Ne te fais pas trop d'illusion, si l'issue de la guerre de 39/45 avait été inverse, la communauté scientifique d'aujourd'hui, chanterait " Deutscland uber alles" et aurait "mein kampf" comme livre de chevet !
Et, tu aurais, la version nazie de l'évolution et du génome humain enseignée dans toutes les facs !
De plus, si les savants Allemands échappérent généralement, aux purges sanglantes de l'aprés-guerre, c'est, qu'ils furent recrutés par les deux cotés du rideau de fer . Donc, pas trop "Dr Franckeinstein" !
Tu veux ne pas voir les choses, ok. c'est ton droit.
Mais, ne me dis pas que la génétique n'a plus de progrés à faire.
Elle serait un cas unique dans la science.
Je pourrais te citer des centaines d'exemples concrets pour étayer mon propos, mais, nous sortirions encore plus du thème initial (bien loin, déjà).
Je te dirais " voyage ", et, fais-toi ton opinion.....
Ciao, mon pote.
yama
L'homme a trois coeurs. Le premier tout le monde le connait. Le second, seuls ses amis le connaissent. Le troisième ? c'est le vrai, le sien. (Proverbe Japonais)
Mais, ne me dis pas que la génétique n'a plus de progrés à faire.
Elle serait un cas unique dans la science.
Evidemment que la génétique peut encore progresser, tu as tout a fait raison. Je voulais juste dire qu'elle avait assez fait de progrès pour déjà prouver que le génome humain est commun a tous quelque soit la "race" et donc a part les différences inhérentes a la couleur des yeux, de la peaux, etc... on a tous le même sang rouge quand on saigne 😉 Mais bon comme tu dis l'important dans tout ca c'est pas de discutailler sur des notions théoriques mais de voyager pour se rendre compte sur le terrain, ca c'est la meilleure école 🙂 Ciao mon pote, take care.
"l'important dans tout ca c'est pas de discutailler sur des notions théoriques mais de voyager pour se rendre compte sur le terrain"
Oui, ben alors ça c'est une bien belle tarte à la crème...
Si on n'a pas les grilles de lectures, les repères théoriques, la culture pour décrypter, on ne voit ni ne comprend rien du tout. La théorie, ça sert justement à se rendre compte sur le terrain.
Mais Michel l'un n'empêche pas l'autre, ou ai-je dit qu'il ne fallait ni lire ni s'informer? 😛 Je parlais de discutailler style conversation de bistrot ...tu comprends la différence la? 😉 Je te renvoie ta tarte a la crème façon entartrage 😛😏😄 je plaisante of course 😉
Non, non... Je ne dis pas s'informer... Je dis avoir le bagage intellectuel et théorique qui permet de voir vraiment. On ne voit pas avec les yeux on voit avec l'esprit.
Boum, va dire à un gars ayant vécut la moitié de sa vie, en Afrique ( par exemple, mais ailleurs, aussi ) que la seule différence entre un Européen et un Africain est d'ordre chromatique.
Et, ceci, parce que le génome...etc...
Tu vas bien le faire marrer.
Mais, c'est vrai, que ce n'est pas un "savant" homologué.
De toute façon, la question, n'est pas de savoir, si le génome humain est le facteur ou pas.
Si ce n'est pas ça, c'est autre chose. C'est tout.
Mais, je ne vois pas où est le problème dans le fait d'admettre que si des différences physiques existent ( celles-là impossible de les nier. Quoique, l'on peut s'attendre à tout ), des différences comportementales peuvent, aussi exister.
je ne vais pas répéter l'exemple des races animales ( la canine, puisque c'est celle que nous cotoyons le plus directement ), quand meme !
Bien sur que le milieu, l'éducation, le vécu.....influent, par la suite.
mais, au départ, nous avons des prédispositions naturelles.
le cerveau serait-il la seule partie du corps échappant à la règle ?
yama
L'homme a trois coeurs. Le premier tout le monde le connait. Le second, seuls ses amis le connaissent. Le troisième ? c'est le vrai, le sien. (Proverbe Japonais)
Pas besoin d'avoir un doctorat pour voyager et comprendre le monde, j'ai rencontré nombre de personnes en voyageant qui avait un regard plus clair et intelligent sur le monde que nombre d'universitaires que j'ai côtoyé. Je maintiens que le monde est une des meilleure école de la vie, j'ai autant sinon plus appris au cours de mes voyages que pendant mes années passées sur les bancs d'Universités 😛
Imagine une promenade dans les champs, à la campagne ; celui qui a les grilles de lectures verra plein de choses, il saura decrypter, porter le regard, voir d'emblée l'important ; celui qui ne les a pas verra de l'herbe, rien d'autre...
Des bases théoriques, pas forcément universitaires... Mais des bases.
"j'ai autant sinon plus appris au cours de mes voyages que pendant mes années passées sur les bancs d'Universités"
Qui sait ce que tu aurais appris lors des uns sans avoir connu les autres.
Re Yama, je voulais dire que tu oublies une chose assez importante: nos ancêtres sont communs (je parle pas d'Adam et Eve tu t'en doute bien), on est tous des africains quelques part 😛 Je vais pas te faire un cours sur les mouvements migratoires au cours des siècles quand même 😉 mais tu as raison sur un point il y a d'autres éléments importants comme celle de l'adaptation a son environnement.
Re Yama, je voulais dire que tu oublies une chose assez importante: nos ancêtres sont communs (je parle pas d'Adam et Eve tu t'en doute bien), on est tous des africains quelques part 😛 Je vais pas te faire un cours sur les mouvements migratoires au cours des siècles quand même 😉 mais tu as raison sur un point il y a d'autres éléments importants comme celle de l'adaptation a son environnement.
Boum, notre "ancètre commun" tu ne le connais pas plus que moi !
Si tant est que nous en ayons un en commun .
Il change tout les six mois.
On nous a pompé le cerveau avec "Lucy, la grand-mère de l'humanité", cette "Africaine", forcément noire, dont nous serions tous issus.
Donc; nous sommes tous pareils. tous frères, quoi !
Et, tout ça, pour nous dire, ensuite ( mais, sans renfort mésiatique, discrétos ) que Lucy n'était meme pas apparentée à notre branche actuelle de l'humanité.
Et, nous sommes tous Africains, car nés en Afrique ?
OK, mais alors, autant qu'un pied-noir est Maghrébin et un Afrikaner Africain !
Tu ignores tout comme chacun la tète qu'ils avaient nos ancètres partis d'Afrique .
Et, un de ces jours, un chercheur te dira que nous sommes partis d'ailleurs, jusqu'au prochain qui te dira....
Au risque de me répéter, Boum, un Africain et un Asiatique vivant dans des zones tropicales équivalentes, se sont adaptés aux memes conditions mais ne se ressemblent pas.
Et, en rien !
yama
L'homme a trois coeurs. Le premier tout le monde le connait. Le second, seuls ses amis le connaissent. Le troisième ? c'est le vrai, le sien. (Proverbe Japonais)
Bonjour cher croisé Yama, fidèle combattant et pourfendeur de la génétique contemporaine....
"Au risque de me répéter, Boum, un Africain et un Asiatique vivant dans des zones tropicales équivalentes, se sont adaptés aux memes conditions mais ne se ressemblent pas. "
Ils se ressemblent énormément ; ils peuvent avoir une descendance, souffrent des mêmes maux et connaissent les mêmes outrages du temps ; leurs différences sont infimes, et seule ta susceptibilité voire ton orgueil font que tu ne voies qu'elles. Et ils ont en commun les spécificités exclusives de l'humain.
Je suis bien d'accord je ne ressemble en rien a un massai, un arabe, un khmer ou a un lakota (petit rappel du véritable sujet du post 😉) mais cela ne m'empêche pas de penser qu'on fait tous partie de la même "race" et que nos différences s'expliquent justement par des facteurs d'adaptation environnementale et socio-culturelles comme tu le disais précédemment 😉 C'est un des facteurs explicatifs des mutations en génétique justement et cela prend des siècles. Pour Lucy in the sky, in the sky....😇 je ne suis pas plus convaincu que toi mais les 1ères traces de l'humanité ont été néanmoins trouvées en Afrique, quoique une théorie dise qu'on en a trouvé aussi en Asie mais cela divise la communauté scientifique qui n'est pas d'accord sur le sujet.
Bonsoir, grand "croissanté", fidèle défenseur du dogme contre la réalité, exilé à Constantinople sur détroit...
Un Saint-Bernard et un Teckel, appartiennent à la meme espèce.....mais pas à la meme race.
Ils correspondent à rout ce que tu as décrit.
Mais ont un physique ( l'as-tu remarqué ? ) des aptitudes naturelles, et un comportement différents
Ils peuvent se reproduire, mais je n'ai jamais vu l'intéret d'un Saint-Bernard à pattes courtes.
Ni, d'un Teckel, désormais trop gros pour s'introduire dans les espaces restreints, où il excellait auparavant !
yama
L'homme a trois coeurs. Le premier tout le monde le connait. Le second, seuls ses amis le connaissent. Le troisième ? c'est le vrai, le sien. (Proverbe Japonais)
* **Un Saint Bernard et un teckel ne peuvent avoir de descendance. ***
je crains que ton négationnisme ne t'ait entrainé sur une pente douteuse !
Ne serait ce par ce genre de croisements que l'on fabrique les "batards"??
(si le St bernard est un chien, et le teckel, un autre chien, soit 2 : Canis Lupus familiaris, dont l'accouplement, spectaculaire, surement, peut porter des fruits )
Et bien tu me présenteras le rejeton d'un Saint Bernard et d'un teckel.... 🙂....
Beaucoup de chiens peuvent se croiser ; pas tous pour autant.
On a quand même des discussions formidables sur VF ; la modération doit bien se marrer. 😏😉
Et, pourquoi donc ? pour des problèmes morphologiques, ou parce que l'idée te choque ?
Niveau disparités physiques, j'ai vu bien pire au sein de l'espèce humaine.
Si tu veux avoir des infos sur la possibilité de croiser des chiens entre eux, tu as deux solutions:
la longue : tu consultes pendant quelques années les traités de savants ayant savament étudiés les espèces canines.
la courte : tu demandes à ton épicier, qui as vu sa femelle épagneul ( Bretonne, il s'entend ) se faire "monter" par un caniche !
Je pense, que dans les deux cas, tu risques d'obtenir la meme réponse.
Ah, les épiciers.....ça c'est des zoologues !
yama
L'homme a trois coeurs. Le premier tout le monde le connait. Le second, seuls ses amis le connaissent. Le troisième ? c'est le vrai, le sien. (Proverbe Japonais)
mais j'ai eu dans mon entourage, les fruits d'un amour entre un caniche abricot nain, et d'une terre neuve, surement aussi acrobatique!
Rectif : ma femme me dit que ce n'était pas le caniche, c'était le "Jack russel" le responsable, pas mieux !! ... à mon age, la tête ......
Il est vrai que nous avons de splendides hors sujets !!
Francois et ton orchestre, si vous nous lisez, Bonsoir !
"Niveau disparités physiques, j'ai vu bien pire au sein de l'espèce humaine."
Tu racontes n'importe quoi ; bon, tu es un assez bon provocateur, je l'admets. Et je suis un assez bon client, je l'admets aussi ; Si tu te sens différent, tout blanc que je suppose, d'un "noir" ou d'une "jaune", je ne partage pas cette répulsion qui transpire de tes discours ; et je n'ai besoin de nulle morale chrétienne pour ça. Je suis blanc, noir et jaune, et c'est pareil pour moi.
"Un Saint Bernard et un teckel ne peuvent avoir de descendance."
Eh, Michel tu devrais savoir que l'amour rend aveugle... D'ailleurs le croisement d'une mouche et d'un escargot a bien été couronné de succès... cela a généré une échauffourée baptisée escarmouche.😏😛
Michel, faut pas t'exciter comme ça ! celà peut arriver à tout le monde dire de grosses co...ries ! meme au meilleur parmi les meilleurs. 😎
Quand je parlais de " disparités physiques", je faisais allusion à des différences morphologiques ( taille, poids....). Rien de plus.
C'est de la paranoia, ou quoi ?
Et, n'essaye pas de décrypter ce qui "transpire" de mes messages. pose-moi la question, ce sera plus simple.
Si, comme tu le dis, tu es multicolore, c'est une chance, car tu ne dois pas passer innaperçu.
Moi, je pense que tu as moyen de gagner de l'argent avec ça.
Allez, c'est pas grave, tu as du passer une mauvaise journée.
Un kébab pas frais ? 😏
yama
L'homme a trois coeurs. Le premier tout le monde le connait. Le second, seuls ses amis le connaissent. Le troisième ? c'est le vrai, le sien. (Proverbe Japonais)
L'homme a trois coeurs. Le premier tout le monde le connait. Le second, seuls ses amis le connaissent. Le troisième ? c'est le vrai, le sien. (Proverbe Japonais)
Je maintiens qu'un croisement entre un Saint Bernard et un teckel est dans les faits impossible.
Et, pourquoi donc, s'ils s'aiment ? 😎
Le ratio est sans proportion commune entre un teckel et un Saint Bernard et entre des humains, tous extrèmement proches les uns des autres.
j'ai entendu dire que Mimi MATI avait eut un rencard avec Sébastien CHABAL. Quelqu'un a-t-il plus d'infos ?
Pour le reste, je ne me sens d'aucune "race" ni d'aucune couleur, et aussi proche d'un Africain que d'un Yama que je suppose blanc.
Serais-tu blond aux yeux verts avec la peau noire ?
yama
L'homme a trois coeurs. Le premier tout le monde le connait. Le second, seuls ses amis le connaissent. Le troisième ? c'est le vrai, le sien. (Proverbe Japonais)
Le paisible grand lévrier regarde s'agiter le pitbull roulant
des mécaniques raraharaha, ch't'aurais, ch't'aurais, ch't'aurais, ch't'aurais, ch't'aurais, raharahara, ch't'aurais, ch't'aurais, ch't'aurais, raharahararaharahara (langue pendante, bave au babines, agitation frénétique).
Il songe... il songe que même au delà de toute considération génétique, il existe chez l'espèce humaine des oppositions intellectuelles plus radicales, plus irréductibles, que ne le seront jamais une couleur de peau ou une forme d'yeux, que ces différences visuelles sont insignifiantes au regard des abîmes intellectuels.
Anassa, un Lévrier, n'est pas un chien spécialement paisible.
Vois-tu, dans ma famille, nous avons deux chiens. Un Américan Stafforshire ( 45 kg ! ton "pitt" n'est qu'un nain ou un alevin ), et un Boxer.
Bien qu'élevés ensemble, ils ont des caractères bien différents. Mais, ils font de trés bons chiens dans leur spécialité "de race". Et, on les adore.
Sans entrer dans les détails, ayant, parfois une vie un peu moins calme que la moyenne, j'avais besoin de chiens, surs pour l'entourage, mais, sur lesquels je puisse "compter".
Nous les avons choisis, en fonction de ces spécificités et aptitudes "naturelles" inhérentes à leur race.
L'éducation et l'environnement fit le reste.
Nous n'avons jamais été déçus .
Si, j'avais été chasseur, et avait eut besoin d'un chien rapide à la course, j'aurais, peut-etre opté pour ton Lévrier.
Comme je l'ais déjà (trop, il faut lire les post, celà évite de faire répéter ) dit, l'origine de l"animal, n'est pas une garantie à 100%, mais, disons, une forte chance que celui-ci possède le caractère et les qualités de départ propres à son groupe. Ensuite, évidemment, d'autres facteurs peuvent intervenir.
Je ne vois pas pourquoi, ce trait commun à tout le monde animal, ne pourrait s'appliquer à l'homme . Ce refus est uniquement idéologique.
Bien sur que notre cerveau humain, permet plus de spécificités propres à chaque individu, que le cerveau d'un mammifère ordinnaire. Mais, au départ, je pense que nous héritons, en plus des capacités et spécificités physiques ( admises du bout des lèvres, car, trop visibles, pour etre réfutables ), d'un capital .
Il n'y a pas d'oppositions intellectuelles, là dedans, plutot, un blocage idéologique et une peur panique de supposées implications .
Tu sais, les abimes intellectuels ont cette particularité, d'abriter toute une population qui n'a aucune conscience de s'y trouver.
yama
L'homme a trois coeurs. Le premier tout le monde le connait. Le second, seuls ses amis le connaissent. Le troisième ? c'est le vrai, le sien. (Proverbe Japonais)
"Il n'y a pas d'oppositions intellectuelles, là dedans, plutot, un blocage idéologique et une peur panique de supposées implications ."
Je comprends et je compatis à la blessure narcissique que tu connaîtrais s'il en était ainsi et s'il était scientifiquement avéré que c'est dans ta nature de courrir moins vite qu'un noir, de savoir compter moins bien qu'un asiatique, de moins résister à la chaleur qu'un bédouin, de moins résister au froid qu'un inuit...
Mais je peux te rassurer, ce qui fait que les hommes sont des hommes, c'est justement qu'ils ne sont pas des animaux et que ces très modestes différences d'aptitude probablement héritées d'une sélection à l'épreuve du milieu ne sont que secondaires.
Les hommes ne sont pas des chiens.
"s'il était scientifiquement avéré que c'est dans ta nature de courrir moins vite qu'un noir, de savoir compter moins bien qu'un asiatique, de moins résister à la chaleur qu'un bédouin, de moins résister au froid qu'un inuit..."
Rien qu'une supposition gratuite, au moment de la campagne électorale il me semble avoir entendu, l'espace d'un instant, le même genre de discours.😠 Il n'y a pas de gène de la course à ma connaisance.
Bonjour Maitairoa,
" ... Les hommes ne sont pas des chiens. " ... du moins ... pas tous ! 😉 Il faut oser le dire... qq soit votre interlocuteur. Lors du dernier conflit mondial, certains qualifiaient les Juifs et les Tziganes de "chiens".😠 Michel
... j'ose imaginer que tu t'es dit au moins une seconde que j'avais pu vouloir dire autre chose ...
... mais tu as apparemment "laissé au hasard" le choix de m'attribuer des arrière-pensées que je n'ai pas ...
... voilà ce qui arrive lorsqu'on n'a pas une capacité ou une volonté de lecture multi-directionnelle des choses
... pour ma part, j'arrive très bien à vivre sans obligatoirement faire référence dans mes propos à l'Histoire en général ou celle de la dernière (?) guerre mondiale ou encore à l'abjection de la doctrine nazie ...
Mon frère,
Tu as bien écrit :" ... Les hommes ne sont pas des chiens. " "... du moins ... pas tous ! " Que tu le prennes dans un sens ou dans l'autre, à mes yeux cela reste une formule dégradante. Michel
... sauf que dans ma bouche (puisque décidément ce site n'est fréquenté que par des Cyclopes à vision monoculaire et qu'il faut donc tout expliquer) la formule est plutôt dégradante ... pour les chiens :
... autrement dit, je pense sincèrement qu'en beaucoup trop de circonstances, l'homme (en général, Polyphème, en général !) adopte un comportement vis à vis de ses semblables bien pire que celui d'un animal, le chien entre autres ...
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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
Who’d like to share their best and worst travel memories in a few lines?
For me, it’s watching the TAJ MAHAL at sunrise and getting chased by dogs at the top of a mountain pass in GREECE on the way back from ISTANBUL.
THANKS GUYS
"It seems to me that poverty would be less painful in the sun" wrote Aznavour...
Not sure...😕 Who can prove that people in hot countries are happier than others?
What do you think?
Is it better to live in Montpellier than in Lille?
Are the Pygmies happier than the Inuit?
Are Canadians less happy than the people of Louisiana?
Are there more French expats in hot countries?
And your travels? Do you choose your destinations based on the climate?
Do you rejoice when a bit of sunshine appears?
Hi everyone, just this once I’m not posting for a travel story, but to share a thought for Venezuela.
If you didn’t know—since it’s not making headlines—the country was hit by two 7.5-magnitude earthquakes last week. Over 2,200 people have died, more than 50,000 are missing, and some coastal towns have been completely destroyed.
Maybe when the scale of the humanitarian crisis becomes clear, our media will cover it a bit more... especially since earthquakes with this many casualties usually make the front page, but there’s been nothing in France.
So here’s a thought for this country, which, whatever you think of its politics, is a true jewel of South America, both for its landscapes and its people.
hi there
I’d like to invite you to discover my coastal province in central Vietnam: Quang Ngai.
This year, my province has really improved its infrastructure—mountains, countryside, and sea are all authentic here.
No harassers or thieves, and no Russians either.
A local lunch costs around 1 €.
A *** hotel room is about 25 €, and you can find hotels right on My Khe Beach.
We have a specialty: *banh xeo*—10 crepes for just 1.5 €.
You can rent motorbikes to explore the province and maybe visit the many ethnic minorities.
I live here—I’m not selling anything, but I can help if needed (my father-in-law is a traditional Vietnamese doctor and he’s very skilled).
Hi everyone! 😉
I’m Typhaine, 35 years old. Five years ago, I left France for a solo round-the-world trip—no planes, just a van, hitchhiking, cycling, and even a canoe in the Amazon! Today, I work as a naturalist guide in Argentine Patagonia.
Wherever I go, my compass stays the same: observing and photographing wildlife, which I deeply admire and respect.
My project: I’d love to share this experience through a sustainable, authentic, and immersive nature tourism initiative. But to build something meaningful, I need to understand how other nature enthusiasts experience their own adventures.
If you:
Are over 20 years old
Have a true passion for Nature
Have already taken at least one trip lasting more than 3 nights (in your country or abroad) in your life
Promise: I’m not selling anything, this isn’t marketing. Your answers are 100% anonymous and will only help me shape this wild project.
A huge thank you to everyone for your help and kindness! Looking forward to chatting in this thread 😛
(Dear admins, this is purely a collaborative effort for my project study, with no commercial purpose. Thank you so much for your support!)
Photo: Grizzly Bear (Ursus arctos horribilis), female on the left and her cub on the right. Photo taken by me in Alaska, Denali National Park.
It’s something we often notice in this forum—and many others—this behavioral shift.
A long-time member, or even a new one, asks a question.
They get one or more answers, some brief, some detailed, and then... nothing???
Not even a simple thank you!!!
From what I’ve gathered, if the answers don’t align with what they wanted to hear, it seems natural for the asker to just disappear!! 😕
Unless—(and I fear this is the case)—basic politeness is no longer part of our society????
I spent 3 weeks in Bali last summer (+ 3 nights on Gili Meno and a day trip to Kawah Ijen in Java). So I wanted to see what ChatGPT could suggest for comparison...
Here’s the prompt I gave:
"You’re a local expert guide for Bali.
- Plan a 20-day itinerary for Bali with a side trip to Gili Meno and a day trip to Kawah Ijen in Java without staying overnight.
- I’m traveling with my wife, and I love visiting historical sites, hiking, relaxing at the beach, snorkeling, and exploring rice terraces...
- For the duration of the stay, I don’t want more than 8 places to sleep, and I’d like to stay at least 2 days at each stop to avoid unpacking too often. Except for the last night, where I’m okay with just one night near the airport.
- I prefer neighborhoods that are walkable and try to avoid typical tourist traps, though I don’t want to miss the must-see spots. So suggest a mix of iconic sites and hidden gems.
- Recommend hotels or guesthouses with a budget of 50 to 100 € per night, including breakfast. Make suggestions in areas popular with travelers, specifying the vibe (I prefer quiet), and consider safety and proximity to attractions.
- For lunch and dinner, suggest two to three restaurants that are well-rated by customers.
- Give me a day-by-day program with details on travel times, visiting times for each point of interest, and recommendations for transportation (taxi, train, bike, etc.).
Estimate the total cost of the trip, including accommodations, food, transportation, and activities, and suggest two tips for saving money in each category.
- Don’t make anything up—be realistic about travel times, take into account the opening dates and hours of sites, and give me the entry fees for places to visit.
- Ask me all the questions until you’re 95% sure you understand what’s being asked. Don’t generate your response until you’ve understood."
The AI asked for a few clarifications:
"Great request—I can build you a really optimized and enjoyable itinerary, but to be 95% sure I hit the mark, I need a few key clarifications (this will really influence the pace, areas, and accommodations)."
In the end, it proposed a program very close to what we actually did.
I’ll skip its accommodation and restaurant suggestions...
Its proposal:
"Ubud (4 nights) => we did 5 nights
Sidemen (2 nights)
Amed (3 nights) => we’d planned 2 nights
Gili Meno (3 nights) => we did Gili between Sidemen and Amed
Munduk (3 nights) => we did 2 nights before Pemuteran
Pemuteran (3 nights) with Ijen => we did 4 nights
Sanur (2 nights + 1 last night) => we chose Jatiluwih instead of Sanur
It suggested "activities" (and accommodations too):
IN UBUD:
- Walk around central Ubud (1–2h)
- Campuhan Ridge Walk
- Tegalalang Rice Terrace
- Tirta Empul
- Gunung Kawi
- Massage / market / slow café
IN SIDEMEN:
- Rice terrace hike (2–3h)
- Cooking class
IN AMED:
- Snorkeling
- Japanese Shipwreck
- Beach + relaxation
- Volcano sunset
ON GILI:
- Snorkeling at Gili Meno Turtle Point, Nest Underwater Statues
IN MUNDUK:
- Jungle & waterfall hike - Munduk Waterfall + Melanting Waterfall
- Loop: 3–4h (perfect for your level)
- Ulun Danu Bratan Temple
- Twin Lakes
IN PEMUTERAN
- Snorkeling: Menjangan Island
For Kawah Ijen, it detailed the day well:
👍 from Pemuteran = best possible option
12 PM: leave hotel (we left at 10 PM)
1 PM: ferry
3 PM: arrival in Java + transfer
11 PM: start ascent
2 AM–6 AM: volcano
Return to Bali around 11 AM–12 PM (we got back at 4 PM)
👍 still very intense, but doable with an agency
💰 ~80–120 €/person all-inclusive
IN SANUR:
- Relaxation
- Quiet beach
- Proximity to airport (30 min)"
I’ve kept the habit of blowing my nose in the sink and then washing my hands—a custom I picked up in India. Sometimes, non-travelers are shocked when they catch me in the act... 🤪
Also, when I run out of toilet paper, it doesn’t bother me—unless I’ve got company over... 🤪
Just got back from walking a friend’s dog (while they’re on vacation), wearing a djellaba and Tibetan boots... 😏😏😏 Oh, for sure, if I’d run into locals, I probably would’ve shocked them? 😏
Anyway, as long as I’m not spitting on the floor at a restaurant or squatting on the side of a highway with a water bottle in hand...
After taking a little trip around the world, I came back a few months ago with an idea in mind.
I mostly do diving, and I love observing animals in their natural habitat without disturbing them.
During the trip, I realized it was quite complicated to know where and when to see certain species.
For example:
where to dive with sharks or manta rays
where you might get a chance to swim with whales
I even discovered thresher sharks during my trip… I didn’t even know this species existed before, even though they’re incredible to see.
We spent a ton of time searching for info all over the place, especially on social media, without ever getting a clear picture.
So I started putting all this together on my own, in the form of a map, to make it easier to visualize where to go depending on the seasons.
I recently put a first version online (it’s called Fauneya).
There are probably mistakes, inconsistencies, or things to improve, and that’s partly why I’m posting here.
I’d really love to know how you all go about planning this kind of trip.
As part of my Master’s thesis, I’m currently conducting a public survey on a topic that concerns all of us when planning a trip: artificial intelligence and the role of human contact in travel planning.
These days, we’re using more and more digital tools to find ideas, compare options, and book trips... but is the role of human advisors still essential? At what moments? And for what types of trips?
The survey is anonymous and takes about 7 minutes.
It’s aimed at anyone who travels (or has traveled) for leisure, whether you plan everything yourself or go through an agency.
While browsing the forum to gather info for my upcoming trip to Thailand, I often see the terms "traveler," "great traveler," and also "tourist"—so what’s the nuance for you?
I've traveled quite a bit in Vietnam over the past few years—from the southern delta to bustling cities and even some small islands—but what really sticks with me is the north, the high mountains.
Up there, there's something different—maybe slower, more raw. The morning markets with ethnic groups, women in traditional clothes, the colors...
The stilt houses, kids following you and laughing for no reason, the terraced rice fields—it almost feels unreal at times, so vast and quiet, yet so human and simple.
You often hear that Sapa has become too touristy, and that's partly true, especially in the center. But as soon as you move a little farther away, everything changes quickly. The landscapes open up, encounters feel more natural, and you rediscover something truly authentic.
I think it's that contrast that struck me—the difference between what you imagine before going and what you actually discover when you take the time.
And you—what memory do you hold onto from Vietnam? A particular place that touched you more than others?
Hello,
We’re finalizing the plans for our upcoming trip to China in May 2025. The second-to-last stop will be in Zhangjiajie, where we’ve planned to stay for 2 full days before heading to Shanghai.
We’re traveling solo using local transport and have arranged to stay in the city of Zhangjiajie.
We’ve seen that there’s a lot to see:
Tianmen Mountain, the Grand Canyon and the glass bridge, Zhangjiajie National Park, and that the sites are quite far apart with fairly expensive entry fees.
We’re thinking of dedicating one day to the national park and the Grand Canyon (glass bridge) and one day to Tianmen Mountain.
But we’re not sure if this plan is realistic—any thoughts would be much appreciated!
I should be serving a warming drink to the participants in the discussion about gardens and parks that provide us with beautiful photos, I could mention the delicious buttery scent wafting from bakeries in the thread about returning to France, but my heart, its powerful pulse that nourishes my entire being, is elsewhere.
Dasht-e Lut, Yazd, Esfahan, Bam, Kerman, Qeshm, Hormuz—a melody, a prayer at the heart of desire.
A dream, an unattainable fantasy? No. Not anymore.
A very serious Italian travel agency is organizing this trip for 6 people this winter. I’m signed up, I’m going, I’m living. Maybe.
"But you’re completely crazy!!!!"
I know... I know that every civilization, every society has a vital need to create scapegoats to define and justify itself, pathetically. And Iran is one of them, top of the list. I laugh or sigh, and it doesn’t bother me.
But that unchanging red, deep red and garnet, so beautiful in itself, in all the Western chancelleries repeats, whispers, shouts: don’t go, don’t go, don’t go, you’re putting yourself in danger and we can’t do anything for you. You’ll be turned into mere bargaining chips, into arguments for endless negotiations. Fear must be instilled, its power absolutely preserved, no concessions made to the enemy. The information (how many French hostages, real or fake, compared to the number of travelers?) is always lacking.
Traveling becomes a merciless confrontation between desire, the vital pulse, and anxiety, its ghosts.
Hi everyone, here’s our itinerary. Arriving on the evening of December 13th. Departing on January 7th.
Thanks in advance for your tips and valuable feedback.
Manila – 1 night
Coron – 4 nights
Coron to El Nido cruise – 2 nights
El Nido – 4 nights
Port Barton – 5 nights
Flight from Puerto Princesa to Vigan
Vigan – 2 nights
Sagada – 2 nights
Banaue – 2 nights
Bagabag – 1 night
Manila – 1 night
I’ve only booked the flight to Manila and the Manila/Coron flight so far. Is it possible to book boat trips, accommodations, and the Puerto Princesa flight last-minute?
Really disappointed with Costa Rica! Pura vida? The scam of the century!
(Costa Rica pure emptiness).
The country where animals are free and people are in cages.
3 weeks in December in this country and never again. Imagine the trailer of a movie that seems interesting, and when you go see it, you realize it’s a flop and the best moments were in the trailer.
Well, that’s exactly how we felt with Costa Rica pure emptiness.
My wife and I have traveled quite a bit and didn’t expect to be so wrong about a place.
On the main routes, we visited:
San José
Alajuela
Limón, Cahuita, Puerto Viejo, Manzanillo (Caribbean side)
Jaco, Quepos, Manuel Antonio (Pacific side)
And a few short stops in intermediate towns.
Our dissatisfaction grew gradually like this:
When we arrived at the hotel, the taxi dropped us off on a small street in front of a white metal gate with ground-floor windows barred. We looked at it skeptically, but the sign matched.
He approached the gate, rang the bell, the buzzer sounded, and the door opened slightly. The hotel wasn’t bad for the price, a 10-minute walk from downtown, but with a "Fleury-Mérogis" vibe guaranteed.
So far, so good.
After showering and regaining our bearings, we headed downtown.
What started to unsettle us on the way was seeing houses with bars on the ground-floor windows and even on the second floor.
At first, we thought the hotel’s neighborhood wasn’t great.
Downtown San José:
It’s a generic city, not very exotic, with a pedestrian street and a small mercado where you can eat local food without frills. Very few tourists—if any—which let you blend in with the locals. We had lunch and struggled to make ourselves understood because, aside from one or two shops, English wasn’t spoken.
On the way back to the hotel, we took a different route, and while chatting and strolling, my wife pointed out a beautiful two-story white house completely barricaded like Fort Knox.
From that moment, we started noticing the facades of houses and buildings, and wow, it was creepy—most looked like prisons, some even with barbed wire.
Though put off, we told ourselves it was probably a big-city thing and the rest of the country couldn’t be like this.
So far, so good.
We relaxed at the hotel and had a drink at the bar. Night falls early, around 5:30 PM. By 7:30 PM, we headed back downtown for dinner. A bit unsettling for a capital—downtown was almost deserted, and aside from fast-food chains, very few restaurants were open, with hardly anyone on the streets.
Bars with security guards out front.
I won’t say we felt unsafe that night, but once it got dark, we realized the bars on the windows weren’t for nothing. First day in, and our impression was already mixed.
The next day, we explored the city and surroundings, and our feelings didn’t change.
So far, so good.
Off to Cahuita by bus—4 hours of travel.
The landscapes are very green but quickly become monotonous. The road runs alongside the forest and passes through a few towns and villages, and even in the countryside, there were just as many prison-like houses.
The bus dropped us off at Cahuita’s terminal station—only four of us got off. It’s a village, or rather, a small town. Cahuita is basically one straight road and a perpendicular one, and honestly, doubt started to creep in.
A few restaurants that add 13% tax and 10% service charge—so 23% extra. We dropped our stuff at the hotel and went to explore. In 20 minutes, we’d seen it all. We had lunch and planned to check out the famous park.
Entry is by donation—well, the "entry" is a joke. There’s a path along the forest by the sea, and that’s it.
Nothing’s going right anymore.
We thought it was a total scam, but since we hadn’t gone far, we decided to come back the next day to explore further.
We returned to the hotel, relaxed, and around 8:00 PM, we went out for dinner. Only two restaurants were open, and the streets were deserted.
Creepy!
The next day, we explored the so-called park more thoroughly and really got it.
A path along the forest by the sea—2 hours there and 2 hours back, where you see animals that feel like showing their faces.
A total joke—"all that for this?"
The beach was full of wood debris and coconut husks. We wondered if the photos online were edited because the sea, very rough, wasn’t the azure blue we’d seen in pictures.
But calling this a park is a joke—it’s like a new concept.
When we thought about the reviews online, we started to suspect that professionals with interests in the country were monitoring and countering any negative feedback that could harm their business.
Too bad we didn’t check the negative reviews beforehand—we did while we were there, and it helped. We wondered if we’d become too demanding after all our travels, but no—when something’s bad, it’s bad.
Manuel Antonio’s park is even more ridiculous—there’s a short path along the sea for about 500 meters, and then nothing. You have to climb through mud and hack your way through the forest. We ended up barefoot because the mud was up to our calves. All that to see a raccoon and a few parrots flying overhead.
We didn’t expect Noah’s Ark, but we’ve seen more animals in Bali, Mexico, and Thailand while visiting temples or just walking around than in these so-called parks!
Puerto Viejo, not far from Cahuita and supposedly livelier—well, it couldn’t be worse!
According to Lonely Planet, it had a Caribbean vibe and wild nights, but maybe that was a long time ago. The good reggae music playing everywhere isn’t enough.
In the evening, Puerto Viejo was a bit livelier than Cahuita, but that’s not saying much. Very few tourists—if any—no night market, just two or three shops open selling $20 T-shirts. Same vibe as San José.
No big deal—we enjoyed the beach and the sun, which was reliable.
Our itinerary was supposed to include Tortuguero Park, but after talking to other travelers who’d just been, we changed our minds, knowing we’d be visiting Manuel Antonio Park on the Pacific side.
To get back to the Pacific side, you have to take the bus and go through San José again—5 hours this time—then switch bus terminals and another 4.5 hours to Quepos.
A stopover town to get to Manuel Antonio’s beach and park!
A town just like the others we’d seen—deserted as soon as the sun sets, and not exactly bustling during the day either. (Where are all the tourists?)
Still as many bars on the windows and that feeling of being in the wrong place.
7 km later: Manuel Antonio beach and park.
The beach is very beautiful and quite large, but don’t expect turquoise blue water—the waves stir up the sand, giving the water a brownish color.
Along the beach, shops and restaurants for about 300 meters, and then nothing. At night, after sunset, the town shuts down too.
Manuel Antonio Park is highly praised for its wildlife, so we were eager to see it. When you express dissatisfaction with Cahuita or Manzanillo parks, the response is always, "But you should’ve gone to Monteverde or Manuel Antonio!" No matter what you do or say, they’ll tell you, "You should’ve gone there or here."
Back to our famous park—entry was about $16, and contrary to what we’d heard, it wasn’t crowded!
Guides at the entrance with spotting scopes offered their services for about $30.
The park: a mix of boardwalk and dirt paths through the forest, sometimes running alongside beautiful coves and beaches.
As soon as we entered, a crowd was taking photos of a deer eating leaves.
A little further on, a guide with a group of five stopped. The guide raised his arm and set up his spotting scope! He showed them, about 100 meters away, a hummingbird perched on a branch. Some, looking through the scope, exclaimed, "Oh my God! Amazing! Incredible!"
For a moment, we thought they’d discovered a unicorn or were in Jurassic Park and had just crossed paths with a T-Rex!
The concept is comical—looking at a bird or another animal through a spotting scope because it’s too far away. Isn’t that what TV is for?
For our part, we saw monkeys, ants, an armadillo, an iguana, and the backside of a sloth climbing a tree. Amazing, incredible!
We stayed a few days in Manuel Antonio to enjoy the beach, changing hotels often because prices varied wildly from one day to the next for shameful services. On top of that, they’d quote a price in dollars and convert it at their discretion—thieves!
Alajuela, a city near the airport, has a two-story mall and a local market downtown! No interest except its proximity to the airport.
What we liked:
The climate and, in hindsight, San José—the most authentic city we visited.
What we didn’t like, in addition to what we’ve already mentioned:
Costa Ricans aren’t very friendly or communicative. English is barely spoken, not even by doctors at Quepos Hospital, where my wife ended up with food poisoning (thanks, Google Translate). The widespread obesity among Costa Ricans, who eat like Americans. The insecurity. The eco-hipsters who leave their $150 lodges in minivans with guides to visit parks and other sites, then return to barricade themselves in their fortresses at nightfall (oh my God, amazing, incredible). The blue signs at the entrance of towns that accept this payment method: "We accept American Express." Parking lots that become paid just because a guy is watching your car. Prices displayed in dollars. The cost of living (hotels, restaurants, taxes). Landscapes that are too green and not flowery enough. Beaches—nothing exceptional. Pollution in cities where big American trucks rule. Sewage dumped directly into the sea. Aside from the jungle, there’s nothing to visit—no ruins, monuments, or anything worth seeing.
In short, my wife and I think the hype about this supposedly eco-friendly country is overrated. It’s just the trendy destination of the moment. There are much better, cheaper, and more authentic places.
In hindsight, we keep the good memories and our beautiful photos, but if we had to do it over...
Before signing off, a little message to those who don’t like hearing opinions different from theirs:
Well, some things aren’t up for debate. And to those who’d have us believe that in 3 weeks, we don’t have the right to criticize a country or express our feelings—how can you praise it in so little time? What a scam. Costa Rica is a money pit. Pura vida? Pure cosmic emptiness.
If you like spending your evenings barricaded in your cozy hotel after dark, this country is for you.
For everyone else: run!
Hello,
Since the war between Russia and Ukraine, nothing is simple anymore for traveling to Belarus due to sanctions.
No more direct flights from the EU to Minsk.
Driving is a huge hassle, especially crossing through Poland at the only open border in Brest—you can wait 2, 3, or even 4 days just to get through by car.
The least painful driving option is to come via Lithuania and cross at the only open border, with a minimum wait time of 8 hours, sometimes up to 20 hours or more!!
Controls are very strict and annoying on both the Lithuanian and Belarusian sides. Avoid bringing alcohol, food, or cigarettes—everything will end up in the trash, especially when leaving Belarus for Vilnius, where the Lithuanians are tough, even with EU citizens.
The joy I once knew when visiting my wife in Minsk is sadly over—it’s now a real ordeal.
The fastest solution is to fly. My wife travels to France by taking a bus to Kaunas in Lithuania, where you can catch a flight (though not daily) to Paris Beauvais or Charleroi in Belgium with Ryanair, for example.
For the return trip, it’s the same: a flight to Kaunas and then a direct bus from the airport to Minsk.
The bus crossing is quicker than driving—the 250 km journey, including border checks, takes about 6 to 8 hours for buses leaving Lithuania around midnight, but controls are still strict at the border.
The biggest challenge is finding flight schedules that align with the bus routes between the two countries, given the unpredictable border crossing times.
Now, my wife travels via Charleroi in Belgium (near Brussels), and you can take a train to Paris. Alternatively, you can fly into Beauvais and take a bus to Paris (Porte Maillot).
For those driving, note that EU insurance and assistance policies no longer work in Belarus or Russia. You’ll need to get local insurance, usually limited to third-party liability (I don’t think full coverage exists?), as well as mandatory medical insurance. This is available at the border.
You now have to pay highway tolls—no more BELTOLL boxes. Instead, you pay a flat fee for the duration of your stay. Stop at the first gas station after crossing from Lithuania to fill up on fuel and cigarettes.
From what I know, Lithuania bans carrying more than 60 € in cash, but there’s no limit for USD (though it’s capped at $10,000??).
With a Visa card, you can now withdraw 1,000 rubles per week (about 270 €)—two months ago, it was only 500 rubles!!
For now, you can still pay by card in shops and gas stations.
However, major retailers like KORONA (which may be Russian-owned??) no longer accept foreign Visa cards.
Unfortunately, the additional sanctions announced by the U.S. on August 5, 2025, against Russia—and possibly Belarus—aren’t promising for the future.
After 20 years of visiting Belarus, I’m truly saddened to see the joy of living in this country with my wonderful wife turn into such a bleak situation, all because of human folly.
Hi everyone!
I’m putting together our travel itinerary for Veneto at the end of April. And the more I look and research potential sites to visit, the more I find!
We’ll only be there for a week—my family and I—including 3 days in Venice. So we have to make some choices...
I plan to rent a car when we arrive in Venice and head straight to Bergamo, which would be our first stop. We’d leave the car at the airport when we return to Venice so we can explore the city at our leisure.
What do you think:
1 night in Bergamo (a 2h15 drive from Venice airport),
1 night in Garda,
1 night in Verona,
1 in Padua, and
3 in Venice—would that be doable?
Thanks in advance for your tips and experiences! :)
Now that the curtain has fallen on the past year, it’s time to see what’s happening around here.
It seems pretty quiet, but I’ll read more in detail later.
First, I need to tell you all an anecdote.
My eldest little girl, in her third year of law school, was really scared she wouldn’t pass the year.
I told her:
“Trust yourself, you’ve worked so hard, and worst case, if you fail, you’ll just redo the year.”
“But I don’t think I’ll make it—they changed the rules, and if I mess up even one unit, I have to start all over.”
I knew her grades weren’t exactly stellar, and with what I was about to say, I wasn’t taking much of a risk.
“Here’s the deal, sweetheart: if you pass, I promise I’ll take you to India, just the two of us.”
I have to admit, India is a country I’ve talked about so much to all my grandchildren that in their minds, it’s become a magical, mythical place (hmm).
July had barely begun when my phone rang, her name flashing on the screen.
“Mamido, I did it!”
My promise came rushing back—oh no, oh no, oh no!
“Congratulations, sweetheart!”
A little shyly, she said:
“Is the India trip still on?”
And me, replying:
“Of course it is!”
And that’s that—a promise is a promise, or you risk losing that precious trust that keeps hearts warm and at peace.
We’re leaving in February. Only 8 days—yikes, the carbon footprint!
But we can’t miss her tutorials, or she’ll be kicked out.
Personally, that works just fine for me.
Going to India has become a challenge for me. It’s far, it’s exhausting, I sweat, I hate mosquitoes, the spices bother my mouth when I used to love them. There’s noise all the time—at night, the dogs bark nonstop, and we almost get run over. I’ll get lost in the streets because my sense of direction has vanished. I don’t like rice anymore. All that chaos and those cultural differences that once enchanted me now just overwhelm me.
But I promised.
The upside—and it’s a big one—Raman, the same driver I’ve had forever, will be at the airport with a sign with our names. We’ll stop at the same little shop for chai (or tea, plain and simple) with that aroma that intoxicates me, halfway through the trip.
It’ll be a tiny trip—staying with friends, I’ll show her a few places I love: Chidambaram, Mamallapuram, and the clinic where I worked. Then we’ll head back.
My little girl will go home to her parents.
As for me, I’ll leave right away for our Scottish island with Homme for our chilly winter.
How can you love a country so much you want to live there, then suddenly reject it, no longer able to appreciate what once made it special?
That’s the mystery of love, I guess.
I’ve visited the U.S. four times myself, including two long road trips. The last one was just this past August...
I won’t be going back. I already felt guilty last August, but recent policies have finally convinced me: the humiliation of Zelensky, authoritarian excesses, Gestapo-like methods for detaining people of foreign origin, the murder of innocent people (a mother shot dead), corruption, insane "tariffs," skyrocketing healthcare costs for Americans, the abduction of foreign figures to secure oil, the requirement to disclose social media accounts, and now... threats and blackmail to forcibly take Greenland—a region that belongs to Denmark and thus the European Union!
The reality is that simply posting this could get me denied entry to the U.S.!
In this context, I just can’t keep spending money there. I loved my trips, but there are so many other countries with stunning landscapes to explore.
So I get why you’d want to travel there. I did, and I loved it. But once a country no longer respects any of the values that made us love it, why go?
How can we even consider traveling to a country that threatens to take one of our territories by force?
Hello everyone,
Controversial topic? Not necessarily—maybe just a reflection on a world to come.
I spent the last 15 days of August on a cruise in Greenland, from Kangerlussuaq to Tasiilaq.
I was utterly amazed by this unique world of rock and ice, the little houses in every color, a simple life that’s also complicated by isolation and climate, among other things...
I carry in my heart the kindness of the people I met, the raw and gentle majesty of the icebergs, the colors of the sky...
So, I can’t even imagine a massive presence of raw material prospectors, heavy machinery requiring roads to be built—if that’s even possible—changing their way of life... putting sled dogs out to pasture!
Do fast food and Greenland’s northern lights really mix?
I wouldn’t trade my memories for an ESTA!
All opinions are respectable, which is why this isn’t a controversy—but I’m sorry, I have a soft spot for *my* Greenland.
We’re a couple aged 58 and 63. We’ve just returned from a wonderful trip to South India in Tamil Nadu and a few days in Kerala. We traveled with a local French-speaking guide and his friend, the driver. They both live in Pondicherry. We spent 3 weeks with them in the most authentic way!
We covered just over 2,500 km and visited not only temples but also archaeological sites, museums, and small artisanal businesses making tiles, tea, sculptures, bronze, and silk spinning. We were lucky enough to visit a public school, attend a wedding, and even a death announcement in a small countryside village. We were fully immersed in the culture, food, noise, and colors—it was incredible!
The hotels and guesthouses we chose were very clean and mostly quiet. We’re returning from India with amazing discoveries!
We’re happy to share more info if you’d like!
M-Claire and Jean
This catchy and somewhat mysterious title comes from several questions I’ve been asking myself.
VF has been back open for a reasonable number of weeks and months now.
The number of visitors overall matches past averages, but the number of members online in the last 24 hours seems relatively lower than what we used to see.
Yet, to my surprise, I’m seeing fewer travel journals, way fewer messages, and way fewer questions.
I don’t see many new registered users online, and I notice a number of members who are logged in but either aren’t participating or have stopped participating.
Something’s not adding up for me because, in my opinion, VF is still appealing, and I don’t see which other sites could really compete.
Was there a real break between pre- and post-Covid?
Does it just take more time for some people to discover the site or learn that it’s active again?
Do people now prefer quick consumption on sites like FB or others I’m not familiar with?
Where have the site’s old-timers gone, and what are they doing with their time now?
What’s really going on here?
This isn’t exactly a traveler’s question... I’d like to know who handles the technical side of this forum?
I run a similar forum on a different topic (unrecognized children), and we’re dealing with a few technical issues that are slowly killing our forum... so I’d have one or two questions to ask 😊.
Also, I was wondering who created this forum... who the administrators or moderators are, etc.
I think this forum is great. Much better than Facebook, which I’ve been using since it shut down (so I’m happy to see it’s working again...)
Hi there, I’ve been traveling for 18 years now, at least 6 months a year, and as the years go by, I actually enjoy coming back to France more and more—a feeling I struggled with at first. I mean, we always think the grass is greener elsewhere.
But in the end, I find meaning in that saying about how there’s no place like home. I still love traveling just as much, but now my trips are shorter, and I enjoy spending more time in our beautiful country, even though I don’t hesitate to criticize it.
How about you? How do you handle coming back from your travels?
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