C'est splendide!
On ne trouvera rien de correct pour coucher sur place. Donc on redescend un peu et on s'installe au gîte d'Assounfou. Accueil charmant. Gite en excellent état et très propre. C'est grand, mais on est les seuls.
1ère journée pleine de promesses!
That was about all the Spanish I could speak before we left... Luckily, Tom, 15 and in high school, gets by just fine! And Caroline did a year of Duolingo before we took off...
Anyway, after 55 days in the American West three years ago, it’s Mexico’s turn for this second long adventure.
A quick intro to the crew:
- Oscar, 10, a sporty and lively little boy who loves swimming and basketball,
- Tom, 15, a high schooler, sporty and tall, who loves swimming and American football,
- Caroline, 47, a PE teacher, sporty , loves hiking and snorkeling,
- and me, Sylvain, 50, a science teacher, sporty, loves traveling and always has a possible next trip in mind
We mostly travel by swapping our house to discover beautiful France and the world: 135 swaps over the last 13 years.....
Our itinerary is pretty classic since it’s our first time in the Yucatán, and we’ll make a little 10-day detour to Belize...
Our trip lasted a month, from March 10 to April 10, 2024, and was done aboard our Land Rover Defender 110. For those interested, our 4x4 is equipped with mountain-approved 3PMFSF all-terrain tires (non-studded), a removable electric winch that can be attached to either the front or rear of the vehicle, two sand recovery boards, and we bring two pairs of snow chains. We sleep in our Land Rover, which is equipped with a diesel-powered independent heater, a small fridge, and has a layout that allows the dinette to be converted into a bed.
Starting from the Paris region, we crossed Belgium and Germany, took the ferry from Travemünde in northern Germany to Helsinki, followed the Russian border up to northern Finland, then headed into Norway all the way to the North Cape before returning via Norway, taking the ferry from Larvik in Norway to Hirtshals in Denmark, then passing through Germany and Belgium on our way back to France.
Tonight, March 10, 2024, we’ll be sleeping at our daughter’s place in the North.
Tuesday, March 11, we’ll cross Belgium and then enter Germany, where we’ll camp in Bremen.
Wednesday, March 12, we’ll have a quick visit to Bremen in the morning. We had planned to visit Lübeck, but some electrical issues with the car delayed us, so we head straight to the German port of Travemünde, where we’re set to embark at 11:30 PM to cross the Baltic Sea and arrive in Helsinki after 31 hours of sailing (one-way cabin ticket cost: 850 €—quite expensive since we booked last minute).
On the ferry, there are mostly semi-trucks and only a few campervans and passenger cars. The boat is quiet, and the Baltic Sea is calm.
About two hours before arriving in Helsinki, we hear noise along the hull. Surprise—looking out the porthole, we realize we’re sailing on frozen sea ice!
Thursday, March 14, we arrive at the port of Helsinki at 9:30 AM. Disembarking takes a while. As soon as we’re out, we head straight to Rastila Camping (cost: 27 €), about ten kilometers east of Helsinki. Then we go to a Land Rover garage to fix our headlight switch, which stopped working (a real hassle in Finland since you have to drive with low beams on at all times).
After the repair, we visit the stunning Temppeliaukio Church, which is built underground.
On our way back to the campsite, we stop at the supermarket for supplies. Prices are similar to France, except for imported products.
I arrived in Tunisia this afternoon for a full 14-day stay.
I took a direct Tunisair flight from Nice, which departed about thirty minutes late (that’s nothing compared to the "nightmares" I’ve had on some of my recent trips).
The flight lasts around 1 hour and 20 minutes, and a small snack was served on board (a sort of quiche with chickpea purée, a small bread roll, a portion of cheese like La Vache qui rit, and a small chocolate cake). It’s worth mentioning because it’s becoming increasingly rare on short flights.
I was seated between two Tunisian gentlemen who gave me some great tips for my trip, especially about negotiating prices. One of them is a former cameraman for France Télévisions, very cultured and well-traveled—his daughter is a journalist at France Télévisions (I found some of her articles online). In short, the flight was very pleasant and quick.
I’m staying at the Hôtel Royal Victoria. I booked it yesterday afternoon by email without providing my credit card number. The room costs 241 TND (71 €) with breakfast included. It has heating, a small fridge, a safe, a hairdryer, Wi-Fi, and a TV with international channels.
There’s a police van permanently parked in the square where the hotel is located.
This hotel is housed in the former British consulate and later embassy. It has a lot of charm with its painted wood ceilings and doors, and its bathroom covered in ceramic tiles. The tiny elevator is from another era.
The main advantage of the hotel is its location between the medina and Avenue Bourguiba. Nearby, there’s the Magasin Général, where you can find groceries and some typical products like rose water, geranium water, and tons of halwa (a customer kindly explained how to eat it and which is the best).
After nightfall, I took a short stroll down Avenue Bourguiba. There weren’t many people around—it’s windy and cold.
I’ve already noticed the warm welcome from Tunisians. The supermarket cashier welcomed me to Tunisia, and a gentleman I asked for directions to the Magasin Général (I was about to climb stairs leading to a mosque!) insisted on inviting me for coffee, but I declined.
The rest of my itinerary will depend on the weather. If it doesn’t rain tomorrow, I might visit Carthage since the Bardo Museum is closed on Mondays, as are the museums in Sidi Bou Said.
You’ll find a video of our trip on my YouTube channel there.
Now I’ll tell you about our 10-night trip in Tanzania, with 8 nights spent in two parks we didn’t know. Tanzania isn’t new to us—it was even our first African safari destination back in 2012.
https://www.youtube.com/@lolodetoul54
Since then, we’ve visited several East and Southern African countries: Kenya, South Africa, Namibia, Botswana, some of them multiple times. We usually travel in September during the dry season. We tried March 2024 for nine nights in the Okavango and loved it, except everything was dry, which wasn’t normal for the rainy season.
So for this second March trip during the wet season, we really got what we asked for… rain.
But before that, we had to fight just to get to Tanzania.
Saturday, February 21, 2026:
It’s D-Day—the departure. What a hassle to organize flights to and within Tanzania! I’ll tell you all about it in another post:
https://voyageforum.com/forum/toutes-compagnies-aeriennes-tanzaniennes-interdites-d10758360/
On top of that, Rwandair canceled our outbound flight a month before departure. They offered to reschedule us 3-4 days later—ridiculous for a 10-night trip we’d already booked. We had to cancel our tickets and buy new ones with Kenya Airways. We’re still waiting for our refund from Rwandair!!!!!!!
So on Saturday, February 1st, our bags were packed. We headed to the Lorraine TGV station, about 30 km from home.
Direct train to Roissy—just 1h15. Quick and efficient.
All that was left was to wait for our overnight flight. We took off on time, just before 11 PM. Smooth flight, nothing unusual. Arrived in Nairobi around 9 AM. A few hours’ wait, then a flight to Dar es Salaam, landing at our first destination around 12:45 PM.
Our local contact, Anne from Asanterra agency, picked us up at the airport. It was hot and humid—it was raining.
Our first night was at the Alexander Hotel. That evening, we treated ourselves to fish and shellfish at the hotel restaurant:
Sunday, February 22, 2026:
A driver picked us up at dawn to take us to the domestic airport so we could finally head to our first destination: Ruaha National Park.
We flew with Auric.air for a 2-hour flight with two stops (Nyerere and Zkima airstrips).
I’m always amazed at how easily these Cessnas take off and land on dirt runways—especially when they’re wet:
Aerial view of Zkima airstrip, where we’d landed just minutes earlier:
Flyover of Iringa, a "big" city in the country near Ruaha National Park:
We’re getting close. The plane descends and flies over the Ruaha River, which gave the park its name:
We land for the third and final time that day, reaching our destination: Msembe airstrip, the gateway to Ruaha.
It's raining in Xi'an, and I'm taking the opportunity to jot down a few notes. Don’t bother reading everything—I’m mostly writing this for my mom, who’s hungry for details and keeps track of my trip on the map of China and on Google.
We took a high-speed train from Beijing to Xi'an, which is in the middle of China, about 1,300 km away. The journey takes around 6 hours. The landscapes are flat and quite dry. I didn’t see any individual houses in this country. In the cultivated areas, there are clusters of properties all built on the same model: a square of walls with a built-up section leaning against the back wall. We passed through gigantic cities, each time feeling like we were arriving in Manhattan. After spending several weeks in Siberia, one of the least populated regions in the world, the contrast is harsh. Xi'an isn’t some small backwater where a farmer discovered the Terracotta Army in 1974—it’s a metropolis of 9 million people. The city center is enclosed by a rectangular wall, the best-preserved in the world. An evening stroll through the old town is a source of amazement at every step. First, there are crowds everywhere—you could say that wherever we went in China, there was a lively atmosphere. The illuminations on the wall and the ancient buildings are stunning. Most people wear sneakers, in all colors, which might be explained by the long distances they have to cover.
We first stopped by a public park where there was a dog owners' club. All the dogs were having a blast together. The Chinese love beautiful dogs, often long-haired breeds like Samoyeds, Scottish Collies, Saint Bernards—what about the others? Do they eat them?
The Chinese adore fish—they’re everywhere: aquariums in restaurants and hotels, ponds. A small clay pot in front of a shop, and boom—three goldfish inside. Poor things!
Next, we saw groups of people squatting on the ground making fires. It was the eve of the Qingming Festival, and it’s a custom to buy fake money to burn as an offering to ancestors.
On another square, people were flying kites. It looked like they were soaring kilometers into the sky and getting tangled, but they untangled themselves and kept flying...
We then found a street overflowing with street food stalls, packed with a noisy, bustling crowd. Lots of skewers of unidentified animals—or worse, according to Claude, unidentified *parts* of animals. I tried a few specialties but stuck to the sweet stuff. We eventually found some nougat that was good, and with our usual bananas—which are delicious in China—we made a meal of it.
Of course, we visited the Terracotta Army. It took us 3 hours to get there. At the information center in the train station, I asked which bus to take. I showed a photo of the buried soldiers, and the young woman looked at me with a bewildered, desperate expression. It was like showing the Eiffel Tower to an information desk at Gare de Lyon... She finally wrote down a number on a piece of paper and sent us 34 km back to our starting point. We got to admire the outskirts: endless rows of 40-story buildings. It’s terrifying... If this were in France, we’d immediately wonder about crime in this kind of housing, but apparently, that’s not associated with it in China. In fact, we ask ourselves a lot of questions, and this dive into a world we struggle to understand raises so many. I try to find answers on Bing, but there’s not much out there. I can’t wait to get Google back.
For our latest 3-week family trip (yes, the kids are growing up, and two of them are about to enter the working world), we’re heading to South America!
For our first time on this continent, I had planned a classic 3-week loop in Peru.
But since we won’t be returning to this part of the world anytime soon, I thought: why not follow in the footsteps of Franck, aka Bibouns51, who, in 18 days, didn’t just stick to Peru but also added two of the planet’s most stunning landscapes to his itinerary... the Salar de Uyuni in Bolivia and its neighbor, the fabulous Atacama Desert in northern Chile !!
So, I set about the tricky task of limiting the regions we’d visit in Peru to those we considered must-sees, to avoid rushing too much. The visit schedules were optimized, including several comfortable overnight buses that have the huge advantage of letting us hop between regions.
So, we’re off on a somewhat adventurous trip with three domestic flights (two on the first day and one on the last), two overnight buses for quick hops, several car rentals, the services of a few drivers to make the trip more comfortable, and even a tour operator for crossing the Salar...
Our main concern is altitude sickness, and we’re bringing Diamox, aspirin, etc., just in case.
Our second worry before departure was not even getting off the ground... Yes, for once, we’re leaving from France—Marseille, to be exact. The week before our departure, with the surprise air traffic controllers’ strike, I remembered why we usually prefer to leave from abroad, like Turin or Barcelona... In the end, it wasn’t the air traffic controllers who made us nervous but the early July wildfires that paralyzed the airport a few days before our departure. Fortunately, the fires were quickly brought under control, and on the big day, everything was smooth sailing!
Detailed itinerary (which changed on Day 1 due to departure hiccups):
Day 0: Flight Marseille - Madrid - Lima
PERU
Theoretical and abandoned Day 1: Flight Lima - Cuzco and visit Cuzco (Puka Pukara, Tambomachay, Cristo Blanco Observatory, Sacsayhuaman sunset) - Night in Cuzco
Day 2: Taxi -> Chinchero - Moray - Maras Salt Mines - Ollantaytambo - Train to Aguas Calientes
Day 3: Machu Picchu - Return train to Ollantaytambo
Day 4: 2-day taxi -> Pisac - Tipon - Andahuaylillas - Huaro - Night in San Pedro
Day 5: Palcoyo - Checacupe - Vinicunca - Return and night in Cuzco
Day 6: Day in Cuzco (catch-up on Sacsayhuaman, San Blas district, Temple of the Sun) - Overnight bus to Arequipa
Day 7: Rental car -> On the road to Colca Canyon, night in Cabanaconde
Day 8: Descent to the bottom of Colca Canyon, night at Oasis Sangalle
Day 9: Ascent from the canyon - Maca - Chivay - Return and night in Arequipa
Day 10: Visit Arequipa (Santa Catalina Convent, La Recoleta Church and Monastery, La Compañía Church, Cathedral) - Overnight bus to Puno
Day 11: Lake Titicaca - Night in Puno
BOLIVIA
Day 12: Shared taxi -> Road to La Paz, visit downtown La Paz - Night 1 in La Paz
Day 13: Moon Valley and Las Animas Valley - Night 2 in La Paz
Day 14: Day in La Paz - Night 3 in La Paz
Day 15: Flight to Uyuni - Day 1 of Salar de Uyuni tour - Night at the edge of the Salar
Day 16: Crossing the Lipez region and lagoons - Night near Laguna Colorada
Day 17: Sol de Mañana
CHILE
Day 17 cont.: Pre-booked transfer to SPDA - 4x4 rental - Pukara de Quitor - Stargazing tour - Night 1 in SPDA
Day 18: Death Valley and Moon Valley - Night 2 in SPDA
Day 19: Miscanti and Miniques Lagoons, Salar de Aguas Calientes and its Piedra Roja, Tebenquiche Lagoon and Quebrada del Diablo - Night 3 in SPDA
Day 20: Rainbow Valley and swim in the Puritama River - Night 4 in SPDA
Day 21: Tebenquiche Lagoon - Bus to Calama - Flight to Santiago
Day 22: Return Santiago - Madrid - Marseille
Day 0 - 11/07: Destination Lima
Our first flight from Marseille went smoothly to our Iberia layover in Madrid.
In Madrid, just after getting off the plane around 8 PM, and as we were walking through the terminal, we got a rude awakening!!
We saw the word "Cancelled" next to our flight number on the display boards. Thinking it must be a glitch, we checked another screen, but the system was stubborn, and the same dreaded word appeared !
So, we headed to the Iberia counter, where an agent confirmed that our Friday evening flight was canceled and rescheduled for the next morning. The reason? A breakdown and no replacement plane, even though we were in Madrid, Iberia’s home base!
To make matters worse, I remembered our super-tight schedule, planned to the minute, with no buffer day in Lima. Since I’m a bit phobic of megacities and hadn’t found anything appealing in the Peruvian capital in our guidebooks, we’d planned to leave Lima as soon as possible for Cusco, the heart of the Sacred Valley, to spend our first day there.
Bad idea, because we already knew the 4-hour buffer wouldn’t be enough, and we’d miss the domestic flight, which was, of course, non-refundable and non-changeable. So, we had to call LATAM from Madrid to find another flight for Saturday evening and negotiate a rate to recover some of our initial outlay.
After an hour on the phone with customer service, several endless holds, and three failed attempts to dictate our credit card number over the phone to a Spaniard speaking English with a thick accent, we finally managed to confirm the transaction, securing our new flight tickets for a moderate extra cost of just 150 € total.
At first, we were pretty bummed about losing a day and incurring extra fees to reschedule the domestic flight, but then, when we learned from an Iberia customer service rep that we’d receive the max compensation of 600 € per traveler, we even ended up grinning... because 3000 € in refunds for only losing the first day in Cusco? We’d sign up for that 10 times over!!
Iberia then took care of us, putting us up in a hotel where we had dinner before a short 5-hour night and an early morning departure. I took the opportunity to improvise a quick day of sightseeing in Lima, focusing on the Barranco and Miraflores districts.
Here’s a little clip we filmed in November–December 2019 (just before Covid) of a trip from Hanoi to Cat Ba Bay and then on to Xishuangbanna via Luang Namtha.
We're off! After exploring the north, the four friends have now discovered the south.
We’re excited to share this new travel journal, dedicated to our little group and our strong friendship, written by Richard and illustrated with Kate’s photos.
I’ll chime in from time to time with practical tips.
First of all, a big thank you to everyone on VoyageForum who helped us plan this trip. It would’ve been quite different if we’d just relied on guidebooks.
The itinerary lasted just over 3 weeks: Mahabalipuram, Pondicherry, Thanjavur, the Chettinad region, Madurai, Munnar, Munroe Island, Cochin, and Chennai.
We traveled by train, taxi, and private car with a driver, took a domestic flight, and stayed in guesthouses, Airbnb apartments, and hotels.
For each of us, including flights, the total budget barely reached 2000 €, and we didn’t hold back—knowing we avoid resorts and love street food and small Indian restaurants.
January 2026
Here we go again for new adventures and the pleasure of sharing them with you here! First of all, I’d like to thank everyone who helped me with the preparations, even with some last-minute improvisations just days before departure. Thanks to Montagnard74, Jojoone1, Songsam, Attila, Dennis2, NadegerFERM, and the authors whose travel journals about Laos inspired me (Montagnard74, Muriel18, Mavietongs...).
In this story, written by Richard and illustrated by me, we’ll tell you about the journey of four friends: Catherine, Richard, Nathalie, and Bruno. A reinvented but overall successful trip, filled with discoveries and surprises, the scents of spices and frangipani flowers, (too) spicy food, sunsets, and... one big mess.
After staying in Aruba in November 2023, we picked up our camper van, which we had left in a hotel parking lot in Miami, Florida.
This isn’t our first road trip across the United States. Since we’re retired, we took the opportunity to travel along the American West Coast, starting with the Everglades in Florida to visit a few parks where we could spot alligators.
We also made a few stops in Mississippi and Texas to explore the most important cities in those states.
Did you know that Austin is home to the world’s largest urban bat colony? It’s truly impressive to see thousands of them take flight at dusk.
I invite you to keep reading this travel journal and watch the videos that’ll give you a little more insight into these different destinations.
Videos are embedded throughout the summary. Just click on the image to start the video.
To jump to a specific post, here are the relevant links:
FLORIDA:
Big Cypress National Preserve - Ochopee
Captain Mitch's Everglades Airboat Tours
Marco Island
MISSISSIPPI:
Exploring Biloxi
TEXAS:
Downtown Houston
Corpus Christi
San Antonio Attractions
McNutt Sculpture Garden - San Antonio
Mission San José - San Antonio
Austin Attractions
The World’s Largest Urban Bat Colony - Austin
Downtown Fort Worth Attractions
Downtown Dallas
Highway 1 runs along the Pacific coast of California from Leggett in the north to Dana Point in the south. It's the longest state route in California, stretching 1,050 km.
It's famous for its breathtaking ocean views. That’s actually why it’s become such a popular route for road trips, with tons of attractions and points of interest all along the way.
After crossing the U.S. interior on our way out (see Road Trip USA 2023 - Part 1), we’re starting our return trip along this route from Leggett.
Videos are embedded throughout the summary. Please click on the image to start the video.
To jump to a specific post, here are the appropriate links:
CALIFORNIA:
Scenic Overlooks on Route 1 Between Leggett and Fort Bragg
The Pudding Creek Trestle Bridge in Fort Bragg
Glass Beach - Fort Bragg
Jenner Lookout Point - Highway 1
Goat Rock Beach - Sonoma Coast State Park - Jenner
Point Reyes National Seashore - White House Pool Trail
Point Reyes National Seashore - Limantour Beach
Point Reyes National Seashore - Point Reyes Shipwreck
Point Reyes National Seashore - Kehoe Beach Trail
Point Reyes National Seashore - McClures Beach Trail
Point Reyes National Seashore - Cypress Tree Tunnel
Point Reyes National Seashore - Point Reyes Beach North
Point Reyes National Seashore - Elephant Seals on Drakes Beach
Point Reyes National Seashore - Point Reyes Beach South
Point Reyes National Seashore – Elephant Seals Overlooks
Point Reyes National Seashore - Chimney Rock Trail
Point Reyes National Seashore - Point Reyes Lighthouse Trail
Point Reyes National Seashore – Tule Elk Observation
Point Bonita Lighthouse Trail - Sausalito
Hawk Hill - Sausalito
Battery Spencer Trail - Sausalito
Rodeo Beach - Sausalito
Point Cavallo - Golden Gate View - Sausalito
Exploring Downtown Sausalito
Visiting Sausalito’s Houseboats
Crossing the Golden Gate Bridge - San Francisco
Golden Gate Bridge Viewpoints - San Francisco
Cruise to Alcatraz Island - San Francisco
Visiting Alcatraz Island - San Francisco
Civic Center - Downtown San Francisco
Market Street & Yerba Buena Gardens - Downtown San Francisco
Union Square & Financial District - Downtown San Francisco
Fisherman's Wharf, Pier 39 & Embarcadero - San Francisco
Sea Lion Observation - Pier 39 - San Francisco
Lombard Street & Cable Car - Russian Hill - San Francisco
Macondray Lane Historic District - Russian Hill - San Francisco
Grace Cathedral & Huntington Park - Nob Hill - San Francisco
Telegraph Hill - San Francisco
Chinatown - San Francisco
Alamo Square & Painted Ladies - Western Addition - San Francisco
Palace of Fine Arts - Marina District - San Francisco
Presidio of San Francisco
California Coastal Trail - Lincoln Park - San Francisco
California Palace of the Legion of Honor - Lincoln Park - San Francisco
Sutro Baths - Lincoln Park - San Francisco
Queen Wilhelmina Garden - Golden Gate Park - San Francisco
Bison Paddock - Golden Gate Park - San Francisco
Portals of the Past - Golden Gate Park - San Francisco
Strawberry Hill - Golden Gate Park – San Francisco
Prayerbook Cross & Robin Williams Meadow - Golden Gate Park - San Francisco
Hidden Garden Steps & 16th Avenue Tiled Steps - San Francisco
Grandview Park - San Francisco
Hike - Twin Peaks Three Summits - San Francisco
Longboarding Down Twin Peaks Blvd in San Francisco
Haight-Ashbury - San Francisco
Corona Heights Park - San Francisco
Mission Dolores - San Francisco
Mural Frescoes (Part 1) - Mission District - San Francisco
Mural Frescoes (Part 2) - Mission District - San Francisco
Devil's Slide Bunker - Pacifica
Mavericks Beach - Half Moon Bay
Martins Beach - Half Moon Bay
Pigeon Point Lighthouse State Historic Park - Pescadero
What to See in Santa Cruz
Visiting Capitola
What to See in Monterey
Carmel-by-the-Sea
Lovers Point Park - Pacific Grove
Castle Rock, Hurricane Point & Little Sur River Viewpoints
Pfeiffer Falls Trail
Julia Pfeiffer Burns State Park Vista Point & McWay Falls
Highway 1 - Big Sur Viewpoints
Salmon Creek Falls
San Carpoforo Creek Trail
Elephant Seal Vista Point - San Simeon
San Simeon Pier
Moonstone Beach Boardwalk
Shipwreck - Estero Bluffs State Park
Surfing Competition in Morro Bay
Port San Luis Pier - San Luis Obispo
Pismo Beach
Monarch Butterfly Grove - Pismo State Beach
Nojoqui Falls Park - Solvang
Arroyo Hondo Vista Point
Solvang, a Charming Danish Town in California
Chumash Painted Cave - Santa Barbara
Goleta San Marcos Rd & Cachuma Lake Vista Points - Santa Barbara
Old Santa Barbara Mission
Walking Tour of Santa Barbara’s Historic Downtown
West Beach - Santa Barbara
What to See in Ventura
Paradise Falls - Wildwood Regional Park - Thousand Oaks
Sandy Dune & El Matador State Beach - Malibu
Point Dume Nature Reserve - Malibu
Malibu Pier
Road Trip in the Malibu Mountains
Los Liones Trail - Santa Monica
Santa Monica Pier
Rodeo Drive - Beverly Hills
Greystone Mansion - Beverly Hills
Hollywood Walk of Fame - Los Angeles
Griffith Observatory - Los Angeles
Hollywood Forever Cemetery - Los Angeles
What to See in Venice Beach
Venice Beach Skatepark
ShoreLine Aquatic Park - Long Beach
Alamitos Beach - Long Beach
Naples Island - Long Beach
Crescent Bay Point Park & Helser Park Kiosk - Laguna Beach
Shell Beach at Twin Points - Laguna Beach
Prairie Dogs at Agra Vista Point
Top Gun House & Oceanside Pier
Annie's Canyon Trail - Solana Beach (Via North Rios Trailhead Loop)
Old Town San Diego
La Jolla Coastal Trail - San Diego
Balboa Park - San Diego
Pacific Beach - San Diego
Mission Beach - San Diego
Ocean Beach Tide Pools - San Diego
Sunset Cliffs Natural Park - San Diego
Tuna Harbor Park - San Diego
Seaport Village & Embarcadero Marina Park - San Diego
Gaslamp Quarter - Downtown San Diego
Coronado Island - San Diego
Dead Dolly Lane - Alpine
Galleta Meadows Metal Sculptures - Borrego Springs
What to See in Palm Springs
Robolights - Palm Springs
Andreas Canyon Trail - Indian Canyons - Palm Springs
Palm Canyon Trail - Indian Canyons - Palm Springs
West Fork Falls Trail - Indian Canyons - Palm Springs
Tahquitz Canyon Loop Trail - Indian Canyons - Palm Springs
Desert Christ Park - Yucca Valley
Pioneertown
Salvation Mountain - Niland
Slab City - Niland
Bonjour les voyageurs,
Après la « belle surprise » du Burkina l’an passé, l’envie de prolonger la découverte de l’Afrique de l’Ouest n’a cessé de me trotter dans la tête, en particulier celle du Ghana.
Ce pays présentait à mes yeux 2 spécificités : Une culture anglophone et une façade maritime (la Golden Coast) où subsistent des forts et châteaux construits aux 17è et 18è servant au sinistre commerce triangulaire (traite des esclaves).
Malgré les questions de proches, du genre « quoi tu vas au Ghana ? », « pour quoi faire ? », «mais c’est où ? », « t‘as pas peur ? », « Y’a pas de touristes là-bas !», quelques mois avant le départ, c’est décidé, je prends un billet Paris- Accra, via Lisbonne sur TAP, compagnie portugaise, (477 USD) afin de profiter d’un « stop over » de 5 jours dans la capitale portugaise au retour, tandis que mon copain-de-voyage fait Paris-Accra direct sur Air France.
Bien lui en pris ! Il passa les 2 premiers jours à arpenter les rues chaudes et poussiéreuses de la capitale seul, tandis que la TAP (compagnie portugaise) me consignait, avec environ 140 autres passagers-naufragés du vol Lisbonne-Accra, dans un hôtel à Lomé (Togo) pour cause de … « problèmes techniques sérieux » sur l’avion !!!!!
Ça commençait bien !!!!
Heureusement, ce fut la seule fausse note d’un voyage fort instructif dans un pays qui gagne à être connu par les voyageurs francophones, les autres étant déjà très présents (allemands et hollandais surtout, histoire oblige nous en reparlerons, beaucoup de ghanéens expatriés dans tous les pays européens et USA, Canada).
Commençons par le plus moche du voyage, Accra et ses 2,5 millions d’habitants, qui ne mérite qu’une visite (très) rapide.
La preuve en photos, je vous dispense des plus glauques...
Front de mer à Labadi Beach
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5. Jamestown, le "port" d'Accra
Les (super) tankers ne peuvent décharger au Ghana, le port le plus important et le plus proche est celui de Lomé au Togo (construit par les allemands lors de la colonisation).
This short stay in Doha is part of a longer trip. It lets us break up a flight to the Seychelles.
Friday, January 16, The Corniche
Despite the adventures we had the day before (read about it here), we just can’t get up later than 8 a.m. Our minds are a bit clearer and a bit more positive after some sleep.
View of the Corniche from the 12th floor.
Breakfast is sumptuous—it really lifts our spirits.
On this Friday morning, almost everything is closed, so we head out to explore the Corniche, which is just a few hundred meters from our hotel in Old Doha.
A marathon is happening today on the Corniche, so the road is closed and empty, making it easy to cross. The palm-shaped streetlights are gorgeous when they’re lit up at night.
A little reminder of Qatar’s once-thriving pearl trade.
A memory of a much more recent past.
The sun is shining, but it’s not very warm—just 19°C at the hottest part of the day. Tough luck, last week it was 24°C.
The walk along the crescent-shaped Corniche is pretty long. From the old town to the modern center, where massive Dubai-style towers rise, it’s a 6 km promenade along the waterfront.
Many dhows are docked, waiting for tourists to take a little cruise in the bay, but visitors are scarce.
The skyscrapers are so stunning, you can’t help but admire them.
We spent two weeks in the Seychelles at the end of March and beginning of April 2026.
We split our stay as follows: 4 nights on La Digue, nights on Praslin (assuming you meant a specific number here—let me know if you'd like to correct it!), and 6 nights on Mahé.
It’s a classic itinerary.
Inter-island transfers are done with the Cat Coco company. You can book the transfers online on their website, which also offers an airport-to-port shuttle when you arrive in Mahé. It takes about 50 minutes to go from Mahé to Praslin and 10 minutes between Praslin and La Digue.
La Digue is an island with very few cars (only taxis and a few official or business vehicles) and lots of bikes. You can rent them everywhere on the island—we rented ours from our landlady.
Things to see and do on the island: a bike tour around the island, the Veuve Reserve (it’s a bird), Union Estate with a giant tortoise park, and especially Anse Source d’Argent (our favorite beach across all three islands) and all the other coves, including Grande Anse, Petite Anse, and Anse Sévère.
For food, there are several takeaways on the island and plenty of small shops for groceries—same goes for the other two islands.
On Praslin, we rented a car, but you can also use the bus network. There aren’t many destinations, the main one being the Vallée de Mai, a must-visit as the sanctuary of the coco de mer (the "butt nut"). It’s best to visit with a guide—they wait for a small group, and the ticket price can be split four ways. You *can* visit alone, but you’ll miss out on a lot of information.
Another destination is Anse Georgette, in the north of the island near the airport and the golf course of a big resort. Have your accommodation notify the hotel when you’re heading there, and if you’re driving, park as soon as you see the first signs for the parking lot.
Anse Lazio is famous, but much more touristy than Anse Georgette.
We stayed in Anse Volbert Village at Côte d’Or, a stunning 3 km beach with shops, takeaways, and restaurants.
Mahé is the largest island. Like on Praslin, you can rent a car or use the buses—we rented one. The roads are good but sometimes narrow. Don’t forget the mountainous terrain in this part of the Seychelles, which makes some climbs very steep (same as on Praslin). Opt for small cars—they’re often automatic, and remember you drive on the left here!
Things to see on Mahé: the Jardin du Roi, a collection of everything that grows in the Seychelles—very interesting, with a great restaurant. Visit Anse Intendance, Anse Bazarca, and Police Bay in the south—three gorgeous beaches. Also check out Anse Royale. For souvenirs, head to the Craft Village, where you can find some unique items. If you’re a fan, visit the Takamaka distillery.
In conclusion, we should’ve added one or two more nights on La Digue—it’s really beautiful—and only stayed three nights on Praslin.
We rented apartments through Booking and Airbnb. Don’t forget to get your tourist visa online.
The Seychelles is a clean, safe, relaxed, and stress-free country
Après mon voyage en Oregon en 2018 (cf Carnet "L'Oregon et seulement l'Oregon"), j'avais vaguement l'intention de retourner dans l'Ouest (l'ouest des USA bien sur, l'ouest de la France j'y habite presque) un jour, plus tard.... sans date ni idée précises.
Novembre 2018, je tombe sur une promotion pour des vols AR Paris-San Francisco.
Enfin, je tombe.... On avait bien dû collecter des "data" sur ma petite personne pour que cette promotion ait une bonne chance de passer devant mes yeux ouverts. Et ça marche !
ESTA encore valable, 2 jours après c'est décidé : ce sera du 13 Mai 2019 (départ Paris) au 15 Juin 2019 (retour Paris).
Le type de voyage ? comme l'an dernier : voyage à petit budget, voiture de location et hébergement uniquement en camping, sans réservations pour être le plus libre possible.
Les exceptions ? 3 nuits en Auberge de Jeunesse à l'arrivée à San Francisco (centre), 1 nuit au retour (juste avant de prendre l'avion) à Montara, près de Pacifica, un endroit bien situé à priori pour retourner en voiture à l'aéroport en milieu de nuit.
Maintenant reste à construire le canevas (à peu près). Je m'y mets et cela va donner une fois le voyage réalisé :
Point le plus à l'ouest : Montara Lighthouse sur la côte 30 kms au sud de San Francisco (California);
Point le plus à l'est : Zion National Park (Utah).
Point le plus au nord : Reno (Nevada).
Point le plus au sud : Spring Mountain Ranch State Park à Blue Diamond près de Las Vegas (Nevada).
Autrement vu
Je vais rester 33 jours dans cette petite zone ! Je suis un voyageur lent.
Entre temps, je me suis rendu compte que, dans certains endroits où je voulais aller (Las Vegas et des Parcs Nationaux), il était préférable de réserver.
J'ai ajouté à la liste des réservations :
- 2 nuits en AJ à Las Vegas
- 6 nuits en camping dans les parcs nationaux ( 2 à Zion NP, 2 à Yosemite NP, 2 à Sequoia-Kings Canyon NP).
Entre tous ces points de passage (datés), c'est au choix parmi les idées trouvées.
Je suis aussi un rédacteur lent ; rédacteur lent , voyageur lent, il va me falloir du temps pour boucler la boucle.
Je commence demain.
Blue skies (lots of them), whitewashed villages with steep alleyways, hundreds of churches, and... thousands of stairs?
Welcome to the Cyclades! 🙂
We’d been dreaming about this for a while, but in July-August—with the crowds—no way!
Now that I can travel outside school holidays, the Cyclades are back on the agenda.
And so begins a loooong period of planning and second-guessing, with countless itinerary changes: the Cyclades, yes, but which ones?
I was fixated on Folegandros (we won’t be going after all) and really wanted to visit Delos.
So, for this first trip, it’ll be: Mykonos (and Delos)-Naxos-Amorgos-Santorini.
Saturday 24/05:
Departure from Orly on a Transavia flight, arriving in Mykonos in the late afternoon.
We found a hotel that offers free transfers (pretty rare and not insignificant—it’s 25 € each way for just a few kilometers 😠) and at a reasonable price (83 € per night for B&B).
Time for dinner already: Greek salad and souvlaki (we’re in Greece, right?)
(Okay, this is actually a dakos with Naxos cheese, but I don’t have a photo of a Greek salad 😏).
We’re a couple in our sixties and spent four weeks in Indonesia during October 2025.
First, we got all the necessary documents—Indonesian visa, Bali-specific visa, and customs forms—from specialized Indonesian websites. You *can* get them on arrival, but it takes a lot of time.
Unfortunately, we chose to spend the first six days of our trip in Ubud and Amed, on Bali, which we bitterly regretted. You can arrive in Indonesia without going through Bali—this island is overcrowded with tourists, cars, and scooters, and it’s home to 4,400,000 people despite being smaller than Corsica. The locals are very kind, helpful, and friendly, and the food is good, but everything is geared toward tourists—nothing feels truly authentic. At least in the parts of Bali we visited: Sanur in the south (where we spent three days before flying back to France), Ubud, and Amed. The north of the island might be more interesting, but we didn’t go there.
After Bali, we headed to Yogyakarta, on Java, to explore the city and, most importantly, visit the temples of Borobudur and Prambanan.
It’s like going from a hyper-touristy universe to a world with almost no tourists. When you walk around the city, you barely see any tourists—the people are very approachable and happy to chat. As for Borobudur and Prambanan, they’re an absolute must on this trip. You *can* visit both temples in one day, including seeing Borobudur at sunrise. We split the visits over two days. We booked Borobudur the day before on the official site, which offers specific visiting times. For Prambanan, we bought the ticket and hired a guide on-site.
We spent four days on Java before flying to Sulawesi, also called Celebes. Makassar, the island’s capital, was just a stopover between flights, but we had time to admire the beautiful new mosque at sunset. Then, we spent four days in Toraja country, another highlight of the trip, visiting cemeteries and attending a funeral ceremony with around 600 people near Rantepao. We experienced truly unique and extraordinary moments. Above Toraja country, a few hours’ drive away, lies the Bada Valley and its megaliths—the tallest is 4.8 meters high, and there are about fifteen scattered across the rice fields. We saw five of them. There were a few tourists in Toraja, but in Bada, we were alone. Unforgettable memories, stunning landscapes, and always-smiling, kind, approachable people.
To wrap up the trip, we spent five nights in the Togian Islands, north of the Bada Valley, alone in a resort with three bungalows. The view was a white-sand beach and the nearby coral reef, complete with colorful fish, turtles, dolphins, and sharks.
After eleven nights in Sulawesi, we returned to Bali. Our last nights were in Sanur, a beach town with all-inclusive hotels (we stayed in an Airbnb), restaurants serving beef bourguignon, and tourists who don’t really go to Indonesia—they just go to Bali.
Practical tip: download Grab, the local Uber—it’s super handy. This year, we opted for an eSIM, which is also very convenient. You can buy it in France and activate it when you arrive at the airport.
I’m happy to answer any questions!
PS: Despite my mixed feelings about Bali, it *can* still be a travel destination—but Indonesia has so much more to offer!
Marc
This one-month trip, from January 18 to February 17, 2026, allowed us to visit Mexico City and travel through the states of Puebla, Oaxaca, and Chiapas. We mainly used buses (ADO company) for medium and long distances and colectivos or taxis (or Uber) for shorter trips.
Before leaving, I had contacted several people on the ground: Harry, a Vendéan settled in Oaxaca offering, among other things, discoveries of artisan villages or the Monte Albán site, and Oscar in Comitán de Domínguez. I’ll come back to our meeting with Oscar, who runs a local agency (CVL Travel Turismo Alternativo & Corre la voz) and owns a very pleasant hostel, a real highlight of our trip.
Our journey took place in 8 stages on a loop starting from Mexico City. The connections between each were made by day or night buses depending on the trip duration. I had booked our seats in advance, either directly on the ADO company’s website or through booking platforms depending on the rates offered. Note that by planning ahead, I was able to benefit from very interesting "Early Booking" rates.
There are several comfort classes. For all our trips, I had booked seats in Primera class buses, except for two in GL (Grand Luxe) class. The rates are very reasonable, and the buses turned out to be comfortable or even very comfortable (only the basic seat recline might surprise you).
Our itinerary and number of days per stage:
Stage 1 – Mexico City: 4 days
Stage 2 – Puebla: 2 days
Stage 3 – Oaxaca: 4 days
Stage 4 – San Agustinillo: 4 days
Stage 5 – San Cristóbal de las Casas: 3 days
Stage 6 – Comitán de Domínguez: 6 days
Stage 7 – Palenque: 4 days
Stage 8 – Mexico City: 2 days
If I were to do it again, I’d remove one day from Palenque and add it either to Puebla or San Cristóbal to visit nearby sites or villages, or to San Agustinillo to enjoy one more day by the Pacific Ocean.
Stage 1: Mexico City (2,200 m / 9.2 million inhabitants)
We arrived in the Mexican capital around 10:00 PM. The simplified customs process was very quick. After exchanging some money at the airport, we took a taxi to our youth hostel.
We got around the capital on foot, of course, but also by metro. Signs are very rare, and we took the train in the wrong direction several times. After a few mistakes, we systematically asked on the platform if we were going the right way.
The metro is very affordable. You need to get a rechargeable card (the Tarjeta de Movilidad Integrada) and top it up as needed. This card (less than 1 €) isn’t personal, so there’s no need to get one per person.
Mexico City: Day 1.
Visits and walks of the day (note: many museums are closed on Mondays):
The Zócalo or Constitution Square: it’s one of the most beautiful, largest (195m x 240m), and oldest squares in the world. This is where Cortés decided to build the center of the new Spanish city on the site of the former Tenochtitlan market. Stones from the pyramids were used to pave the esplanade and build the surrounding colonial churches and buildings. During our visit, the huge square was covered with (resin) cacti, the theme of the temporary exhibition at the time. Indeed, temporary events or exhibitions take place here throughout the year. It’s also the endpoint for many protest marches.
The cathedral: it’s sinking by one centimeter per year despite massive stabilization work (the collapse of many Mexican buildings—30 cm/year—is due to groundwater pumping). It was built starting in 1571 and completed in... 1813.
The modest remains of the Templo Mayor (exterior view): they have high symbolic value, as this monument was the most important in the Mexica Empire.
We then walked through the streets of the historic center to the Santísima Church, unfortunately closed for renovation work.
Next, we took the metro to visit one of Mexico’s most important pilgrimage sites: the Insigne y Nacional Basílicas de Santa María de Guadalupe, as well as the Capilla del Cerrito on the hill.
The first, dating from the colonial era, is really leaning a lot.
The second, shaped like a rotunda, is very impressive from the inside.
In the basement, there’s a sacred tunic where, in 1531, an image of the Virgin Mary is said to have appeared. A real mystery for scientists, the garment has never deteriorated since that date. Slow-moving conveyor belts allow pilgrims to admire it, preventing crowds from gathering in front of the image for hours. Well thought out!
From the top of the Capilla del Cerrito, you get beautiful views of huge Mexico City.
Thursday, Oct 23. Left home at 8:25 AM, took the bus from St Cyp to Perpignan, then a BlaBlaBus to Barcelona airport. Last night, a huge storm crossed France, and the bus was an hour late. We finally left at 11 AM. At the Spanish border, we were checked—several Africans were traveling on the bus, and their document verification took quite a while. In the end, everything was in order, and we set off again a good half-hour later.
We finally arrived at Barcelona airport after 2 PM, but no stress since my flight was scheduled for 4:30 PM with Saudia. At check-in, the hostess told me there’d be a 1-hour delay due to bad weather in France and Belgium. In the end, the flight didn’t just have a 1-hour delay but a 5-hour one because of a technical issue. The next flight wouldn’t wait for us. When we arrived in Jeddah, they gave us another ticket for the following day—the flight to Bangkok was scheduled for 11:55 AM. The airline assigned us a room, which was good news since I was exhausted. Friday morning, the flight was still scheduled for 11:55 AM, but the gate wasn’t displayed. It was announced with a 1-hour delay, but that stretched to 4 hours. They handed out drinks and a snack—again, the delay was due to technical problems. In Bangkok, I had a connecting flight to Chiang Rai, where I’d also booked a room—I lost everything.
We finally arrived in Bangkok on Saturday at 4 AM. I had to buy another ticket for a 7 AM flight. The formalities were quick, and my flight went smoothly. A taxi took me to Bus Terminal 1, where I caught a bus leaving at 10 AM, and we arrived at the Thailand-Laos border. I shared a taxi with other travelers, which took us to Houay Xai. The guesthouse I’d booked was right across from the stop—that was great. I exchanged some money and bought a SIM card at the guesthouse. Despite the fatigue, I needed to stretch my legs, so I walked down the street to the temple.
and continued to Fort Carnot, built by the French.
The views of the Mekong are beautiful for a first glimpse of the country.
yum-yum, bon appétit!
At 6:30 PM, I went to dinner at a restaurant across from the guesthouse—a chicken curry with vegetables.
I didn’t linger and went back to bed. I slept well, even if I woke up often.
This travel journal is the second part of the trip whose first part you can find here: 1st part...
Sunday, August 7: the day we discover a magical place... Edmaier's Secret...
We got up at 8:00 AM, had breakfast on the terrace of our tiny house, and then set off again toward yesterday’s trail. This time, we stopped after 4.5 miles on House Rock Valley Road at the Buckskin Gulch Trail parking lot.
We weren’t interested in that trail today—the slot canyon is muddy anyway after the recent storms...
Instead, we explored a lesser-known area that became our playground. And what a playground it was, folks—an out-of-this-world spot, THE highlight of our trip!!! 😏
Just imagine being in the middle of these landscapes, and the cherry on top... no one else around!!!!! Well, we did meet a couple who were coming back—it was 9:30 AM 😮. Did they camp there? Did they turn back? 🙁
After paying the entry permit online, we set off with plenty of water (6L for the four of us) plus a gallon we hid along the way for the return trip. 😉
After a one-hour approach hike along a wash, we reached the sea of sand.
We had to cross it to reach our goal: a strip about 2 km long and 1 km wide that you can explore freely since there’s no marked trail...
We entered a few GPS points into our Garmin Etrex, and off we went!!! 😎
It was... magical, enchanting, a true love-at-first-sight moment!
Brain Rock, waves, fine and brittle rock, colors—it goes up, it goes down.
Just thinking about it gives me chills... I remember sitting still for two minutes, taking in these wonders with such emotion that I teared up...
Introduction:
For years, I’ve heard about Costa Rica, which seems like a country "made for me"—nature, not cities.
I almost went in 2019, but a family issue made me cancel.
Initially, I wanted to spend at least three weeks there, planning to go in our summer despite it being the rainy season. Then I realized what I wanted to do could fit into two weeks, so I ended up going in February.
Plus, January’s weather was so awful that some sunshine should do me good.
I found a flight at a decent price, but with two downsides.
The first is that it leaves from Paris CDG, and the second is that it’s with Air France—a airline I’d sworn off after my misadventures with them back in 2008. We’ll see how it goes!
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The path through the woods leads us to the Chapel of Saint Guirec, which overlooks the beach.
Plusieurs magnifiques greniers collectifs ont été superbement restaurés. Les couleurs chaudes de la pierre captent merveilleusement la lumière. C'est splendide!
Direct train to Roissy—just 1h15. Quick and efficient.
All that was left was to wait for our overnight flight. We took off on time, just before 11 PM. Smooth flight, nothing unusual. Arrived in Nairobi around 9 AM. A few hours’ wait, then a flight to Dar es Salaam, landing at our first destination around 12:45 PM.
Our local contact, Anne from Asanterra agency, picked us up at the airport. It was hot and humid—it was raining.
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(Okay, this is actually a dakos with Naxos cheese, but I don’t have a photo of a Greek salad 😏).
We then walked through the streets of the historic center to the Santísima Church, unfortunately closed for renovation work.
Next, we took the metro to visit one of Mexico’s most important pilgrimage sites: the Insigne y Nacional Basílicas de Santa María de Guadalupe, as well as the Capilla del Cerrito on the hill.
The first, dating from the colonial era, is really leaning a lot.
From the top of the Capilla del Cerrito, you get beautiful views of huge Mexico City.
