I’ve always wondered what I was "doing" on this earth. And why my father, who died a few months after I was born—a former youngest French resistance fighter—joined the First Saharan Motorized Company in Atar and spent the rest of his life repairing army engines in Algeria, Mauritania, Senegal, Mali (which didn’t exist under that name back then), Morocco, and finally Algeria, where my mother was born and raised. (Believe me, it’s not "cool" being the child of a soldier in a country occupied by France, and even less so the child of a "pied-noir.") Of course, I never got an answer: the dead don’t talk, and the army doesn’t either. But here’s the thing—I had photos... So naturally, one day I hit the road. I wanted to see, to understand. It’s thanks to VF that I was able to do a little research on crossing the Morocco-Mauritania border, and I’m grateful to its members, just as I’m grateful to all those who welcomed me on the road for 14 years. For the past few weeks, I’ve been wondering if I should talk about this or not... It turns out the Mauritanians changed my life by asking for my help... And that started as early as February 2012... (Did I owe them something? No answer to that question.) Ah, the irony—they saw me coming. But when you’re handed sick children and begged to do something, what would you have done? I’d worked in a hospital, so I knew a bit about the rules to follow. I didn’t hesitate. And well, over all these years, I met doctors, surgeons, and together we organized care, evacuations of children, training for surgeons—even trying to stop children from having to travel outside their country. It was never easy. I’d like to thank those who supported us, as well as *La Chaîne de l’Espoir*, *La Fondation Face au Monde*, and everyone who built bridges between our two countries. Unfortunately, despite the constant efforts of Mauritanian doctors and surgeons, some children couldn’t be helped in time. Today, I want to talk about four siblings—orphans of their mother—suffering from congenital glaucoma causing irreversible blindness. Their case was entrusted to me in 2020, just weeks before the big lockdown. We couldn’t do anything for them then, but when their father asked me for a gift, I rushed to my computer and wrote a story. Through a tale, the children take a great journey, explore their country, and fulfill a dream. I never thought this book would be published—it was, in 2023. This book pays tribute to Mauritania. It’s a message for those who know nothing about the hardships of life there, carrying both the harshness and beauty of an immense desert where you can travel by 4x4, bike, on foot, or by camel in complete safety. It bears witness to the kindness of Mauritanians toward travelers. As a woman traveling alone in my vehicle—a now-rusted old Mercedes that no longer runs—I had the most beautiful encounters of my life there (I’ve seen other parts of the world...). The blind children of Choum, Atar, Nouadhibou, and Nouakchott will forever be in my heart. Volunteer readers transcribed the book into a free audio version for the visually impaired. It’s available in sound libraries in France, the *Fondation Valentin Haüy*, and the Swiss Romande library. I made my last trip to Mauritania in my old 4x4 to distribute the book everywhere, especially to its heroes and the school for the visually impaired in Nouakchott. After that, I thought it was time to close the chapter because I no longer have the means or the strength to travel. My publishers chose this title for it: *The Blue Eyes of the Desert*. This publication helped a mission of Swiss volunteer ophthalmologists come to operate on glaucomas in Mauritania. I’m thrilled because they come back every year! This adventure is ending, yes—everything must come to an end—but ultimately, it was born here, on the VF site!! So yes, I had to say it: THANK YOU!!!!!
Migrations des homosapiens
by Mohikan
This discussion is in French, the community’s main language.
Pas si on en retire toutes les croyances et rites liés au contexte local. Alors on revient au noyau, à l'essence.
Les religions se sont adaptées pour pouvoir survivre dans leur nouveau milieu. Le chrsitianisme fut une religion orientale (et l'est encore). Elle s'est occidentalisée ici. Le bouddhisme n'a pas encore eu le temps de s'adapter. Cela viendra. Pour l'instant il est encore enveloppé de ses vêtements orientaux. Il faut juste le dépouiller un peu.
Le chirstianisme est né en Israël c'est pas l'Orient et il s'est développé en Afrique de l'Est au départ...c'est pas l'Orient non plus.
Une religion ne s'adapte pas, les pratiques elles s'adaptent mais pour autant la pratique religieuse s'inscrit dans une culture...
Pour toi l'idéal serait une mondialisation des religions où tout à chacun pourrait choisir sa religion adaptée à la culture local comme un hamburger...marchandisée...?
Orientale ne veut pas dire extrême orientale.
Tu dis la même chose que moi, jeune padawan. L'essence d'une religion reste mais les pratiques et croyances, elles, s'adaptent.
Qui parle de mondialisation et mercantilisation sprituelle? Je ne vois pas pourquoi une religion serait "propriété" d'un contexte précis! Alors redonnons le christianisme en Palestine (où il est minoritaire), le bouddhisme en Inde (où il a quasiment disparu)... Je ne trouve pas choquant qu'il y ait des bouddhistes français, des juifs américains, des chrétiens sud américains...
salut,
à partir du moment où tout etre vivant (dont l'homme biensur)
"possède" un esprit, une conscience (ou plutot est conscience et esprit, avant d'etre seulement un corps physique qu'il anime), il a aussi (pour moi) un chemin spirituel
Comme dit maitre Yoda (500 ans) nous sommes des etres "illuminés", pas une simple matière brute
Donc la "sagesse", ou l'esprit, l'énergie, precede toute naissance ou vie sur sur terre, et precede aussi toutes religions "temporelles et formelles" qui ne sont pas toujours le reflet de la "sagesse originelle", qui est au delà des livres, des dogmes, des rites ou autres... c'est juste "l'Etre", au delà des apparences
« L'amour c'est d'abord respecter la liberté des autres êtres, là où il y a désir personnel, il n'y a pas d'amour. La terre n'appartient pas à l'homme, l'homme appartient à la terre »
Tu utilises toute une phraséologie...un vocabulaire qui n'ont pour toi comme pour nous pas de signification...
Tu réponds nullement à ma question...
J'ai l'impression d'entendre un prêtre qui nous sermonne...
Dieu est amour Dieu est lumière...dans le monde de Dieu les humbles seront placés à la droite du Père...et les premiers seront les derniers...je peux continuer comme cela pendant des heures...mais je vois pas quel est le rapport avec ce dont nous parlons...
Dieu est amour Dieu est lumière...dans le monde de Dieu les humbles seront placés à la droite du Père...et les premiers seront les derniers...je peux continuer comme cela pendant des heures...mais je vois pas quel est le rapport avec ce dont nous parlons...
Je te parle pas du contexte...mais de la notion d'héritage. Ce n'est pas en rapport avec un lieux. D'ailleurs les pratiquants les plus acharnés sont souvent les émigrés qui se raccrochent à leur religion : Islamistes en banlieues par ex.
Une religion est une pratique empirique.
Et qui parle de mercantilisation spirituelle ? Tout les analystes notamment des nouveaux courants religieux...ils évoquent le "marché" du spirituel...
Ce n'est pas "que des mots" pour moi,
parceque "l'Etre" a une signification et experimentation pour moi,
biensur on peut atteindre par la méditation profonde ou autre, plus facilement "l'experience de l'etre" en paix (ou plus en paix en tous cas), mais meme chez les etres "ordinaires", ou memes ceux qui ne sont pas "en paix", mais confus, ou autres (avec désirs, haines, peurs, ambitions, souffrances, plaisirs ou autres), meme là ils ne cessent pas pour autant de dire, en parlant d'eux meme "je suis" cela, "je suis" comme ca etc...
"l'experience" de l'etre, c'est simplement l'existence "a la base", qu'elle soit parfaite ou imparfaite, l'existence de chaque etre, du monde et notre propre existence -presence, prouve a elle seule ca
"l'experience" de l'etre, c'est simplement l'existence "a la base", qu'elle soit parfaite ou imparfaite, l'existence de chaque etre, du monde et notre propre existence -presence, prouve a elle seule ca
« L'amour c'est d'abord respecter la liberté des autres êtres, là où il y a désir personnel, il n'y a pas d'amour. La terre n'appartient pas à l'homme, l'homme appartient à la terre »
Tu trouves pas que la consommation de religiosité orientale est finalement très conforme à l'esprit consumériste...d'idéal d'accomplissement de soi...très dans l'air du temps...de chosification de la religion...que l'on prend que l'on jette comme un simple produit...
Tu dénonces l'âge de l'hyperconsommation...mais paradoxalement la pratique philosophico-religieuse des traditions orientales c'est justement la consécration de la société de consommation : un âge ou même le spirituel se consomme....
Je suis entièrement d'accord avec toi Brasilero. Tu as parfaitement exprimé les pensées que j'avais en lisant, ou plutôt en essayant de lire, les posts de Mohican.
A l'attention de Mohican : Je retrouve beaucoup de tes posts dans les différentes discussions du site. Je les trouve bien difficile à lire et souvent j'abandonne. Trop de lol et de " " comme si tu n'étais pas certain des mots que tu utilises et par conséquant de tes idées.
Mais le peu que je retienne me parait désespérant : toujours la même litanie, les mêmes phrases se voulant philosophiques. Aucune réponse précise et cohérente aux questions qui te sont posées. Tu te crée une vraie façade se voulant bien pensante, ayant compris le sens de la vie mais passé cette façade, je ne trouve pas de véritable réflexion qui te soit propre ou qui ne soit enfermée dans les principes que tu t'imposes.
Le débat est impossible. Tu ressembles à un ado au moment de sa période rebelle et idéaliste. L'ado buté qui est contre la société de consommation mais qui ne pourra pas sortir sans enfiler les dernières Puma. Comme le dit Brasilero, tu es plongé dans la société de consommation : mais tu n'achètes pas des Puma, tu t'achètes une soi-disant bonne conscience et de bonnes pensées.
Enfin, une dernière chose, concernant ta vision des femmes et de la sexualité : cela doit faire longtemps que tu n'as pas pris du bon temps avec une femme et ça te monte à la tête !
S'envoyer en l'air dans le cadre d'une longue relation ou pour une aventure d'une nuit est la même chose du moment que c'est un moment voulu par les deux personnes. Je ne vois rien à redire là dessus et cela ne diminue en rien les qualités des personnes concernées.
Vive l'amour et vive le plaisir ! Si cela n'existait pas, notre vie serait bien triste... un peu comme la tienne, non ?
Tu dénonces l'âge de l'hyperconsommation...mais paradoxalement la pratique philosophico-religieuse des traditions orientales c'est justement la consécration de la société de consommation : un âge ou même le spirituel se consomme....
Je suis entièrement d'accord avec toi Brasilero. Tu as parfaitement exprimé les pensées que j'avais en lisant, ou plutôt en essayant de lire, les posts de Mohican.
A l'attention de Mohican : Je retrouve beaucoup de tes posts dans les différentes discussions du site. Je les trouve bien difficile à lire et souvent j'abandonne. Trop de lol et de " " comme si tu n'étais pas certain des mots que tu utilises et par conséquant de tes idées.
Mais le peu que je retienne me parait désespérant : toujours la même litanie, les mêmes phrases se voulant philosophiques. Aucune réponse précise et cohérente aux questions qui te sont posées. Tu te crée une vraie façade se voulant bien pensante, ayant compris le sens de la vie mais passé cette façade, je ne trouve pas de véritable réflexion qui te soit propre ou qui ne soit enfermée dans les principes que tu t'imposes.
Le débat est impossible. Tu ressembles à un ado au moment de sa période rebelle et idéaliste. L'ado buté qui est contre la société de consommation mais qui ne pourra pas sortir sans enfiler les dernières Puma. Comme le dit Brasilero, tu es plongé dans la société de consommation : mais tu n'achètes pas des Puma, tu t'achètes une soi-disant bonne conscience et de bonnes pensées.
Enfin, une dernière chose, concernant ta vision des femmes et de la sexualité : cela doit faire longtemps que tu n'as pas pris du bon temps avec une femme et ça te monte à la tête !
S'envoyer en l'air dans le cadre d'une longue relation ou pour une aventure d'une nuit est la même chose du moment que c'est un moment voulu par les deux personnes. Je ne vois rien à redire là dessus et cela ne diminue en rien les qualités des personnes concernées.
Vive l'amour et vive le plaisir ! Si cela n'existait pas, notre vie serait bien triste... un peu comme la tienne, non ?
La chance n'est pas le résultat du hasard : ce sont nos propres choix qui créent notre chance.
Je pense que Mohican aime bien qu'on lui réponde, surtout quand on n'est pas d'accord.
En ce sens, il fait effectivement penser à un troll et tu viens de lui faire plaisir.
Ca ne veut rien dire...ce que tu baratines...
"etres "ordinaires", ou memes ceux qui ne sont pas "en paix", mais confus, ou autres (avec désirs, haines, peurs, ambitions, souffrances, plaisirs ou autres)"
La haine la peur etc. sont liées à la nature humaine...l'Homme en paix est un idéal à atteindre. Mais c'est un idéal seulement. Dans la pratique il n'existe pas. Tu n'es pas plus en paix qu'un autre...
Tu es simplement dans une logique de distinction, de pratique expérientielle classique dans nos sociétés de perte de valeur et donc de recherche de spiritualité correspondant aux nouveaux itmes à la mode : spiritualité, expérience de l'être, des sens, paix avec soi même etc.
"etres "ordinaires", ou memes ceux qui ne sont pas "en paix", mais confus, ou autres (avec désirs, haines, peurs, ambitions, souffrances, plaisirs ou autres)"
La haine la peur etc. sont liées à la nature humaine...l'Homme en paix est un idéal à atteindre. Mais c'est un idéal seulement. Dans la pratique il n'existe pas. Tu n'es pas plus en paix qu'un autre...
Tu es simplement dans une logique de distinction, de pratique expérientielle classique dans nos sociétés de perte de valeur et donc de recherche de spiritualité correspondant aux nouveaux itmes à la mode : spiritualité, expérience de l'être, des sens, paix avec soi même etc.
pour virginie,
de mon coté je ne juge presque jamais les "messages des autres" ou les gens "en particulier", (mais je sais que beaucoup de wasitchus (homosapiens "modernes") le font, de meme que tu viens de le faire ) de meme que je ne m'impose jamais aux autres, a part que j'y repond parfois sans rien exiger, y compris dans le domaine des pulsions sexuelles, puisque tu en parles, car pour moi "consommer" les gens comme tu sembles le dire, avec ou sans leur consentement, restent une forme d'égoisme (au delà de l'hypocrisie actuelle de ceux qui appellent ca amour, ou plaisir pour pouvoir continuer a consommer et profiter des autres sans problèmes de conscience) et donc c'est utiliser l'integrité physique et de l'esprit des autres, donc ce n'est pas si anodin que tu le dis
mais je connais ton discours de consommatrice (sous couvert du mot "amour", galvaudé comme disait certains... lol) et beaucoup sont comme ca de nos jours, ensuite ca ne m'etonne pas que les mst, les "consommation d'ex" se repandent partout (avec ou sans protection d'ailleurs souvent) car c'est logique, a force de "profiter" de tout et n'importe qui (quoi), sans un minimum de fidélité s'ils sont en couple, et de respect, que de nombreuses contagions se repandent, donc la maladie la plus "contagieuse" de toutes, la "connerie humaine"... lol et l'égoisme, l'avidité ou le profit chez beaucoup d'humains
De meme qu'ils se multiplient et envahissent chaque jour toujours plus la terre et la nature, qu'ils détruisent souvent,
et ca me semble, comme pour d'autres, souvent lié (sida, contamination de la planète, pollution etc, tout est lié, ca vient de cette "activité frenetique" de la plupart des humains, hommes ou femmes, qui dans ce domaine ne sont pas differents souvent des espèces prolifiques )
mais l'Amour, le respect, la paix, c'est autre chose
« L'amour c'est d'abord respecter la liberté des autres êtres, là où il y a désir personnel, il n'y a pas d'amour. La terre n'appartient pas à l'homme, l'homme appartient à la terre »
Je sais... mais ça faisait un petit moment que j'avais envie de le dire...
Voilà, c'est fait.
Voilà, c'est fait.
La chance n'est pas le résultat du hasard : ce sont nos propres choix qui créent notre chance.
au fait pour moi me juger "ado rebelle, idéaliste" ou associal (vu l'etat de la société) c'est un compliment pour moi... lol
car ce qu'on appelle "adultes" integrés a ce système (mais qui en realité ne sont des enfants dont on a tué ou étouffé l'ame) sont deja mort depuis longtemps, ils sont des robots prenant un air serieux, et affichant leur "pseudo experience" de la vie (échecs souvent) comme on affiche un cv, pour se justifier, ou se valoriser, parceque a part tous ces "paraitres", ils n'ont souvent presque plus de valeurs "de coeur", en l'ame
« L'amour c'est d'abord respecter la liberté des autres êtres, là où il y a désir personnel, il n'y a pas d'amour. La terre n'appartient pas à l'homme, l'homme appartient à la terre »
et je tiens juste a dire que je "n'aime pas " les pretres, curés, pape ou autres pour autant (sauf s'ils sont honnetes et sympas biensur), parceque pour moi Jesus ou les etres spirituels en general, ne sont à la base ni des pretres, ni des curés ou autres, mais des "rebelles libertaires" et pacifiques, dans un monde qui est tout sauf pacifique, et tout sauf libre et juste
« L'amour c'est d'abord respecter la liberté des autres êtres, là où il y a désir personnel, il n'y a pas d'amour. La terre n'appartient pas à l'homme, l'homme appartient à la terre »
Un homosapiens "moderne" : comprends-tu ce que tu écrits...homosapiens c'est une qualification scientifique...moderne c'est un qualificatif...comment très banale...c'est comme écrire un avion de chasse très "tendance"...tu comprends le qualificatif n'est pas approprié...ça n'a pas de sens...
Et tout discours est ainsi...
Tu suivrais, par hasard, pas des cours de pipo toi pour animer tes méditations ?
Et tout discours est ainsi...
Tu suivrais, par hasard, pas des cours de pipo toi pour animer tes méditations ?
Désolée si tu te sens agressé et jugé mais c'est ce que tu fais toi en permanence. Mes mots sont directs et je n'utilise pas de fioritures comme tu le fais.
(sous couvert du mot "amour", galvaudé comme disait certains... lol)
Je n'ai pas parlé d'amour. Tout de suite, tu dénatures mes propos.
mais je connais ton discours de consommatrice
Ma collègue me demandait il y a peine 5 mn la date de la deuxième démarque pour les soldes. Tu ne peux pas me renseigner ? Je dois aller m'acheter des Pumas ! 😛
Me concernant, j'arrêterai cette discussion stérile là. Je n'ai rien de personnel contre toi mais plutôt contre tes discours sans queue ni tête. J'espère que ta philosophie t'enseigne la chose suivante : SANS RANCUNE !
Et à bientôt !!
(sous couvert du mot "amour", galvaudé comme disait certains... lol)
Je n'ai pas parlé d'amour. Tout de suite, tu dénatures mes propos.
mais je connais ton discours de consommatrice
Ma collègue me demandait il y a peine 5 mn la date de la deuxième démarque pour les soldes. Tu ne peux pas me renseigner ? Je dois aller m'acheter des Pumas ! 😛
Me concernant, j'arrêterai cette discussion stérile là. Je n'ai rien de personnel contre toi mais plutôt contre tes discours sans queue ni tête. J'espère que ta philosophie t'enseigne la chose suivante : SANS RANCUNE !
Et à bientôt !!
La chance n'est pas le résultat du hasard : ce sont nos propres choix qui créent notre chance.
mais je connais ton discours de consommatrice (sous couvert du mot "amour", galvaudé comme disait certains... lol) et beaucoup sont comme ca de nos jours, ensuite ca ne m'etonne pas que les mst, les "consommation d'ex" se repandent partout (avec ou sans protection d'ailleurs souvent) car c'est logique, a force de "profiter" de tout et n'importe qui (quoi), sans un minimum de fidélité s'ils sont en couple, et de respect, que de nombreuses contagions se repandent, donc la maladie la plus "contagieuse" de toutes, la "connerie humaine"... lol et l'égoisme, l'avidité ou le profit chez beaucoup d'humains
Tu penses donc comme les fondamentalistes américains et notamment le président Bush : tu considères le sida comme une punission divine, conséquence directe de la décadence des moeurs en occident. Et donc, ta solution pour lutter contre le sida n'est pas de faire progresser l'utilisation du préservatif, mais de promouvoir la fidélité.
C'est marrant comme un gars qui se dit si opposé au mode de vie occidental se retrouve idéologiquement en phase avec... les représentants du premier pays occidental. On retrouve un peu la même chose avec les islamistes, d'ailleurs.
Tu penses donc comme les fondamentalistes américains et notamment le président Bush : tu considères le sida comme une punission divine, conséquence directe de la décadence des moeurs en occident. Et donc, ta solution pour lutter contre le sida n'est pas de faire progresser l'utilisation du préservatif, mais de promouvoir la fidélité.
C'est marrant comme un gars qui se dit si opposé au mode de vie occidental se retrouve idéologiquement en phase avec... les représentants du premier pays occidental. On retrouve un peu la même chose avec les islamistes, d'ailleurs.
C'est la marque d'un conformisme difficile à lire au premier abord mais parfaitement clair en seconde lecture.
Son attrait pour les cultures orientales tout comme ses jugements attifs sont paradoxalement parfaitement conformes à la doxa consumériste de l'hyperconsommation...
Bien dans la norme...l'habit ne fait pas le moine...on le constate encore une fois.
salut,
Malheureusement, voici 8 page de discussion qui ne mène null part et c bien dommage. Même si tu dis "des vérités", ta façon de communiquer n'aide parsonne et tes messages font l'effet inverse que ce que tu souhaiterais certainement.
Je te remercie pour ta réponse à ma question sur un post précedent.😕
Nath
Je te remercie pour ta réponse à ma question sur un post précedent.😕
Nath
je n'ai contre personne en particulier, je parle en general du comportement des humains (beaucoup quand meme) dans ces divers domaines, avidité, consommation, pollution etc
pour Nakata, je n'ai pas du tout parlé de ca, je n'aime pas non plus les "dictateurs" ou les gens comme Bush, ou les islamistes par exemple qui veulent imposer leurs systèmes (pour moi c'est les memes systèmes ou "injustices" parfois lol), et je n'ai pas du tout parlé de punition "divine" ou autre, dans ce domaine (si tu m'as bien lu) au contraire, je faisais reference au cycle de la Nature (rien de religieux dans mon discours dans ce domaine), c'est du point de vue de l'environnement et de la biologie, ca me semble logique que quand une espèce animale (comme l'homme) commence a devenir prolifique, predatrice etc, elle finit souvent par "envahir et contaminer" les espaces, la terre et la vie, de meme qu'elle peut se "polluer" elle meme, comme quand des animaux sont trop nombreux dans un espace de vie restreint (comme paris... lol) ben ils finissent par surpeupler le lieu, le contaminer, et parfois s'echanger des maladies, des contagions, et aussi sur leur environnement,
les scientifiques et écologistes ne disent pas autre chose, parfois
mais ce n'est pas parcequ'on a un minimum de respect, pour ne pas "abuser" et consommer des gens ou des relations a la chaine, par égoisme et interet -avidité personnelle, (sous couvert de leur pretendue liberté, ou amour, (y en a aussi qui pretendent avoir la liberé de tuer, de consommer, de violer, d'abuser des etres et des choses du monde, et pour moi c'est là aussi l'inverse du respect et de l'amour, seulement l'égoisme), qu'on doit aussitot etre pris pour un "extremiste religieux", car pour moi etre honnete et respectueux dans ce domaine aussi, a ne chercher qu'une relation "honnete et fidèle" si possible ou rien d'autre, ce n'est pas pour autant etre un "extremiste", mais avoit un minimum de respect pour les etres et les autres, là c'est vous qui etes extremes dans votre jugement
car parmi les "deux extremes "a eviter, pour moi, et d'autres, il y a l'interdiction, ou la repression, etc, (ce que font certains extremistes religieuxà, et de l'autre coté, l'avidité et l'égoisme frenetique, le chaos sans respect ni maitrise, envers les autres etres aussi, (ce que beaucoup d'occidentaux ou "soit disant modernes", appellent "leur liberté", ou amour, mais qui en fait n'est que leur égoisme et interets sans fin et toujours plus grands) et je peux te dire que ces deux extremes sont souvent tout aussi "nuisibles" et mauvais, que la moderation, l'equilibre, respect naturel et de soi meme, et souvent de nos jours, c'est meme le deuxième extreme (le matérialisme, ou l'égoisme consumeriste, qu'ils prennent pour de la liberté) qui fait le plus de degats et d'injustices, entres humains, mais aussi entre les humains et le reste de la nature et du monde
dans les deux cas, c'est l'inverse du respect, de la liberté et de l'amour
« L'amour c'est d'abord respecter la liberté des autres êtres, là où il y a désir personnel, il n'y a pas d'amour. La terre n'appartient pas à l'homme, l'homme appartient à la terre »
Bonjour,
Tu dis :
Ce n'est en rien la même chose. Une relation amoureuse (quelque soit sa durée) est la construction d'un échange entre deux personnes où devrait s'installer une relation de confiance, de passion, d'envie commune, de compréhension, de compassion, de tolérance ... accompagné par une relation physique qui s'en trouvera forte et dont l'orgasme n'aura pas d'équivalent.
Une aventure est une relation purement physique qui a mon sens correspond à une décadence et une déchéance de l'être humain et qui tue la valeur réelle de l'amour.
L'être humain est libre, libre de ne pas faire n'importe quoi, de son corps et de son âme.
Nath
Tu dis :
Ce n'est en rien la même chose. Une relation amoureuse (quelque soit sa durée) est la construction d'un échange entre deux personnes où devrait s'installer une relation de confiance, de passion, d'envie commune, de compréhension, de compassion, de tolérance ... accompagné par une relation physique qui s'en trouvera forte et dont l'orgasme n'aura pas d'équivalent.
Une aventure est une relation purement physique qui a mon sens correspond à une décadence et une déchéance de l'être humain et qui tue la valeur réelle de l'amour.
L'être humain est libre, libre de ne pas faire n'importe quoi, de son corps et de son âme.
Nath
Tu penses donc comme les fondamentalistes américains et notamment le président Bush : tu considères le sida comme une punission divine, conséquence directe de la décadence des moeurs en occident. Et donc, ta solution pour lutter contre le sida n'est pas de faire progresser l'utilisation du préservatif, mais de promouvoir la fidélité.
C'est marrant comme un gars qui se dit si opposé au mode de vie occidental se retrouve idéologiquement en phase avec... les représentants du premier pays occidental. On retrouve un peu la même chose avec les islamistes, d'ailleurs.
Et les cathos alors ! Incroyable que tu ne cites pas la religion majoritaire chez nous. Tu mériterais presque une punition.
C'est marrant comme un gars qui se dit si opposé au mode de vie occidental se retrouve idéologiquement en phase avec... les représentants du premier pays occidental. On retrouve un peu la même chose avec les islamistes, d'ailleurs.
Et les cathos alors ! Incroyable que tu ne cites pas la religion majoritaire chez nous. Tu mériterais presque une punition.
Là dessus je comprend Natha et je suis d'accord avec elle,
mais si pour vous ne chercher parfois rien qu'une vraie relation (un minimum constructive et durable si possible), ou rien d'autres, et ne pas chercher de "coups d'un soir" ou de choses éphémères, c'est etre un "extremiste religieux", ou un "coincé du c.." lol, alors la société est vraiment decadente ...
pour moi ca me semble le "minimum de respect" si on souhaite etablir un lien ou echanger avec un etre, de construire une relation "honnète, respectueuse et fidèle" (quitte a partir un jour, dans l'accord des deux), et je ne parle pas là de mariages, contrats et autres trucs "officiels" car pour moi c'est tout aussi hypocrite, qu'est égoiste et sans respect de la valeur d'un etre que de "consommer et jetter" sans consideration pour "l'esprit et l'etre sensible" et c'est seulelent "consommer un corps, une apparence" qui est "inerte" par nature et n'est pas la vie ou l'etre vrai derrière
pour moi le "vrai mariage est celui du coeur", il doit etre naturel, ou n'est pas, et ne peut pas s'imposer, mais le "pseudo mariage sur papier" et souvent la prison du coeur, plus qu'il n'est "libre et spontané"
je pense etre dans un "juste milieu" ou entre les deux extremes de ceux qui veulent "enchainer les ens a des contrats pas naturels" et a l'opposé ceux qui prennent et jettent, en oubliant aussitot l'Autre, comme ils jettent leurs produits menagers a la poubelle apres utilisation
Mais je ne suis ni pour les extremistes religieux ou oppresseurs, ni pour la dictature des capitalistes ou matérialistes, qui sont l'égoisme complet et sans "ame",
dans les deux cas, l'amour, la liberté, le respect, c'est autre chose, au delà de ca
« L'amour c'est d'abord respecter la liberté des autres êtres, là où il y a désir personnel, il n'y a pas d'amour. La terre n'appartient pas à l'homme, l'homme appartient à la terre »
Une aventure est une relation purement physique qui a mon sens correspond à une décadence et une déchéance de l'être humain et qui tue la valeur réelle de l'amour.
Rien que ça ! Qu'est-ce qu'on lit comme énormités dans cette discussion et que d'ayatollahs au petit pied.
Rien que ça ! Qu'est-ce qu'on lit comme énormités dans cette discussion et que d'ayatollahs au petit pied.
Mohikan, tu dis qu'il est naturel et normal que le sida se développe avec toute cette dépravation sexuelle... Alors comment expliques-tu que les pays qui connaissent le plus cette dépravation soient aussi les pays les moins touchés par le sida ?
Autre question : toi qui sembles aimer les animaux, que penses-tu des bonobos, cette espèce de singes pacifiques qui régule tous les conflits internes par le sexe ? Sais-tu que ces bonobos sont peut-être les animaux les plus proches de nous génétiquement ? Que c'est la seule espèce, à part l'homme, qui pratique la position face à face ? Que les individus changent fréquemment de partenaires, se livrent à l'homosexualité, à la fellation et à toutes sortes de pratiques sexuelles avec une fréquence extraordinaire, et pas dans un but procréatif (malgré cela, la femelle donne naissance à un bébé tous les 5 ans seulement) ?
Que penses-tu des peuples où règne une grande liberté sexuelle, sans amour nécessaire pour se faire plaisir, comme les Moso tibétains, qui ne vivent même pas en couple et ne se soucient d'aucune fidélité ? Et les Yaos d'Asie du Sud-Est, où les femmes (mariées comme célibataires) sortent tous les samedi soir à la recherche d'un nouveau partenaire ? Comment juges-tu tous ces gens ?
Une dernière question. Tu considères que la répression et la dépravation sont deux extrêmes également condamnables. Mais si tu rejettes la répression, comment comptes-tu empêcher les gens de se livrer à la dépravation ?
Autre question : toi qui sembles aimer les animaux, que penses-tu des bonobos, cette espèce de singes pacifiques qui régule tous les conflits internes par le sexe ? Sais-tu que ces bonobos sont peut-être les animaux les plus proches de nous génétiquement ? Que c'est la seule espèce, à part l'homme, qui pratique la position face à face ? Que les individus changent fréquemment de partenaires, se livrent à l'homosexualité, à la fellation et à toutes sortes de pratiques sexuelles avec une fréquence extraordinaire, et pas dans un but procréatif (malgré cela, la femelle donne naissance à un bébé tous les 5 ans seulement) ?
Que penses-tu des peuples où règne une grande liberté sexuelle, sans amour nécessaire pour se faire plaisir, comme les Moso tibétains, qui ne vivent même pas en couple et ne se soucient d'aucune fidélité ? Et les Yaos d'Asie du Sud-Est, où les femmes (mariées comme célibataires) sortent tous les samedi soir à la recherche d'un nouveau partenaire ? Comment juges-tu tous ces gens ?
Une dernière question. Tu considères que la répression et la dépravation sont deux extrêmes également condamnables. Mais si tu rejettes la répression, comment comptes-tu empêcher les gens de se livrer à la dépravation ?
C'est justement que tu ne me "comprends pas",
pour etre franc, j'ai deja eu "quelques propositions" de ce style en vrai de filles (ce genre lol) qui ne cherchait "que du c..", ce qu'ils appellent hypocritement "aventures" pour pouvoir faire leurs besoins (comme les chiens de leur quartier lol et passer a d'autres) et a ces quelques filles je leur ai dit a chaque fois "désolé c'est pas mon genre ni ce que je recherche", car je n'aimerais pas etre "un numero" dans leur liste d'ex ou de mecs qu'elles se tapent... lol (et oui c'est peut-etre mon amour propre qui fait, ou simplement un peu plus d'honneteté et de respect)
et ces quelques fois (pas des tas quand meme), quand elles entendent cette reponse, dont une dont je me souviens, son visage s'est "décomposé" presque et elle est parti sans plus m'adresser la parole, c'etait meme un plaisir plus grand pour moi de mettre un rateau et de dire non a ce genre de filles, ca change des gars "pervers ou sans scrupules"
en fait de mon coté, je ne pourrais pas et ne voudrais meme pas de ce genre de choses (éphémères), car j'aurais des problèmes de conscience, de "prendre et jetter" les gens, comme d'autres amassent des tonnes d'argent, pendant que d'autres meurent sous les ponts etc, mais apparemment certains n'ont pas de problème de conscience pour vivre en faisant ca, surement parceque la plupart d'entre eux n'ont meme pas de conscience... lol
mais pour moi les gars ou femmes qui par exemple vont en boites, qui payent parfois pour ce genre de chose ou sortent le soir (comme les hyenes de leur tanière pour aller chasser) et qui vont "chercher des proies" pour faire leurs "besoins", sont en realité les "vrais mendiants"
pour moi un "mendiant" au bord d'une route ou une rue qui attend quelques pièces est en fait plus meritant ou honnete (car il demande souvent peu de chose, a part de quoi manger et survivre pour certains) est en fait "moins mendiant" que ce genre de gens "branchés" qui vont dans les bars ou boites par exemple pour "chopper, ou meme ceux qui payent des prostitués pour ca, dans ce sens pour moi ils sont encore plus "mendiants" donc dependants des autres ou esclaves, que les gens qui mendient un peu de nourriture ou d'argent, et ceux qui leur donne l'aumone, car contrairement a eux, les autres "reclament" a consommer des gens, et c'est donc encore plus égoiste et sans respect
de meme pour moi un "chef d'entreprise" avec beaucoup d'argent etc, est en fait plus pauvre et plus esclave (donc plus mendiant) qu'un vagabond ou un mendiant "traditionnel" qui lui demande le minimum vital pour continuer sa route
« L'amour c'est d'abord respecter la liberté des autres êtres, là où il y a désir personnel, il n'y a pas d'amour. La terre n'appartient pas à l'homme, l'homme appartient à la terre »
Maitre Yoda a dit "que la force soit avec toi...." mais là c'état dans Star Wars, je croyais avoir retrouver ET mais non c'est Luke Skywalker.....
En attendant, c'est vraiment du prosélitisme a deux balles que tu fais là...et un discours récurant, finalement tu n'argumentes jamais mais ne fais que répéter ta litanie, ....
🏴☠️
En attendant, c'est vraiment du prosélitisme a deux balles que tu fais là...et un discours récurant, finalement tu n'argumentes jamais mais ne fais que répéter ta litanie, ....
🏴☠️
Dis donc t'as pris quoi comme cafetière sur la tête...Faire leurs besoins pour dire faire l'amour....n'importe quoi
Je rejoins Brasileiro, tu dois être bien frustré pour en arriver à ce genre de discours;
NB : Non le Sida n'est pas une punition divine, arrête de répéter les discours religieux débiles et les inepties que tu entends...
Je rejoins Brasileiro, tu dois être bien frustré pour en arriver à ce genre de discours;
NB : Non le Sida n'est pas une punition divine, arrête de répéter les discours religieux débiles et les inepties que tu entends...
je n'ai jamais dit que ce genre de choses (mst, pollution de la nature ou autres) étaient des "punitions divines" (je le repète lol) mais relis mon message si tu veux,
par contre, de quel droit on emploierait pretentieusement (mais l'homosapiens l'est beaucoup.. lol) "faire l'amour" pour les humains, et copuler, coit ou "faire ses besoins" pour les autres animaux ou etres vivants ?
pour moi c'est une fonction biologique, un instinct et désir hormonal, a la base, communs a tous les animaux, de meme que aller "aux toilettes", manger, etc...de meme que l'avidité, la haine, la jalousie, la faim etc, mais ce n'est pas de l'Amour pour autant
meme si les humains ont usurpé le mot, pour le mettre sur leurs pulsions et pouvoir "se tapper" qui ils veulent, sans avoir a se justifier, ou pour arriver a leurs fins 🙂
"Quelle est la difference entre une femme et une cloture ? Tu n'es pas obligée de dire "je t'aime" a la cloture pour pouvoir la sauter" (bon blague primaire, mais assez vrai parfois... lol)
"Quelle est la difference entre une femme et une cloture ? Tu n'es pas obligée de dire "je t'aime" a la cloture pour pouvoir la sauter" (bon blague primaire, mais assez vrai parfois... lol)
« L'amour c'est d'abord respecter la liberté des autres êtres, là où il y a désir personnel, il n'y a pas d'amour. La terre n'appartient pas à l'homme, l'homme appartient à la terre »
« L'amour c'est d'abord respecter la liberté des autres êtres, là où il y a désir personnel, il n'y a pas d'amour. La terre n'appartient pas à l'homme, l'homme appartient à la terre »
Comme ce message m'est destiné, je ne peux pas ne pas répondre !
Je suis devant mon écran et je reste sans voix devant de telles conneries !
Décadence, déchéance..... arrêtez un peu ! Mais où allez vous pêcher tout ça ?!
Je préfère penser que vous, toi et Mohican, n'utilisez pas les mots avec leur signification et leur portée mais que vous placez juste des mots dans vos posts. Des mots que vous avez entendu mais dont vous ne connaissez pas le sens.
On parle de choix et d'adultes, à partir de là qui peut se permettre d'émettre un jugement ? On peut avoir un avis sur la question et des préférences mais on ne peut pas décréter que ceci est bien ou ceci est mal.
Enfin, je préfère ne pas débattre avec vous car cela n'aboutirait à rien et surtout je n'ai pas envie de me pas me battre contre des moulins à vents. Réflechissez avant de parlez et arrêtez de balancer des anneries.
Je suis devant mon écran et je reste sans voix devant de telles conneries !
Décadence, déchéance..... arrêtez un peu ! Mais où allez vous pêcher tout ça ?!
Je préfère penser que vous, toi et Mohican, n'utilisez pas les mots avec leur signification et leur portée mais que vous placez juste des mots dans vos posts. Des mots que vous avez entendu mais dont vous ne connaissez pas le sens.
On parle de choix et d'adultes, à partir de là qui peut se permettre d'émettre un jugement ? On peut avoir un avis sur la question et des préférences mais on ne peut pas décréter que ceci est bien ou ceci est mal.
Enfin, je préfère ne pas débattre avec vous car cela n'aboutirait à rien et surtout je n'ai pas envie de me pas me battre contre des moulins à vents. Réflechissez avant de parlez et arrêtez de balancer des anneries.
La chance n'est pas le résultat du hasard : ce sont nos propres choix qui créent notre chance.
Le Divin c'est de l'ordre de la croyance, du spirituel...on croît où l'on ne croît pas...mais on ne peut imposer une analyse aux autres vu par le prisme religieux...
Exemple : "Dieu existe" ; il ne s'agit pas d'en démontrer la véracité il s'agit de le croire ou non, cela ne va pas plus loin. Pour une malédiction divine c'est du même ordre.
Moi aussi... mais bon, il n'y a pas d'âge à la bêtise....
La chance n'est pas le résultat du hasard : ce sont nos propres choix qui créent notre chance.
par contre, de quel droit on emploierait pretentieusement (mais l'homosapiens l'est beaucoup.. lol) "faire l'amour" pour les humains, et copuler, coit ou "faire ses besoins" pour les autres animaux ou etres vivants ?
Mais tout simplement parce que l'humain fait l'amour par plaisir et pas seulement pour ses besoins. Tu verras quand ça t'arrivera (ce que je te souhaite), c'est très agréable. Ca t'arrive de sortir le nez de tes bouquins dogmatiques ?
Par ailleurs, je n'ai jamais lu ou entendu l'expression "faire ses besoins" pour désigner le coït animal. Faire ses besoins, c'est uriner et déféquer.
Mais tout simplement parce que l'humain fait l'amour par plaisir et pas seulement pour ses besoins. Tu verras quand ça t'arrivera (ce que je te souhaite), c'est très agréable. Ca t'arrive de sortir le nez de tes bouquins dogmatiques ?
Par ailleurs, je n'ai jamais lu ou entendu l'expression "faire ses besoins" pour désigner le coït animal. Faire ses besoins, c'est uriner et déféquer.
Bonjour Mohikan, (et les autres😛)
rassures moi, tu as conscience qu'ils y a sur terre des millions de gens qui s'aiment sincerement, qui ne considère pas les autres comme des éponges à jeter etc... Et on dit "faire l'amour" contrairement aux animaux car cela représente autre chose à partir d'un certain moment de la relation (je suis d'accord que pour des affaires d'un soir ca n'a pas tellement de sens), le regard de ton partenaire dans ces moments la te prouve que ce que tu fais est très différent de ce que font les animaux. Ce n'est pas une fonction biologique.
Je n'ai personelement jamais rencontré de personnes comme tu les décrits, avides de s.. et jetant les autres donc un bon conseil, change de cercle de relations!!
Je commence vraiment à trouver insultant et choquant tes blagues et reflexions mysogines et sexistes. Je te prierai d'arreter, c'est blessant.
A propos de ce que tu dis sur la femme qui s'est proposé a toi, à qui tu as dit non et qui es partie : c'est normal, elle s'interesse a toi et toi tu l'envoie promener, elle est vexée. C'est normal. C'est jamais agréable de se prendre un vent.
rassures moi, tu as conscience qu'ils y a sur terre des millions de gens qui s'aiment sincerement, qui ne considère pas les autres comme des éponges à jeter etc... Et on dit "faire l'amour" contrairement aux animaux car cela représente autre chose à partir d'un certain moment de la relation (je suis d'accord que pour des affaires d'un soir ca n'a pas tellement de sens), le regard de ton partenaire dans ces moments la te prouve que ce que tu fais est très différent de ce que font les animaux. Ce n'est pas une fonction biologique.
Je n'ai personelement jamais rencontré de personnes comme tu les décrits, avides de s.. et jetant les autres donc un bon conseil, change de cercle de relations!!
Je commence vraiment à trouver insultant et choquant tes blagues et reflexions mysogines et sexistes. Je te prierai d'arreter, c'est blessant.
A propos de ce que tu dis sur la femme qui s'est proposé a toi, à qui tu as dit non et qui es partie : c'est normal, elle s'interesse a toi et toi tu l'envoie promener, elle est vexée. C'est normal. C'est jamais agréable de se prendre un vent.
Je parle en general de ce que je connais, et je sais que ce que cette société appellent "amour" ou faire l'amour, n'est souvent que de l'égoisme interessé, mais tu imagines bien que s'ils le "réalisaient" tous, ils seraient surement beaucoup plus realiste et leur "société de consommation" basé sur l'égoisme et des mensonges ou de l'hypocrisie, s'écoulerait peut-etre assez vite... lol (quoique pas sur), la preuve... lol
Désolé pour toi, mais de mon coté contrairement a certains "religieux arrogants" de meme qu'a certains matérialistes pretentieux, je ne place pas l'homme au dessus des autres etres vivants, mais a egalité (et pourtant parfois il est bien pire et bien plus pervers que lui, dans beaucoup de domaines... ) et désolé encore mais si les autres animaux, comme l'humain, n'éprouvaient du désir et un certain plaisir ou interet a manger, copuler, et se reproduire, ils ne le feraient pas non plus... lol et désolé encore mais pour moi Tous les etres ont une conscience, un esprit, qu'ils l'utilisent bien ou pas, humains ou pas, est une autre histoire... ;)
Désolé pour toi, mais de mon coté contrairement a certains "religieux arrogants" de meme qu'a certains matérialistes pretentieux, je ne place pas l'homme au dessus des autres etres vivants, mais a egalité (et pourtant parfois il est bien pire et bien plus pervers que lui, dans beaucoup de domaines... ) et désolé encore mais si les autres animaux, comme l'humain, n'éprouvaient du désir et un certain plaisir ou interet a manger, copuler, et se reproduire, ils ne le feraient pas non plus... lol et désolé encore mais pour moi Tous les etres ont une conscience, un esprit, qu'ils l'utilisent bien ou pas, humains ou pas, est une autre histoire... ;)
« L'amour c'est d'abord respecter la liberté des autres êtres, là où il y a désir personnel, il n'y a pas d'amour. La terre n'appartient pas à l'homme, l'homme appartient à la terre »
Oui, c ce que je pense aussi. C pour ça que le ce débat est difficile car tout dépend aussi si on croit en Dieu (je ne parle pas de religion) ou non. Element important pour comprendre plus ou moins le point de vue et les idées de Mohikan.
Selen ce raisonnement, un athée et un croyant ne peuvent donc pas se comprendre. Nous voila vraiment mal barrés.
Que Mohikan soit croyant ou non, son discours est fumeux, mysogyne, réactionnaire et intolérant.
Selen ce raisonnement, un athée et un croyant ne peuvent donc pas se comprendre. Nous voila vraiment mal barrés.
Que Mohikan soit croyant ou non, son discours est fumeux, mysogyne, réactionnaire et intolérant.
Comment aujourd'hui des personnes qui sont censées peuvent encore dire des inepties pareilles.
Le divin n'a rien à voir dans la maladies, par contre la religion a beaucoup à voir avec les malheurs et la misère de ce monde !!!!
Le divin n'a rien à voir dans la maladies, par contre la religion a beaucoup à voir avec les malheurs et la misère de ce monde !!!!
Je n'ai jamais entendu dire "faire ses besoins" en parlant d'acte sexuel chez les animaux, mais justement peut être en as tu un peu besoin de "faire tes besoins" comme tu dis !!!!!
Ne pourrais tu pas un peu "t'ouvrir à l'amour" au lieu de précher un discours de frustré sur "l'amour qui n'existe pas" ?
Toi qui prône le véritable amour, je voudrai souligner que dans la plus grande majorité des cas faire des enfants est un véritable acte d'amour et non un acte qui vise à peupler la planète d'êtres nuisibles.
Quant aux indiens que tu vénères, s'ils respectaient les cycles de la nature, ils prônaient également l'amour physique....n'est ce pas ???
Ne pourrais tu pas un peu "t'ouvrir à l'amour" au lieu de précher un discours de frustré sur "l'amour qui n'existe pas" ?
Toi qui prône le véritable amour, je voudrai souligner que dans la plus grande majorité des cas faire des enfants est un véritable acte d'amour et non un acte qui vise à peupler la planète d'êtres nuisibles.
Quant aux indiens que tu vénères, s'ils respectaient les cycles de la nature, ils prônaient également l'amour physique....n'est ce pas ???
Ouf, ça va mieux comme ça.
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hello to all travelers with their eyes wide open to the desert...
I’ve always wondered what I was "doing" on this earth. And why my father, who died a few months after I was born—a former youngest French resistance fighter—joined the First Saharan Motorized Company in Atar and spent the rest of his life repairing army engines in Algeria, Mauritania, Senegal, Mali (which didn’t exist under that name back then), Morocco, and finally Algeria, where my mother was born and raised. (Believe me, it’s not "cool" being the child of a soldier in a country occupied by France, and even less so the child of a "pied-noir.") Of course, I never got an answer: the dead don’t talk, and the army doesn’t either. But here’s the thing—I had photos... So naturally, one day I hit the road. I wanted to see, to understand. It’s thanks to VF that I was able to do a little research on crossing the Morocco-Mauritania border, and I’m grateful to its members, just as I’m grateful to all those who welcomed me on the road for 14 years. For the past few weeks, I’ve been wondering if I should talk about this or not... It turns out the Mauritanians changed my life by asking for my help... And that started as early as February 2012... (Did I owe them something? No answer to that question.) Ah, the irony—they saw me coming. But when you’re handed sick children and begged to do something, what would you have done? I’d worked in a hospital, so I knew a bit about the rules to follow. I didn’t hesitate. And well, over all these years, I met doctors, surgeons, and together we organized care, evacuations of children, training for surgeons—even trying to stop children from having to travel outside their country. It was never easy. I’d like to thank those who supported us, as well as *La Chaîne de l’Espoir*, *La Fondation Face au Monde*, and everyone who built bridges between our two countries. Unfortunately, despite the constant efforts of Mauritanian doctors and surgeons, some children couldn’t be helped in time. Today, I want to talk about four siblings—orphans of their mother—suffering from congenital glaucoma causing irreversible blindness. Their case was entrusted to me in 2020, just weeks before the big lockdown. We couldn’t do anything for them then, but when their father asked me for a gift, I rushed to my computer and wrote a story. Through a tale, the children take a great journey, explore their country, and fulfill a dream. I never thought this book would be published—it was, in 2023. This book pays tribute to Mauritania. It’s a message for those who know nothing about the hardships of life there, carrying both the harshness and beauty of an immense desert where you can travel by 4x4, bike, on foot, or by camel in complete safety. It bears witness to the kindness of Mauritanians toward travelers. As a woman traveling alone in my vehicle—a now-rusted old Mercedes that no longer runs—I had the most beautiful encounters of my life there (I’ve seen other parts of the world...). The blind children of Choum, Atar, Nouadhibou, and Nouakchott will forever be in my heart. Volunteer readers transcribed the book into a free audio version for the visually impaired. It’s available in sound libraries in France, the *Fondation Valentin Haüy*, and the Swiss Romande library. I made my last trip to Mauritania in my old 4x4 to distribute the book everywhere, especially to its heroes and the school for the visually impaired in Nouakchott. After that, I thought it was time to close the chapter because I no longer have the means or the strength to travel. My publishers chose this title for it: *The Blue Eyes of the Desert*. This publication helped a mission of Swiss volunteer ophthalmologists come to operate on glaucomas in Mauritania. I’m thrilled because they come back every year! This adventure is ending, yes—everything must come to an end—but ultimately, it was born here, on the VF site!! So yes, I had to say it: THANK YOU!!!!!
I’ve always wondered what I was "doing" on this earth. And why my father, who died a few months after I was born—a former youngest French resistance fighter—joined the First Saharan Motorized Company in Atar and spent the rest of his life repairing army engines in Algeria, Mauritania, Senegal, Mali (which didn’t exist under that name back then), Morocco, and finally Algeria, where my mother was born and raised. (Believe me, it’s not "cool" being the child of a soldier in a country occupied by France, and even less so the child of a "pied-noir.") Of course, I never got an answer: the dead don’t talk, and the army doesn’t either. But here’s the thing—I had photos... So naturally, one day I hit the road. I wanted to see, to understand. It’s thanks to VF that I was able to do a little research on crossing the Morocco-Mauritania border, and I’m grateful to its members, just as I’m grateful to all those who welcomed me on the road for 14 years. For the past few weeks, I’ve been wondering if I should talk about this or not... It turns out the Mauritanians changed my life by asking for my help... And that started as early as February 2012... (Did I owe them something? No answer to that question.) Ah, the irony—they saw me coming. But when you’re handed sick children and begged to do something, what would you have done? I’d worked in a hospital, so I knew a bit about the rules to follow. I didn’t hesitate. And well, over all these years, I met doctors, surgeons, and together we organized care, evacuations of children, training for surgeons—even trying to stop children from having to travel outside their country. It was never easy. I’d like to thank those who supported us, as well as *La Chaîne de l’Espoir*, *La Fondation Face au Monde*, and everyone who built bridges between our two countries. Unfortunately, despite the constant efforts of Mauritanian doctors and surgeons, some children couldn’t be helped in time. Today, I want to talk about four siblings—orphans of their mother—suffering from congenital glaucoma causing irreversible blindness. Their case was entrusted to me in 2020, just weeks before the big lockdown. We couldn’t do anything for them then, but when their father asked me for a gift, I rushed to my computer and wrote a story. Through a tale, the children take a great journey, explore their country, and fulfill a dream. I never thought this book would be published—it was, in 2023. This book pays tribute to Mauritania. It’s a message for those who know nothing about the hardships of life there, carrying both the harshness and beauty of an immense desert where you can travel by 4x4, bike, on foot, or by camel in complete safety. It bears witness to the kindness of Mauritanians toward travelers. As a woman traveling alone in my vehicle—a now-rusted old Mercedes that no longer runs—I had the most beautiful encounters of my life there (I’ve seen other parts of the world...). The blind children of Choum, Atar, Nouadhibou, and Nouakchott will forever be in my heart. Volunteer readers transcribed the book into a free audio version for the visually impaired. It’s available in sound libraries in France, the *Fondation Valentin Haüy*, and the Swiss Romande library. I made my last trip to Mauritania in my old 4x4 to distribute the book everywhere, especially to its heroes and the school for the visually impaired in Nouakchott. After that, I thought it was time to close the chapter because I no longer have the means or the strength to travel. My publishers chose this title for it: *The Blue Eyes of the Desert*. This publication helped a mission of Swiss volunteer ophthalmologists come to operate on glaucomas in Mauritania. I’m thrilled because they come back every year! This adventure is ending, yes—everything must come to an end—but ultimately, it was born here, on the VF site!! So yes, I had to say it: THANK YOU!!!!!
Hi everyone,
I’m Loulou, a French expat who’s been living in Southeast Asia for about fifteen years, currently in Phnom Penh, Cambodia. A passionate walker at heart, I’ve trekked in Nepal (Thorung La, Mardi Himal), India, Vietnam, and I’m still planning new hikes (Char Dham, Langtang, Annapurna).
I’ve just published my first travel journal, recounting three months of walking and encounters across India. A portion of the sales goes to an educational center I support in Kep, for children whose parents work in the salt marshes.
I’m also working on a second book about Nepal with a musician friend, focusing on the Mardi Himal trek—two independent perspectives on the same journey.
Happy to swap stories with you about the Himalayas, India, Southeast Asia, or just the urge to hit the road and walk far from home.
Safe travels,
Loulou
Hi! It was totally by chance that I stumbled upon VoyageForum (an ad online and a story lol), and I’ve been reading some really old posts from 2011 about Thai massage schools—discussions on how to get by, accommodation, prices, etc. It reminded me of my own experience: I kept things simple by staying with a local family during my entire trip. I only shared all the expenses with them, which, I’ll admit, was super cheap… and I often traveled with them, which naturally opened a lot of doors for me. To start, at the school in Salaya, my Thai friend immediately connected me with Teacher Phong (the school’s mentor and teacher of teachers, a former monk). I was supposed to join a group session with other foreigners, but for some reason I don’t know, I got two days of private lessons for free with this expert… incredible! And on top of that, he loved France! It was an amazing experience. I "discovered" massage by chance—the Thai family just told me: "Try it, you’ll see!" (I’d had a pretty intense massage in the capital before 😅… but the next day, I felt unbelievably great!))
Every morning, I’d take a taxi (chosen by the Thai family at prices that beat all the competition) to this school—I’ve forgotten the name of the little village now… right in the heart of the countryside. Then, in the evenings, I’d keep practicing massage on all the family members… and they’d teach me Thai at the same time!))
Since then, I’ve practiced a bit, with lots of positive feedback. Following Teacher Phong’s advice—he thought my pressure was deep, firm, and precise—he strongly encouraged me to take this seriously.
I love Thailand so much. It’s a whole different way of living… and it’s a real blessing, even if I couldn’t live there full-time. Anyway, that was an unforgettable memory, and sometimes the Thai family and I still say hi—from 2011, 2013… right up to today!
Take care, everyone! !
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!
Take care, everyone! !
Hi everyone,
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
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?
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.
If you didn’t know—since it’s not making headlines—the country was hit by two 7.5-magnitude earthquakes last week. Over 2,200 people have died, more than 50,000 are missing, and some coastal towns have been completely destroyed. Maybe when the scale of the humanitarian crisis becomes clear, our media will cover it a bit more... especially since earthquakes with this many casualties usually make the front page, but there’s been nothing in France.
So here’s a thought for this country, which, whatever you think of its politics, is a true jewel of South America, both for its landscapes and its people.
hi there
I’d like to invite you to discover my coastal province in central Vietnam: Quang Ngai.
This year, my province has really improved its infrastructure—mountains, countryside, and sea are all authentic here.
No harassers or thieves, and no Russians either.
A local lunch costs around 1 €.
A *** hotel room is about 25 €, and you can find hotels right on My Khe Beach.
We have a specialty: *banh xeo*—10 crepes for just 1.5 €.
You can rent motorbikes to explore the province and maybe visit the many ethnic minorities.
I live here—I’m not selling anything, but I can help if needed (my father-in-law is a traditional Vietnamese doctor and he’s very skilled).
We're planning to spend a month in Vietnam. Is hiring a guide helpful?
Hi everyone! 😉
I’m Typhaine, 35 years old. Five years ago, I left France for a solo round-the-world trip—no planes, just a van, hitchhiking, cycling, and even a canoe in the Amazon! Today, I work as a naturalist guide in Argentine Patagonia.
Wherever I go, my compass stays the same: observing and photographing wildlife, which I deeply admire and respect.
My project: I’d love to share this experience through a sustainable, authentic, and immersive nature tourism initiative. But to build something meaningful, I need to understand how other nature enthusiasts experience their own adventures.
If you:
Are over 20 years old
Have a true passion for Nature
Have already taken at least one trip lasting more than 3 nights (in your country or abroad) in your life
Then... would you have 5 to 7 minutes to help me by filling out this questionnaire? 🙂 »» https://forms.gle/y74ckkvN9TjrougLA
Promise: I’m not selling anything, this isn’t marketing. Your answers are 100% anonymous and will only help me shape this wild project. A huge thank you to everyone for your help and kindness! Looking forward to chatting in this thread 😛
(Dear admins, this is purely a collaborative effort for my project study, with no commercial purpose. Thank you so much for your support!)
Photo: Grizzly Bear (Ursus arctos horribilis), female on the left and her cub on the right. Photo taken by me in Alaska, Denali National Park.
My project: I’d love to share this experience through a sustainable, authentic, and immersive nature tourism initiative. But to build something meaningful, I need to understand how other nature enthusiasts experience their own adventures.
If you:
Are over 20 years old
Have a true passion for Nature
Have already taken at least one trip lasting more than 3 nights (in your country or abroad) in your life
Then... would you have 5 to 7 minutes to help me by filling out this questionnaire? 🙂 »» https://forms.gle/y74ckkvN9TjrougLA
Promise: I’m not selling anything, this isn’t marketing. Your answers are 100% anonymous and will only help me shape this wild project. A huge thank you to everyone for your help and kindness! Looking forward to chatting in this thread 😛
(Dear admins, this is purely a collaborative effort for my project study, with no commercial purpose. Thank you so much for your support!)
Photo: Grizzly Bear (Ursus arctos horribilis), female on the left and her cub on the right. Photo taken by me in Alaska, Denali National Park.
Hello everyone,
It’s something we often notice in this forum—and many others—this behavioral shift.
A long-time member, or even a new one, asks a question. They get one or more answers, some brief, some detailed, and then... nothing???
Not even a simple thank you!!!
From what I’ve gathered, if the answers don’t align with what they wanted to hear, it seems natural for the asker to just disappear!! 😕 Unless—(and I fear this is the case)—basic politeness is no longer part of our society????
Please forgive my little rant.
Wishing everyone all the best. Cheers,
Puma2A

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

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

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

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

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





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We’re a couple aged 58 and 63. We’ve just returned from a wonderful trip to South India in Tamil Nadu and a few days in Kerala. We traveled with a local French-speaking guide and his friend, the driver. They both live in Pondicherry. We spent 3 weeks with them in the most authentic way!
We covered just over 2,500 km and visited not only temples but also archaeological sites, museums, and small artisanal businesses making tiles, tea, sculptures, bronze, and silk spinning. We were lucky enough to visit a public school, attend a wedding, and even a death announcement in a small countryside village. We were fully immersed in the culture, food, noise, and colors—it was incredible!
The hotels and guesthouses we chose were very clean and mostly quiet. We’re returning from India with amazing discoveries!
We’re happy to share more info if you’d like! M-Claire and Jean
We covered just over 2,500 km and visited not only temples but also archaeological sites, museums, and small artisanal businesses making tiles, tea, sculptures, bronze, and silk spinning. We were lucky enough to visit a public school, attend a wedding, and even a death announcement in a small countryside village. We were fully immersed in the culture, food, noise, and colors—it was incredible!
The hotels and guesthouses we chose were very clean and mostly quiet. We’re returning from India with amazing discoveries!
We’re happy to share more info if you’d like! M-Claire and Jean
This catchy and somewhat mysterious title comes from several questions I’ve been asking myself.
VF has been back open for a reasonable number of weeks and months now. The number of visitors overall matches past averages, but the number of members online in the last 24 hours seems relatively lower than what we used to see.
Yet, to my surprise, I’m seeing fewer travel journals, way fewer messages, and way fewer questions. I don’t see many new registered users online, and I notice a number of members who are logged in but either aren’t participating or have stopped participating.
Something’s not adding up for me because, in my opinion, VF is still appealing, and I don’t see which other sites could really compete.
Was there a real break between pre- and post-Covid? Does it just take more time for some people to discover the site or learn that it’s active again? Do people now prefer quick consumption on sites like FB or others I’m not familiar with? Where have the site’s old-timers gone, and what are they doing with their time now? What’s really going on here?
VF has been back open for a reasonable number of weeks and months now. The number of visitors overall matches past averages, but the number of members online in the last 24 hours seems relatively lower than what we used to see.
Yet, to my surprise, I’m seeing fewer travel journals, way fewer messages, and way fewer questions. I don’t see many new registered users online, and I notice a number of members who are logged in but either aren’t participating or have stopped participating.
Something’s not adding up for me because, in my opinion, VF is still appealing, and I don’t see which other sites could really compete.
Was there a real break between pre- and post-Covid? Does it just take more time for some people to discover the site or learn that it’s active again? Do people now prefer quick consumption on sites like FB or others I’m not familiar with? Where have the site’s old-timers gone, and what are they doing with their time now? What’s really going on here?