My husband and I are planning a 10-day trip to Northern Vietnam in November, traveling independently (no agency organizing everything) and using local buses. We’d like to spend at least 3 days in each place (including Meo Vac). We’re wondering if it’s possible to find local guides for day hikes, and if so, in which towns/villages (Meo Vac plus one or two other spots to explore the surrounding area).
Thanks!
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Hi everyone! I’m sharing a modest travel journal from my trip to China in August 2025.
There wasn’t much room for improvisation on this trip—everything was planned in advance. Since August is peak season, I decided to book train tickets early, and once that was set, I reserved all the accommodations too. I got everything on Trip.com.
I bought the flight tickets back in March from Hainan Airlines. They were super expensive, but with these travel dates, I couldn’t exactly dream of a bargain!
I picked up e-SIMs valid for a month from Free just before departure: 10 € for the e-SIM + 19.90 € for a one-month plan with 35 GB of data abroad.
No need for a VPN with these e-SIMs, but D. still got one—a multi-device plan for 5 € with a discount from Let’s VPN, valid for a month. It was for evenings at the hotel on Wi-Fi to avoid burning through the 35 GB with video.
I downloaded Alipay, WeChat, Amap (Baidu Maps), and Trip.com. We also have Google Translate and Maps.me—absolute must-haves.
We’re ready to go!
I’ve been waiting for this day for nearly 15 years!! I travel a lot, but this one—this is MY TRIP 🙂 It’s been postponed so many times: because I wanted to do it with the right person, because I have a Turkish stamp in my passport and heard they don’t issue visas with that, because of COVID... and then China introduced a 30-day visa exemption, and that was the green light! Ugh, they forced us to take our vacation in August this year—far from ideal—but no more delays. Saturday, August 2, 2025: it’s finally the big day!
Days 1 and 2: We got dropped off at Charles de Gaulle at 9:30 AM. I supposedly checked in online, but only for the first flight and without getting the boarding pass... Might as well scrap online check-in in that case. So, we spent over an hour in line at the counter to get them. We didn’t have any checked luggage—just our backpacks as carry-ons—so this was a step we’d never had to deal with before, but whatever, it’s done. No wait at passport control, 5 minutes through security, a quick walk around the terminal, 10 minutes in the boarding area, and it was already time to board. Departure around 12:45 PM, arrival in Chongqing at 4:50 AM. We had a few hours of layover before our next flight. Went through immigration, connecting flight control, and security. Pro tip: check your next flight’s boarding gate right after immigration. We never saw it displayed again anywhere in the terminal.
The Free e-SIMs work—phew!
Took off at 9:30 AM, arrived in Guangzhou (Canton) at 11:20 AM in the rain. I love how Chongqing is translated as "Tchoung King" on the screens in the plane—very French!
During my first two trips to China, we paid for everything in cash, but this time, we’re going all-in on Alipay and WeChat. I still brought the leftover change from previous trips—it might come in handy. At the metro station, they showed us a QR code to buy tickets via WeChat. There were probably machines and even a ticket counter, but we didn’t see them, and buying via WeChat was pretty simple. 8 yuan to Changshu Lu, which is 22 stops. So far, so good. Then, we had to find the hotel, which wasn’t on Google Maps, Maps.me, or Amap... Easy 😎! We found it without too much hassle, though. Dropped off our stuff and went out to eat. 55 yuan for two claypots with fish/eel, rice, cabbage, and purple eggplant. When we left, it was pouring. We grabbed our umbrellas and set off to explore the neighborhood: Enning Road (we’ll come back later to check out a specific spot), Shangxiajiu (the pedestrian shopping street), Baohua Road... The area is pretty diverse—one street to the next, it’s like stepping into a different world.
There weren’t many people around, probably because of the rain. We grabbed a quick street food dinner and went to bed—we were exhausted. We struggled to stay awake until 11 PM to adjust to the time change as quickly as possible. There’s a 6-hour time difference.
There wasn’t much room for improvisation on this trip—everything was planned in advance. Since August is peak season, I decided to book train tickets early, and once that was set, I reserved all the accommodations too. I got everything on Trip.com.
I bought the flight tickets back in March from Hainan Airlines. They were super expensive, but with these travel dates, I couldn’t exactly dream of a bargain!
I picked up e-SIMs valid for a month from Free just before departure: 10 € for the e-SIM + 19.90 € for a one-month plan with 35 GB of data abroad.
No need for a VPN with these e-SIMs, but D. still got one—a multi-device plan for 5 € with a discount from Let’s VPN, valid for a month. It was for evenings at the hotel on Wi-Fi to avoid burning through the 35 GB with video.
I downloaded Alipay, WeChat, Amap (Baidu Maps), and Trip.com. We also have Google Translate and Maps.me—absolute must-haves.
We’re ready to go!
I’ve been waiting for this day for nearly 15 years!! I travel a lot, but this one—this is MY TRIP 🙂 It’s been postponed so many times: because I wanted to do it with the right person, because I have a Turkish stamp in my passport and heard they don’t issue visas with that, because of COVID... and then China introduced a 30-day visa exemption, and that was the green light! Ugh, they forced us to take our vacation in August this year—far from ideal—but no more delays. Saturday, August 2, 2025: it’s finally the big day!
Days 1 and 2: We got dropped off at Charles de Gaulle at 9:30 AM. I supposedly checked in online, but only for the first flight and without getting the boarding pass... Might as well scrap online check-in in that case. So, we spent over an hour in line at the counter to get them. We didn’t have any checked luggage—just our backpacks as carry-ons—so this was a step we’d never had to deal with before, but whatever, it’s done. No wait at passport control, 5 minutes through security, a quick walk around the terminal, 10 minutes in the boarding area, and it was already time to board. Departure around 12:45 PM, arrival in Chongqing at 4:50 AM. We had a few hours of layover before our next flight. Went through immigration, connecting flight control, and security. Pro tip: check your next flight’s boarding gate right after immigration. We never saw it displayed again anywhere in the terminal.
The Free e-SIMs work—phew!
Took off at 9:30 AM, arrived in Guangzhou (Canton) at 11:20 AM in the rain. I love how Chongqing is translated as "Tchoung King" on the screens in the plane—very French!
During my first two trips to China, we paid for everything in cash, but this time, we’re going all-in on Alipay and WeChat. I still brought the leftover change from previous trips—it might come in handy. At the metro station, they showed us a QR code to buy tickets via WeChat. There were probably machines and even a ticket counter, but we didn’t see them, and buying via WeChat was pretty simple. 8 yuan to Changshu Lu, which is 22 stops. So far, so good. Then, we had to find the hotel, which wasn’t on Google Maps, Maps.me, or Amap... Easy 😎! We found it without too much hassle, though. Dropped off our stuff and went out to eat. 55 yuan for two claypots with fish/eel, rice, cabbage, and purple eggplant. When we left, it was pouring. We grabbed our umbrellas and set off to explore the neighborhood: Enning Road (we’ll come back later to check out a specific spot), Shangxiajiu (the pedestrian shopping street), Baohua Road... The area is pretty diverse—one street to the next, it’s like stepping into a different world.
There weren’t many people around, probably because of the rain. We grabbed a quick street food dinner and went to bed—we were exhausted. We struggled to stay awake until 11 PM to adjust to the time change as quickly as possible. There’s a 6-hour time difference.
Hi everyone,
I’m starting to plan my next trip to Southeast Asia this winter (2.5 months, leaving in early December), and here’s a rough outline of my route—I’d love to share it with you and hear your thoughts and tips.
- I’ll start in Bangkok and already have three spots I’ve marked: Ayutthaya, Kanchanaburi, and Uthai Thani (I haven’t been to any of these places yet). - Next, I’d like to cross the country from west to east to reach the Laos border. I’d love suggestions for any interesting stops along this route—I don’t know this part of Thailand at all... - Then I’ll head into Laos, probably at Savannakhet (you can usually get a visa at the border). - > I’m tempted to spend a week in Hoi An, Vietnam, since I loved that city and the area when I visited two years ago. No visa needed for Vietnam now, so it could be a nice little detour. On the map, it doesn’t look too far, but I know you’ve got to be careful with these things, and I’m not sure if it’s a good idea. Any opinions on this? - Back to Laos (maybe via Dakta), and I’ll head south along the Mekong, probably doing the Bolaven Plateau loop that I missed last time. Then Paksé, the 4,000 Islands... I’ve been before, but I’d happily go back. - Crossing into Cambodia, I’ll follow the Mekong down to Phnom Penh (I know this area and love how untouristy it is). From there, I’ll probably spend a few days in Kep (quieter than Kampot). Still undecided, though. - Then back to Thailand (BKK), likely by plane from Phnom Penh since the borders between the two countries are currently closed (plus, let’s be honest, Cambodian roads... ;-). We’ll see how things look when the time comes. - After that, I’d like to explore southern Thailand, taking it slow with short hops. I’ve got my eye on Khao Sok National Park, and I’ve heard good things about Krabi... Again, I don’t know this region well, so any info or tips would be great.
So, I think this should be doable in 2.5 months, especially since I prefer short hops of 300 km max to avoid getting too tired, and I like staying 2-3 days in each place to explore. Plus, I’ll take a week off to relax if I find a spot I love—maybe by the sea for some real downtime.
Thanks for your feedback and for sharing your favorite spots! Pascal
- I’ll start in Bangkok and already have three spots I’ve marked: Ayutthaya, Kanchanaburi, and Uthai Thani (I haven’t been to any of these places yet). - Next, I’d like to cross the country from west to east to reach the Laos border. I’d love suggestions for any interesting stops along this route—I don’t know this part of Thailand at all... - Then I’ll head into Laos, probably at Savannakhet (you can usually get a visa at the border). - > I’m tempted to spend a week in Hoi An, Vietnam, since I loved that city and the area when I visited two years ago. No visa needed for Vietnam now, so it could be a nice little detour. On the map, it doesn’t look too far, but I know you’ve got to be careful with these things, and I’m not sure if it’s a good idea. Any opinions on this? - Back to Laos (maybe via Dakta), and I’ll head south along the Mekong, probably doing the Bolaven Plateau loop that I missed last time. Then Paksé, the 4,000 Islands... I’ve been before, but I’d happily go back. - Crossing into Cambodia, I’ll follow the Mekong down to Phnom Penh (I know this area and love how untouristy it is). From there, I’ll probably spend a few days in Kep (quieter than Kampot). Still undecided, though. - Then back to Thailand (BKK), likely by plane from Phnom Penh since the borders between the two countries are currently closed (plus, let’s be honest, Cambodian roads... ;-). We’ll see how things look when the time comes. - After that, I’d like to explore southern Thailand, taking it slow with short hops. I’ve got my eye on Khao Sok National Park, and I’ve heard good things about Krabi... Again, I don’t know this region well, so any info or tips would be great.
So, I think this should be doable in 2.5 months, especially since I prefer short hops of 300 km max to avoid getting too tired, and I like staying 2-3 days in each place to explore. Plus, I’ll take a week off to relax if I find a spot I love—maybe by the sea for some real downtime.
Thanks for your feedback and for sharing your favorite spots! Pascal
Hey hey,
A great way to meet locals! I got hooked on it over the years, and after a few women-only trips with an all-female agency (bad experiences with 5 to 10 chicks every time—many of them think they’re well-educated but actually stick their noses in everything 🤪), I’m heading out solo again soon. (Don’t ask me where—I rarely plan my trips and usually leave on a whim within days. Thinking of Canada in September, should be cool!)
Little tip for those who are nervous but still want to travel solo: It’s all about attitude because everything shows on your face. Sometimes approached by aggressive or just rowdy groups, it’s easy to spot the ringleader (it’s the one running his mouth 😏). And that’s who you need to target—use a tone that’ll leave him speechless (after that, you’ve won, and sometimes they even become friends). Not always, though! 😄
Little tip for those who are nervous but still want to travel solo: It’s all about attitude because everything shows on your face. Sometimes approached by aggressive or just rowdy groups, it’s easy to spot the ringleader (it’s the one running his mouth 😏). And that’s who you need to target—use a tone that’ll leave him speechless (after that, you’ve won, and sometimes they even become friends). Not always, though! 😄
Hi everyone.
For those traveling to Cuba and then planning to go to the USA, you won’t be able to get your ESTA for the United States (same applies) if you’ve been to Cuba after 2021 due to a law passed by Donald Trump (a law that Biden later repealed).
You’ll have no choice but to apply for a visa, which costs 200 € (and approval isn’t guaranteed even after payment).
If you’re in this situation, the process to get this visa will be a real hassle—you’ll need to book an appointment at the U.S. Embassy in Paris. It’s the only embassy in France authorized to handle your application after you’ve filled out the visa request on the official website.
If you try to cheat by applying for an ESTA for the USA, just know that the American administration has ways of finding out if you’ve been to Cuba. 😉
Hey everyone, hope you're doing well! :)
I’m planning to go back to Thailand at the start of next year—once just wasn’t enough 😅
I’ve seen that nothing’s official yet, but they’re considering reducing the visa-free stay from 60 to 30 days. If I book for 58 days like last time and they change the rules last minute, what happens?
It takes forever to get a visa—I saw you have to prove you have enough funds to cover your stay. How much money do you need in your account?
Thanks!
Hi there,
Yesterday in the Thailand section, 100% of the new threads were just about beach destinations 😕...
So here’s the counterattack in the form of this photo thread, dedicated solely to the countryside: the locals, their livestock, fields, farms, rice paddies, small rivers, and agricultural machinery. If you’ve got any pictures that fit these categories, feel free to add them!
Comments welcome.
For each photo, I’ll (or you can) indicate the area where it was taken.
Kanchanaburi:
Kanchanaburi:
Sri Chiangmai:
Soppong:
Tha Wang Pha:
Kanchanaburi:
Kanchanaburi:
Sri Chiangmai:
Soppong:
Tha Wang Pha:
Hi there,
we’re planning our trip to the North Cape this summer. We bought a new vehicle for it. Unfortunately, the registration document is still being processed, and the delay seems long—I don’t think I’ll have it in time for our departure...
I have the transfer documents, insurance in my name, and all the supporting paperwork, but not the registration document. So my question is: does the ferry company require the registration document *mandatorily* when boarding in Denmark or not?
Thanks for any insights...
The theme for June is: A SERIES
"A series is a set of coherent images that share several common points while still being different from one another."
In 3 photos, posted simultaneously in the same message, I’d like you to tell me a little story with a few words. You’re allowed 2 series.
They can be narrative or thematic. For example: 3 shots representing 3 professions, 3 places of worship, 3 market stalls, 3 trains... the ideas are endless—whether in the same place or in different countries... or 3 images of the same place, photographed from 3 different angles, under 3 different lights... or 3 images where the predominant color is the same... Narrative and theme can, of course, overlap.
Practical details:
Participation Each VF member can submit up to 2 series, until Saturday, June 21 at 11:59 PM Paris time. Each series of 3 photos must be presented in a single message, with its number indicated (series 1, series 2).
Voting: Each VF member can vote for the 3 series they consider the best, based on their own criteria and the theme.
Voting will take place from Saturday, June 21 at midnight until Saturday, June 28 at 11:59 PM Paris time.
The selected series will be ranked in order of preference: - 1st series: 3 points - 2nd: 2 points - 3rd: 1 point
The winner is the author of the series with the most points.
Results will be published on June 29 during the day. In case of a tie, the number of first-place votes will decide. The winner will have the honor of organizing July 2025’s contest.
Photos that have won (1st, 2nd, or 3rd place) in another VF contest are not eligible for this one.
This thread is exclusively for series submitted to the contest. All discussions, comments, and other chatter should take place in this thread.
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Narrative: In Bali, I took a cooking class. We went to the market to shop with the teacher. We cleaned and prepped the ingredients to make, among other things, a lovely salad.
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Narrative and thematic: I really loved this place 30 km from Essaouira. A little souk "just as it is," as they say. The souk of Ida Ougourd.
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Thematic: Green in nature. The green of tea plantations in Munnar, a bamboo forest in Les Landes, and a park in Tokyo.
In 3 photos, posted simultaneously in the same message, I’d like you to tell me a little story with a few words. You’re allowed 2 series.
They can be narrative or thematic. For example: 3 shots representing 3 professions, 3 places of worship, 3 market stalls, 3 trains... the ideas are endless—whether in the same place or in different countries... or 3 images of the same place, photographed from 3 different angles, under 3 different lights... or 3 images where the predominant color is the same... Narrative and theme can, of course, overlap.
Practical details:
Participation Each VF member can submit up to 2 series, until Saturday, June 21 at 11:59 PM Paris time. Each series of 3 photos must be presented in a single message, with its number indicated (series 1, series 2).
Voting: Each VF member can vote for the 3 series they consider the best, based on their own criteria and the theme.
Voting will take place from Saturday, June 21 at midnight until Saturday, June 28 at 11:59 PM Paris time.
The selected series will be ranked in order of preference: - 1st series: 3 points - 2nd: 2 points - 3rd: 1 point
The winner is the author of the series with the most points.
Results will be published on June 29 during the day. In case of a tie, the number of first-place votes will decide. The winner will have the honor of organizing July 2025’s contest.
Photos that have won (1st, 2nd, or 3rd place) in another VF contest are not eligible for this one.
This thread is exclusively for series submitted to the contest. All discussions, comments, and other chatter should take place in this thread.
...................................................................
Narrative: In Bali, I took a cooking class. We went to the market to shop with the teacher. We cleaned and prepped the ingredients to make, among other things, a lovely salad.
...........................................................................
Narrative and thematic: I really loved this place 30 km from Essaouira. A little souk "just as it is," as they say. The souk of Ida Ougourd.
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Thematic: Green in nature. The green of tea plantations in Munnar, a bamboo forest in Les Landes, and a park in Tokyo.
Hi there,
I hit my photo limit on the other post, so I’m forced to start a new one to continue this travel journal.
Victoria / Mahé continued:
After Anse Intendance, we head to Police Bay, located at the very southern tip of Mahé. Swimming and snorkeling aren’t ideal there (lots of waves)—just for the view!
On the way back, we stopped to visit some "typical" Seychellois houses, including one of the oldest.
We got back to the port around 6:30 PM, with memories filling our heads.
We were really happy with this day, and our guide/driver was exceptional! We even gave him a nice tip.
Dinner at the restaurant:
To be continued: Day at sea and Nosy Be
I hit my photo limit on the other post, so I’m forced to start a new one to continue this travel journal.
Victoria / Mahé continued:
After Anse Intendance, we head to Police Bay, located at the very southern tip of Mahé. Swimming and snorkeling aren’t ideal there (lots of waves)—just for the view!
On the way back, we stopped to visit some "typical" Seychellois houses, including one of the oldest.
We got back to the port around 6:30 PM, with memories filling our heads.
We were really happy with this day, and our guide/driver was exceptional! We even gave him a nice tip.
Dinner at the restaurant:
To be continued: Day at sea and Nosy Be
Hello,
A few months ago, I posted a message in the Southern Africa section about a family trip in July/August. In the end, since I had too much trouble deciding on the destination and procrastinated too much with the planning 😎, I changed my mind and we’re going for a completely different trip—to Madagascar, a country we already know a bit since we’ve traveled there several times for 4 to 6 months each time, though our last visit was back in 2012!
The tickets are booked: 19 days on the ground (excluding arrival and departure days in Tana), spanning July and August.
We’re not looking to rack up landscapes (and kilometers). The kids really want to see lots of animals, while we mostly want to show them what daily life is like in Malagasy villages. So ideally, we’d like a trip split into two parts: - For 8/10 days, a hiking portion. The idea isn’t to do a tough trek in very remote areas but rather to walk from one village to another. Let’s say 3-4 hours a day. And when we arrive in each village, we’d have time to explore a bit, chat with the locals, let our kids play with the village children, etc. Stay with locals when possible. Move to a new village every day or every 2-3 days. - A few days visiting 1 or 2 national parks (with lemurs if possible to keep everyone happy!) - With the inevitable travel days, we’ll quickly hit 19 days.
Does this kind of trip sound doable (and fun) to you? Do you know of any villages that would fit our hiking plans?
I don’t have a preferred region yet, except that very dry landscapes appeal to me less. My real love from past trips was the highlands and their bright green rice paddies against red earth, but I’m a bit worried about the cold at this time of year.
After my initial research (thanks to this forum), I get the impression that the Ambalavao/Ambohimahamasina area might meet our criteria. I saw there are "accueil paysan" (farm stays) in that area, which could match what we’re looking for and would let us visit Andringitra National Park and Ranomafana on the way there or back.
But I’m open to all your more original ideas!
For logistical questions (transport, guides, accommodations, etc.), I’ll tackle those later—it’ll depend on the area we choose.
Thanks in advance for your suggestions
A few months ago, I posted a message in the Southern Africa section about a family trip in July/August. In the end, since I had too much trouble deciding on the destination and procrastinated too much with the planning 😎, I changed my mind and we’re going for a completely different trip—to Madagascar, a country we already know a bit since we’ve traveled there several times for 4 to 6 months each time, though our last visit was back in 2012!
The tickets are booked: 19 days on the ground (excluding arrival and departure days in Tana), spanning July and August.
We’re not looking to rack up landscapes (and kilometers). The kids really want to see lots of animals, while we mostly want to show them what daily life is like in Malagasy villages. So ideally, we’d like a trip split into two parts: - For 8/10 days, a hiking portion. The idea isn’t to do a tough trek in very remote areas but rather to walk from one village to another. Let’s say 3-4 hours a day. And when we arrive in each village, we’d have time to explore a bit, chat with the locals, let our kids play with the village children, etc. Stay with locals when possible. Move to a new village every day or every 2-3 days. - A few days visiting 1 or 2 national parks (with lemurs if possible to keep everyone happy!) - With the inevitable travel days, we’ll quickly hit 19 days.
Does this kind of trip sound doable (and fun) to you? Do you know of any villages that would fit our hiking plans?
I don’t have a preferred region yet, except that very dry landscapes appeal to me less. My real love from past trips was the highlands and their bright green rice paddies against red earth, but I’m a bit worried about the cold at this time of year.
After my initial research (thanks to this forum), I get the impression that the Ambalavao/Ambohimahamasina area might meet our criteria. I saw there are "accueil paysan" (farm stays) in that area, which could match what we’re looking for and would let us visit Andringitra National Park and Ranomafana on the way there or back.
But I’m open to all your more original ideas!
For logistical questions (transport, guides, accommodations, etc.), I’ll tackle those later—it’ll depend on the area we choose.
Thanks in advance for your suggestions
Hi there!
I think the question’s in the title...
What price can I expect to pay in 2025 for a ride of about two kilometers in the tourist center?
Thanks😉
I think the question’s in the title...
What price can I expect to pay in 2025 for a ride of about two kilometers in the tourist center?
Thanks😉
Hi there,
I’m planning a trip to Laos in November 2025.
I’m not really sure what to visit.
I’ve heard there are local festivals around that time.
Open to any suggestions for planning my trip.
There’ll be 4 or 5 of us.
Best,
Hey there, VoyageForum!!!
I’ve combed through this site up, down, and sideways to plan our two-month road trip across the American Southwest during the summer of 2022, so it only feels right to give back and revive the USA travel journal section—helping others prep, travel, or relive their own memories! 😏
A quick intro to the stars of this trip is coming soon... in an upcoming post!
Table of Contents:
Road trip introduction Day 1 & 2: the days we double-checked all our papers... Day 3 & 3 bis: The day we discovered Denver... Day 4: The day of the race, the carriage, and the little one’s cough... Day 5: the day the road trip truly began... Day 6 & 6 bis: the day of Nature’s first wonders... Day 7: the day the sky fell on our heads... Day 8 & 8 bis: the day we saw ghosts... Day 9: the day we climbed the mountain... Day 10: the day the theme song from "The Last Picture Show" played on loop in my head... Day 11: the day we lived like Native Americans... Day 12: the day we left civilization behind... Day 13 & 13 bis: the day we explored another planet... Day 14 & 14 bis: the day Caro reunited with HER rocks... Day 15 & 15 bis: the day of the fantastic ride... Day 16: the day we cooled off in Lake Powell... Day 17: the day the Colorado River’s meanders were all ours... Day 18: the day we dipped our feet in the Colorado... Day 19: the day the guys discovered true vastness... Day 20 & 20 bis: the day we covered a few acres of Route 66 before sunset... Day 21: the day the credit card said stop... right before the STRIP... Day 22: the day we finally discovered Cirque du Soleil... Day 23: the day we returned to calm... well, almost... Day 24: the day we reached our home base for 6 nights: Saint George Day 25: the day we should’ve explored Yant Flat... Day 26: the day it was 13°C at Cedar Breaks... Day 27: the day we explored The Narrows in Zion NP... Day 28: the day we discovered Snow Canyon... Day 29: the day we hiked to the "SUBWAY"... Day 30: the day we encountered the abyss—from the north this time... Day 31: the day we arrived in a place where dreams begin... Kanab... Day 32: the day we discovered the first treasures along House Rock Valley... 2nd part: the second part of the journey... Day 33: the day we discovered a magical place... Edmaier's Secret... Day 34: the day Cottonwood Road didn’t open up to us... Day 35: the day of the classic Queen’s Garden + Navajo Loop—and another event that became a classic... Day 36: the second day in Bryce... pure bliss!!! Day 37: the day we swam at the foot of Calf Creek Falls... Day 38: the day we took the Burr Trail, even with storms lurking... Day 39: The day of the goblins... Day 40: the day we enjoyed the peaceful Capitol Reef NP... Day 41: the day of the Rim Overlook and another letdown... Day 42: the day we arrived in... Moab... Day 43: the first day in Arches National Park... Day 44: the day of the Fisher Towers... Day 45: the day of Bow Tie & Corona Arches... Day 46: The day of Shafer Trail + Potash Road... Day 47: The second day in Arches NP... Day 48: the day we discovered Colorado NM in a flash... Day 49: the day of Black Canyon... Day 50: the day we passed through Durango before falling for Silverton... Day 51: the day we went through Ouray and ended up in Gunnison... Day 52: the day of Kebler Pass and arriving at the hot springs... Day 53: the day of hot springs II, then the road back to Denver... Day 54: the last day... Day 55: back home and the RECAP...
I’ve combed through this site up, down, and sideways to plan our two-month road trip across the American Southwest during the summer of 2022, so it only feels right to give back and revive the USA travel journal section—helping others prep, travel, or relive their own memories! 😏
A quick intro to the stars of this trip is coming soon... in an upcoming post!
Table of Contents:
Road trip introduction Day 1 & 2: the days we double-checked all our papers... Day 3 & 3 bis: The day we discovered Denver... Day 4: The day of the race, the carriage, and the little one’s cough... Day 5: the day the road trip truly began... Day 6 & 6 bis: the day of Nature’s first wonders... Day 7: the day the sky fell on our heads... Day 8 & 8 bis: the day we saw ghosts... Day 9: the day we climbed the mountain... Day 10: the day the theme song from "The Last Picture Show" played on loop in my head... Day 11: the day we lived like Native Americans... Day 12: the day we left civilization behind... Day 13 & 13 bis: the day we explored another planet... Day 14 & 14 bis: the day Caro reunited with HER rocks... Day 15 & 15 bis: the day of the fantastic ride... Day 16: the day we cooled off in Lake Powell... Day 17: the day the Colorado River’s meanders were all ours... Day 18: the day we dipped our feet in the Colorado... Day 19: the day the guys discovered true vastness... Day 20 & 20 bis: the day we covered a few acres of Route 66 before sunset... Day 21: the day the credit card said stop... right before the STRIP... Day 22: the day we finally discovered Cirque du Soleil... Day 23: the day we returned to calm... well, almost... Day 24: the day we reached our home base for 6 nights: Saint George Day 25: the day we should’ve explored Yant Flat... Day 26: the day it was 13°C at Cedar Breaks... Day 27: the day we explored The Narrows in Zion NP... Day 28: the day we discovered Snow Canyon... Day 29: the day we hiked to the "SUBWAY"... Day 30: the day we encountered the abyss—from the north this time... Day 31: the day we arrived in a place where dreams begin... Kanab... Day 32: the day we discovered the first treasures along House Rock Valley... 2nd part: the second part of the journey... Day 33: the day we discovered a magical place... Edmaier's Secret... Day 34: the day Cottonwood Road didn’t open up to us... Day 35: the day of the classic Queen’s Garden + Navajo Loop—and another event that became a classic... Day 36: the second day in Bryce... pure bliss!!! Day 37: the day we swam at the foot of Calf Creek Falls... Day 38: the day we took the Burr Trail, even with storms lurking... Day 39: The day of the goblins... Day 40: the day we enjoyed the peaceful Capitol Reef NP... Day 41: the day of the Rim Overlook and another letdown... Day 42: the day we arrived in... Moab... Day 43: the first day in Arches National Park... Day 44: the day of the Fisher Towers... Day 45: the day of Bow Tie & Corona Arches... Day 46: The day of Shafer Trail + Potash Road... Day 47: The second day in Arches NP... Day 48: the day we discovered Colorado NM in a flash... Day 49: the day of Black Canyon... Day 50: the day we passed through Durango before falling for Silverton... Day 51: the day we went through Ouray and ended up in Gunnison... Day 52: the day of Kebler Pass and arriving at the hot springs... Day 53: the day of hot springs II, then the road back to Denver... Day 54: the last day... Day 55: back home and the RECAP...
Hey fellow travelers,
We’re a couple in our fifties who’ve been traveling independently for ages—mostly in Asia, a bit in Africa, very little in the Americas, and never ever in West Asia until November 2023, when we discovered the Sultanate of Oman.
If we waited so long to explore this part of the world, it’s because a few questions were nagging at us, like: Can two Landais party lovers like us survive 15 days without apéro 😄? Or, more seriously: Can a feminist like me enjoy traveling in such a conservative country?
That is the question (and I feel your pain with this unbearable suspense 😅).
Ready to dive in?
PS: Apologies in advance for the casual tone of this travel journal—it’s the one I shared with our loved ones in real time, which explains everything.
We’re a couple in our fifties who’ve been traveling independently for ages—mostly in Asia, a bit in Africa, very little in the Americas, and never ever in West Asia until November 2023, when we discovered the Sultanate of Oman.
If we waited so long to explore this part of the world, it’s because a few questions were nagging at us, like: Can two Landais party lovers like us survive 15 days without apéro 😄? Or, more seriously: Can a feminist like me enjoy traveling in such a conservative country?
That is the question (and I feel your pain with this unbearable suspense 😅).
Ready to dive in?
PS: Apologies in advance for the casual tone of this travel journal—it’s the one I shared with our loved ones in real time, which explains everything.
Hello,
I’m really interested in traveling to South Africa in September 2020. My question is whether I should go on an organized tour or plan my own itinerary. Organized trips are pretty expensive $$$$, but the security aspect reassures me. I’d love to hear your thoughts on safety in South Africa and whether it’s easy to arrange activities like visiting vineyards, Cape Town, and going on a safari on our own. Which is better in terms of cost—booking an organized trip or doing it ourselves? It’s definitely less exciting to follow a group for 10 days. We’re a couple in our 50s who love nature. 😊🦁
I’m really interested in traveling to South Africa in September 2020. My question is whether I should go on an organized tour or plan my own itinerary. Organized trips are pretty expensive $$$$, but the security aspect reassures me. I’d love to hear your thoughts on safety in South Africa and whether it’s easy to arrange activities like visiting vineyards, Cape Town, and going on a safari on our own. Which is better in terms of cost—booking an organized trip or doing it ourselves? It’s definitely less exciting to follow a group for 10 days. We’re a couple in our 50s who love nature. 😊🦁
Passionate about travel, animals (furry, feathered, scaly), and my partner’s love for photography, it was in 2014, after encountering orangutans in Gunung Leuser National Park in Sumatra, that I felt the urge to see other great apes in their natural habitat and in the wild. For my 40th birthday, I dreamed of only one thing... seeing gorillas. I still had four years to wait and four years to save up.
At the time, I had only heard of the Virunga Mountains, particularly the part in Rwanda. To be honest, Uganda had never really struck me as a destination I’d ever set foot in, and the DRC, for security reasons, didn’t particularly appeal to me.
But then, one day, I heard that Rwanda was going to increase the price of gorilla permits to USD 1,500 per person. Ouch... that seemed way overpriced, especially since we were going as a couple and I really wanted to see them twice. $6,000 for two days... Okay, it’s for my 40th birthday, but still...
At the end of 2017, I started looking more closely into our trip planned for December 2018. A stroke of luck in my schedule meant my former English teacher sent me a link to an article she’d written for her travel agency about her encounter with gorillas in Uganda. Hmm, Uganda? It was the first time I’d read about the country. Why not?
I scoured various forums in French and English and re-discovered voyageforum.com. And most importantly, I came across Ticapi’s travel journal, which I devoured in one evening, and a few months later, Muriel18’s, whose release I eagerly awaited. Wow!!! Not only can you see gorillas in Uganda, but also chimpanzees and the shoebill, not to mention the savannah and the chance to go on more classic safaris.
All that’s left is to convince my better half that Uganda is a safe country...
Usually, and now more than ever, we prefer independent travel and self-drive trips in particular. But given the proximity to the DRC border, the potentially impassable roads after rain, and rental cars that aren’t always in the best condition, we hired a guide for two weeks in December 2018. The months passed, and the excitement grew.
Three weeks before departure, I fell ill after a work trip to Asia. Darn! This time, I didn’t waste any time—I quickly saw a doctor and got rid of that virus. That was the plan! Flu or malaria? (I’d been to the Amazon six months earlier.) The doctor didn’t know; the cough only appeared a few days later. We did blood tests two days in a row to rule out malaria. So it was the flu or... pneumonia :-( ...?
The X-rays spoke for themselves—it was pneumonia, and it was already quite advanced. No big deal, I still had two weeks to recover! I religiously took my antibiotics, downed loads of vitamin C, but nothing worked—the antibiotics didn’t seem to be doing anything. I was coughing so hard I thought my lungs would come up, I was short of breath, exhausted. I’d dreamed of this trip for so long... it seemed unthinkable not to go. Five days before departure, my doctor hospitalized me—the pneumonia had worsened, and my blood oxygen levels were dangerously low. I was in tears but still in denial about what was happening to me. Besides, I’d still taken my anti-malarial, because I was determined to leave.
I spent the first day in the emergency room on oxygen 24/7. The germ causing my pneumonia was unknown to the infectious disease and pulmonary specialists. They tried a combination of antibiotics. No big deal, in four days, I’d be leaving. I harassed the doctor, who must have thought I was crazy, to find out when I could be discharged—"because, you see, doctor, I have a flight to Uganda on Saturday." On Thursday, the doctor was firm: I’d still be hospitalized on Saturday... deep down, I knew it but didn’t want to admit it. My partner handled canceling the flights, contacted our travel insurance (thankfully we had some), and I wrote to our guide (who, in the meantime, had become our tour operator) who could hardly believe it. And neither could I! We told ourselves it was just postponed and that we’d take this long-awaited trip at the end of 2019!
March 2019, the tour operator reached out to us: "Didn’t you say you wanted to go to Uganda this year? You’d better hurry and book the gorilla permits before they run out."
Oh yes, we wanted to see the gorillas. But we hesitated about rebooking. I still hoped to do this trip as a self-drive. The thing is, this year, we managed to take three weeks off, and we also wanted to spend a week in Rwanda. My partner still didn’t feel comfortable driving there. Yet, he’s driven all over the world. I respected his feelings, especially since he’s the only one who drives.
Anyway, we went back and forth but neither of us really said what we were thinking: "What if we used someone else to organize our trip?" In the end, we went with him again, made a first deposit for four gorilla permits (two days each) (not the best idea we’ve ever had), and looked into adding Rwanda to our itinerary. We’d have a guide/driver for the whole trip with mid-range accommodations.
After several back-and-forths, the itinerary was supposed to look something like this. To be honest, I got fed up after a while.
Day 1: Arrival in Kigali in the evening Day 2: Transfer from Kigali to Akagera NP Day 3: Safari in Akagera NP Day 4: Akagera NP and night in Nyagatare Day 5: Transfer from Nyagatare to Nyungwe Forest Day 6: Nyungwe Day 7: Nyungwe Day 8: Transfer from Nyungwe to Lake Kivu, Rubavu/Gisenyi Day 9: Transfer from Rubavu/Gisenyi to Kisoro/Uganda via the Cyanika border Day 10: Gorilla tracking in Mgahinga NP Day 11: Golden Monkey tracking in Mgahinga NP, night at Lake Mutanda Day 12: Gorilla tracking in Bwindi, Ruhija (later changed to Rushaga) Day 13: Queen Elizabeth NP, Ishasha sector in the morning and Kazinga Channel in the afternoon Day 14: No clear answer on activities for that day. After three attempts, I gave up. I shouldn’t have... Day 15: Chimpanzee tracking in Kyambura Gorge, night at Lake Nkuruba Day 16: Lake Nkuruba, morning activities around the lake and Bigodi Swamps in the afternoon Day 17: Transfer from Lake Nkuruba to Murchison Falls Day 18: Murchison Falls Day 19: Murchison Falls Day 20: Transfer from Murchison Falls via Ziwa Rhino Sanctuary, night in Entebbe Day 21: Entebbe – Mabamba Swamps Day 22: Mabamba Swamps in the morning, Botanical Garden in Entebbe in the afternoon, and transfer to the airport for the overnight return flight.
In April, he asked us for a substantial deposit for the accommodations and some park activities, as one of his colleagues was doing the same tour in May and it would be good if he could secure the already-made reservations by paying the bill.
A week before departure, just like in 2018, we paid the remaining balance of the agreed amount. Three days later, since I hadn’t heard from him (the TO is based in Germany), I sent him a message to confirm he’d received the payment.
My partner joked, "And that’s when he tells us he closed the account we sent the money to." I forced a laugh... and even more so when the TO asked me which account I’d sent the balance to... "Uh, the same one as before." And then he told me he’d closed that account and maybe should’ve mentioned it earlier... uh, you think?! And of course, he needed the money sent again quickly. "Well, buddy, you’ll have to wait until I get it back!!!
It was already late, and my bank had been closed for hours. The next morning, first thing, I called my bank and explained the situation.
"Unfortunately, we can’t do anything for you; you’ll have to wait for the money to be returned." "But how long will that take?" "A few days or weeks, depending on the banks, and you should expect transfer fees."
Brilliant! :-(
After nearly 10 years of traveling almost exclusively without traditional travel agencies, had we just been scammed? I went back to the forums to reread posts about this TO from other travelers. They were all positive; no one mentioned a scam.
The next day, I searched online for the contact details of his bank in Germany. I wrote to the generic email address in English, explaining that I’d made a transfer without knowing that this gentleman had closed his bank account. The employee replied in impeccable English that the bank only responded to emails written in German. Grrr! I used a well-known translator since my German is, let’s say, rusty, and resent my email in German. The same agent replied in German that unfortunately, they couldn’t do anything for me—that if the account had been closed, an automatic rule would return the money to the sender... period, end of story!
Well, our money is lost somewhere in the "cloud," or so we hope! Wait and see!
No news from our TO, and we didn’t reach out either—we were too annoyed by the whole situation.
At the time, I had only heard of the Virunga Mountains, particularly the part in Rwanda. To be honest, Uganda had never really struck me as a destination I’d ever set foot in, and the DRC, for security reasons, didn’t particularly appeal to me.
But then, one day, I heard that Rwanda was going to increase the price of gorilla permits to USD 1,500 per person. Ouch... that seemed way overpriced, especially since we were going as a couple and I really wanted to see them twice. $6,000 for two days... Okay, it’s for my 40th birthday, but still...
At the end of 2017, I started looking more closely into our trip planned for December 2018. A stroke of luck in my schedule meant my former English teacher sent me a link to an article she’d written for her travel agency about her encounter with gorillas in Uganda. Hmm, Uganda? It was the first time I’d read about the country. Why not?
I scoured various forums in French and English and re-discovered voyageforum.com. And most importantly, I came across Ticapi’s travel journal, which I devoured in one evening, and a few months later, Muriel18’s, whose release I eagerly awaited. Wow!!! Not only can you see gorillas in Uganda, but also chimpanzees and the shoebill, not to mention the savannah and the chance to go on more classic safaris.
All that’s left is to convince my better half that Uganda is a safe country...
Usually, and now more than ever, we prefer independent travel and self-drive trips in particular. But given the proximity to the DRC border, the potentially impassable roads after rain, and rental cars that aren’t always in the best condition, we hired a guide for two weeks in December 2018. The months passed, and the excitement grew.
Three weeks before departure, I fell ill after a work trip to Asia. Darn! This time, I didn’t waste any time—I quickly saw a doctor and got rid of that virus. That was the plan! Flu or malaria? (I’d been to the Amazon six months earlier.) The doctor didn’t know; the cough only appeared a few days later. We did blood tests two days in a row to rule out malaria. So it was the flu or... pneumonia :-( ...?
The X-rays spoke for themselves—it was pneumonia, and it was already quite advanced. No big deal, I still had two weeks to recover! I religiously took my antibiotics, downed loads of vitamin C, but nothing worked—the antibiotics didn’t seem to be doing anything. I was coughing so hard I thought my lungs would come up, I was short of breath, exhausted. I’d dreamed of this trip for so long... it seemed unthinkable not to go. Five days before departure, my doctor hospitalized me—the pneumonia had worsened, and my blood oxygen levels were dangerously low. I was in tears but still in denial about what was happening to me. Besides, I’d still taken my anti-malarial, because I was determined to leave.
I spent the first day in the emergency room on oxygen 24/7. The germ causing my pneumonia was unknown to the infectious disease and pulmonary specialists. They tried a combination of antibiotics. No big deal, in four days, I’d be leaving. I harassed the doctor, who must have thought I was crazy, to find out when I could be discharged—"because, you see, doctor, I have a flight to Uganda on Saturday." On Thursday, the doctor was firm: I’d still be hospitalized on Saturday... deep down, I knew it but didn’t want to admit it. My partner handled canceling the flights, contacted our travel insurance (thankfully we had some), and I wrote to our guide (who, in the meantime, had become our tour operator) who could hardly believe it. And neither could I! We told ourselves it was just postponed and that we’d take this long-awaited trip at the end of 2019!
March 2019, the tour operator reached out to us: "Didn’t you say you wanted to go to Uganda this year? You’d better hurry and book the gorilla permits before they run out."
Oh yes, we wanted to see the gorillas. But we hesitated about rebooking. I still hoped to do this trip as a self-drive. The thing is, this year, we managed to take three weeks off, and we also wanted to spend a week in Rwanda. My partner still didn’t feel comfortable driving there. Yet, he’s driven all over the world. I respected his feelings, especially since he’s the only one who drives.
Anyway, we went back and forth but neither of us really said what we were thinking: "What if we used someone else to organize our trip?" In the end, we went with him again, made a first deposit for four gorilla permits (two days each) (not the best idea we’ve ever had), and looked into adding Rwanda to our itinerary. We’d have a guide/driver for the whole trip with mid-range accommodations.
After several back-and-forths, the itinerary was supposed to look something like this. To be honest, I got fed up after a while.
Day 1: Arrival in Kigali in the evening Day 2: Transfer from Kigali to Akagera NP Day 3: Safari in Akagera NP Day 4: Akagera NP and night in Nyagatare Day 5: Transfer from Nyagatare to Nyungwe Forest Day 6: Nyungwe Day 7: Nyungwe Day 8: Transfer from Nyungwe to Lake Kivu, Rubavu/Gisenyi Day 9: Transfer from Rubavu/Gisenyi to Kisoro/Uganda via the Cyanika border Day 10: Gorilla tracking in Mgahinga NP Day 11: Golden Monkey tracking in Mgahinga NP, night at Lake Mutanda Day 12: Gorilla tracking in Bwindi, Ruhija (later changed to Rushaga) Day 13: Queen Elizabeth NP, Ishasha sector in the morning and Kazinga Channel in the afternoon Day 14: No clear answer on activities for that day. After three attempts, I gave up. I shouldn’t have... Day 15: Chimpanzee tracking in Kyambura Gorge, night at Lake Nkuruba Day 16: Lake Nkuruba, morning activities around the lake and Bigodi Swamps in the afternoon Day 17: Transfer from Lake Nkuruba to Murchison Falls Day 18: Murchison Falls Day 19: Murchison Falls Day 20: Transfer from Murchison Falls via Ziwa Rhino Sanctuary, night in Entebbe Day 21: Entebbe – Mabamba Swamps Day 22: Mabamba Swamps in the morning, Botanical Garden in Entebbe in the afternoon, and transfer to the airport for the overnight return flight.
In April, he asked us for a substantial deposit for the accommodations and some park activities, as one of his colleagues was doing the same tour in May and it would be good if he could secure the already-made reservations by paying the bill.
A week before departure, just like in 2018, we paid the remaining balance of the agreed amount. Three days later, since I hadn’t heard from him (the TO is based in Germany), I sent him a message to confirm he’d received the payment.
My partner joked, "And that’s when he tells us he closed the account we sent the money to." I forced a laugh... and even more so when the TO asked me which account I’d sent the balance to... "Uh, the same one as before." And then he told me he’d closed that account and maybe should’ve mentioned it earlier... uh, you think?! And of course, he needed the money sent again quickly. "Well, buddy, you’ll have to wait until I get it back!!!
It was already late, and my bank had been closed for hours. The next morning, first thing, I called my bank and explained the situation.
"Unfortunately, we can’t do anything for you; you’ll have to wait for the money to be returned." "But how long will that take?" "A few days or weeks, depending on the banks, and you should expect transfer fees."
Brilliant! :-(
After nearly 10 years of traveling almost exclusively without traditional travel agencies, had we just been scammed? I went back to the forums to reread posts about this TO from other travelers. They were all positive; no one mentioned a scam.
The next day, I searched online for the contact details of his bank in Germany. I wrote to the generic email address in English, explaining that I’d made a transfer without knowing that this gentleman had closed his bank account. The employee replied in impeccable English that the bank only responded to emails written in German. Grrr! I used a well-known translator since my German is, let’s say, rusty, and resent my email in German. The same agent replied in German that unfortunately, they couldn’t do anything for me—that if the account had been closed, an automatic rule would return the money to the sender... period, end of story!
Well, our money is lost somewhere in the "cloud," or so we hope! Wait and see!
No news from our TO, and we didn’t reach out either—we were too annoyed by the whole situation.
Hi there,
I’m diving into a recap of our loop—pretty classic, really—Denver-Yellowstone-Denver this past summer, from July 24 to August 17. Given the sheer number of trip reports already out there (or in the works), and since I don’t have the writing chops or the photography skills of many of you, I’ll keep it practical—well, I’ll try, at least—to share our take on some of the less-visited parks and spots.
First off, a huge thank you to everyone whose trip reports, blogs, websites, comments, and more helped us put together this itinerary. Looking back, it could’ve been even better optimized: a few disappointments when we missed out on some great discoveries, often because we were short on time. Plenty of reasons to come back to the area!
We’re traveling with our four (almost) teens—18, 16, 14, and nearly 12 years old. To keep the trip enjoyable for everyone, we had to make compromises on both sides: cutting a visit short to spend more time swimming, waking up at dawn, and so on. But logistics also played a big role—things like laundry, grocery shopping, and keeping luggage organized could’ve quickly become time-consuming without a little planning. And honestly, I think we visited every Walmart along the way! Blame it on the lack of fridges in some accommodations and, more importantly, the *very* limited space in the car, which made it impossible to bring a proper cooler. I’ll come back to the car saga later.
For accommodations, this year we alternated between basic cabins in KOA campgrounds and Yellowstone (when staying more than one night in the same place) and hotels. Always with a pool (except in Yellowstone, of course), which let the kids burn off energy—because they always have reserves, even after packed days!—and, let’s be honest, gave us a chance to relax. No Wi-Fi issues either; we all had plans with 25 GB of data (a big thanks to Gilles for the amazing deal at 0.99 €). It worked perfectly, even for texts and calls between phones—no extra charges.
Now, onto our route: as I mentioned, a classic Denver-Yellowstone-Denver loop. To avoid rushing through the parks or spending all our time on the road, we prioritized staying as close to them as possible, with at least two nights in each place. And I’ve got to say, it’s really nice to settle in, even if it’s just for two nights. It also helped us deal with the weather, which wasn’t always great during this trip. The trade-off? With vacation time being limited, some driving days ended up being long. We knew that going in, but since we kept a relaxed pace with no time constraints (don’t ask me for timings—I don’t keep track of the clock on vacation, except in the morning to get everyone up before noon!), we sometimes ended up with marathon days.
With that said, I’ll dive into the trip itself in the next post.
I’m diving into a recap of our loop—pretty classic, really—Denver-Yellowstone-Denver this past summer, from July 24 to August 17. Given the sheer number of trip reports already out there (or in the works), and since I don’t have the writing chops or the photography skills of many of you, I’ll keep it practical—well, I’ll try, at least—to share our take on some of the less-visited parks and spots.
First off, a huge thank you to everyone whose trip reports, blogs, websites, comments, and more helped us put together this itinerary. Looking back, it could’ve been even better optimized: a few disappointments when we missed out on some great discoveries, often because we were short on time. Plenty of reasons to come back to the area!
We’re traveling with our four (almost) teens—18, 16, 14, and nearly 12 years old. To keep the trip enjoyable for everyone, we had to make compromises on both sides: cutting a visit short to spend more time swimming, waking up at dawn, and so on. But logistics also played a big role—things like laundry, grocery shopping, and keeping luggage organized could’ve quickly become time-consuming without a little planning. And honestly, I think we visited every Walmart along the way! Blame it on the lack of fridges in some accommodations and, more importantly, the *very* limited space in the car, which made it impossible to bring a proper cooler. I’ll come back to the car saga later.
For accommodations, this year we alternated between basic cabins in KOA campgrounds and Yellowstone (when staying more than one night in the same place) and hotels. Always with a pool (except in Yellowstone, of course), which let the kids burn off energy—because they always have reserves, even after packed days!—and, let’s be honest, gave us a chance to relax. No Wi-Fi issues either; we all had plans with 25 GB of data (a big thanks to Gilles for the amazing deal at 0.99 €). It worked perfectly, even for texts and calls between phones—no extra charges.
Now, onto our route: as I mentioned, a classic Denver-Yellowstone-Denver loop. To avoid rushing through the parks or spending all our time on the road, we prioritized staying as close to them as possible, with at least two nights in each place. And I’ve got to say, it’s really nice to settle in, even if it’s just for two nights. It also helped us deal with the weather, which wasn’t always great during this trip. The trade-off? With vacation time being limited, some driving days ended up being long. We knew that going in, but since we kept a relaxed pace with no time constraints (don’t ask me for timings—I don’t keep track of the clock on vacation, except in the morning to get everyone up before noon!), we sometimes ended up with marathon days.
With that said, I’ll dive into the trip itself in the next post.
Excellent bike path almost entirely off-road, with a really scenic route. We joined it in Bad Tölz after coming from Strasbourg and left it 100 km before Venice to stay in the mountains and connect with the end of the Via Claudia, which is probably on next year’s program. The trail is often on packed gravel, but even though some short sections aren’t great, our 32C tires were enough—though wider would’ve been better. Mostly wild camping, often by a lake or river. The signage is top-notch. The only downside is the noise from cars in some valleys—out of sight but not out of earshot.
Sites that explain it better than I can: https://italy-cycling-guide.info/ An English site—check the INTERNATIONAL CYCLE ROUTES section.
It’s almost *too* detailed—a 1:200,000 map is plenty.
And here’s a photo to inspire you!
Sites that explain it better than I can: https://italy-cycling-guide.info/ An English site—check the INTERNATIONAL CYCLE ROUTES section.
It’s almost *too* detailed—a 1:200,000 map is plenty.
And here’s a photo to inspire you!
Hi everyone,
It’s my turn to share my impressions, itineraries, and addresses in Cape Verde. I actually drew a lot of inspiration from travel journals to choose which islands to visit... I set off with a friend for 12 days there.
We chose the islands of Santo Antão for its hikes and São Vicente to enjoy Carnival.
We arrived in São Vicente and spent the first half-day gathering information on ferry schedules to Santo Antão and finding two nights of accommodation for our return to São Vicente during Carnival. We were lucky to find an available room in a guesthouse very close to Laghina Beach, while all the hotels and guesthouses in town were fully booked. Indeed, it’s best to book in advance to secure a room during Carnival.
We also bought a phone card, which turned out to be useful for making a few reservations during our stay. We got some tips from the tourist office located right in the city center.
We left for Santo Antão the same day at 2:30 PM. The ferries from São Vicente to Santo Antão are supposedly the most punctual. And for good reason—they’re very on time, even leaving 5 minutes early. Boarding starts 30 minutes before the scheduled departure to avoid missing it.
On the ferry, we met Vany, who runs a guesthouse near the Paul Valley. He told us his restaurant is very good. He was adorable, and we kept his contact info—we weren’t disappointed!
We arrived in Santo Antão and asked the *colectivo* (shared taxi) to take us to Ponta do Sol for 400 escudos per person. Meanwhile, we bought the 1:500,000 map of Santo Antão (essential for hiking without a guide).
The *colectivo* dropped us off right at the door of a very kind lady who rents rooms on the upper floor of her house (3,000 escudos per night + breakfast for 2 people). We dropped off our things and chatted with a local contact to decide on our itineraries and hikes. We decided on the following route (which sometimes changed day by day):
From Ponta do Sol to Cha d’Igreja (path 212) From Cha d’Igreja via Cabo de Mocho to Ribeira Grande (then return by *colectivo* to Ponta do Sol) (paths 213a, 213, 208a, then the road) The *Rota da Corda* (by taxi) to Cova de Paul, then the Paul Valley (with a guide, likely paths 101 and 102) Cha de Morte to Alta Mira III (starting from Tia Rosa’s place, then paths 302 and 303) Alta Mira III via the Mira Valley to the sea, then back to Alta Mira III (paths 303 and 305a, returning by road)
One thing to remember: the hikes are non-stop uphill and downhill—no flat sections!
From Ponta do Sol to Cha d’Igreja (path 212)
We left our guesthouse around 8:30 AM with a light backpack, water, some snacks for the road, and a few things for our overnight stay in Cha d’Igreja (our host kindly agreed to keep our big backpacks for the night; we’d return the following night).
The path was very easy—impossible to get lost. We were advised to do it in this direction because it’s supposedly prettier and easier than the other way. The scenery includes the coast and villages perched on the lush mountainside. The only downside was the cloud of sand particles that reduced visibility, especially over the sea. We arrived in Cha d’Igreja at 2:30 PM and checked into a guesthouse we’d been recommended (5,600 escudos for 2 people, including dinner, night, and breakfast).
In Cha d’Igreja, there’s a square where people gather in the evenings. That night, kids were dressed up because Carnival was already starting. We also visited an ecolodge run by French people just before the village entrance. The place was really nice—they had bungalows and fully equipped tents. I think it’s worth staying there, but we’d already booked our guesthouse (maybe next time!).
From Cha d’Igreja via Cabo de Mocho to Ribeira Grande
We left around 8:00–8:30 AM for a 3–3.5 hour hike to Boca de Ambas. The scenery was stunning the whole way. We stopped at a *merceria* (small shop) in Boca de Ambas to buy fruit juice and eat some fruit. There, we met an old man who asked, “Are you French? So you don’t speak English?” But then—bluff—we *did* speak English (he was stunned!). We started chatting; he told us he’d traveled a lot, introduced us to his neighbors, and insisted on accompanying us to Zeca’s house (about a 40-minute walk away). We happily accepted his company, but his idea wasn’t to walk—it was to drive us there. So off we went in his 4x4. From there, he showed us the way to Coculi via Cha de Lobhinos. We still asked for directions a few times because we weren’t always sure which path to take. We passed through Ribeirão, Lombo de Negrinho, then hiked with a group on the road to Cha de Saída (about 2.5 hours of walking). The scenery was magnificent again. Then we came across the track to Coculi. It was less pretty, so we decided to hop into the first passing vehicle to take us to Ribeira Grande and then to Synagogue, where we swam in the natural pools.
We returned to Ponta do Sol around 5:00 PM. We had dinner at an excellent restaurant by the sea, right in front of the diver statue (a turtle’s body is on the restaurant’s facade). Lucky for us, there was one table left—the place was packed!
Ponta do Sol is a pretty lively town. We even caught Carnival rehearsals. It was a nice change from the quiet of Cha d’Igreja.
The *Rota da Corda* (by taxi) to Cova de Paul, then the Paul Valley with a guide
The taxi picked us up at 8:30 AM, and we headed to the Cova crater. We left with a small backpack because our *colectivo* driver kindly agreed to drop off our big bags at the guesthouse we’d booked in Paul. We stopped along the way—the scenery was breathtaking. I already regretted not hiking part of this route on foot. We climbed to the top of the crater and descended into the Paul Valley. I expected it to be cloudy, but it was actually very clear and green. The Paul Valley is beautiful. The guide gave us brief explanations about the plants we encountered. There was a lot of downhill walking—it was pretty tough on the feet. I think I would’ve preferred a mix of hiking in the *Rota da Corda* and the Paul Valley.
Guide fee: 4,500 escudos for the day, and 3,000 escudos for the taxi.
We arrived at the guesthouse we’d booked, which is famous for its great food (and for good reason). When we got there, the cook picked out the fish for that evening’s menu from the day’s catch—a lobster... and it was for us! :) The terrace setting of this guesthouse (where the restaurant is) is gorgeous, and the staff is adorable (especially Vany, who runs the place and whom we’d met on the ferry). There’s even a small dedicated space with a stage for live music nights. However, the room was a bit less comfortable (no water at times, quite noisy), but it didn’t matter—the setting and the people made us quickly forget the minor inconveniences. Address: DM me if you want it.
Cha de Morte to Alta Mira III (starting from Tia Rosa’s place, then paths 302 and 303)
We left Paul via Porto Novo, where we took advantage of the *colectivo* change to buy our ferry tickets (for two days later). We decided to head toward Alta Mira III. The owner of the (only?) guesthouse there is also a *colectivo* driver for the route from Porto Novo to the Alta Mira Valley. He dropped us off along the way near Tia Rosa’s house (marked on the map), and we took path 302. The scenery changed dramatically—it was much more arid than the northern and eastern parts of the island. Still, the landscapes and “dykes” in the second part of the route were spectacular. We hiked for about 3.5 hours and arrived at the guesthouse (DM for contact—2,000 escudos per person for the night, including dinner and breakfast). The calm in the village contrasted with the lively atmosphere at Vany’s the night before. The food was excellent—we loved it!
Alta Mira III via the Mira Valley to the sea, then back to Alta Mira III (paths 303 and 305a, returning by road)
Our last hike before returning to São Vicente. We went to the Alta Mira Valley via Alto Mira II to the sea (about 4 hours of walking). The first part, up to Dominguihas, was especially beautiful. After that, I found the scenery a bit monotonous. We returned by road, and luckily, we ran into a car (unexpected on a Sunday in this remote area) near Jorge LUIS’s village, which dropped us off at the Selada viewpoint, 4 km from our guesthouse. Otherwise, it would’ve been a long uphill walk back (not very fun). Second night at our guesthouse (with another amazing dinner).
We left the hiking island to arrive on the party island: São Vicente. A Carnival parade was happening that very evening. We had dinner at a restaurant on Rua Lisboa, which offered a view of the parade from the balcony (packed to the brim). We were lucky to see a magnificent parade in “little Rio” style (with feather costumes, floats, dancing, music, singing, and *batucada*). Once the procession passed, we headed a bit farther (to Praça Nova) to enjoy it longer. Tuesday, February 9: Carnival Day (though the parades had been going on since Friday, including school parades... the city had been celebrating for days). Four groups were set to parade starting at 3:00 PM. We decided to try the same spot as the night before, but this time, all the restaurants had their doors closed—you needed tickets to enjoy the balconies... and tickets were sold out. We really wanted a high vantage point... so we tried the railing of the Alliance Française, like many other Cape Verdeans (the wall was the width of a flip-flop...). It barely held, but we got our spot, which we kept for nearly 5 hours. The vibe was the same as the night before: floats, costumes, dancing with participants aged 7 to 77 (and older...). The evening ended with a big outdoor concert, then... nothing. We looked for other places with music but had no luck. We went back a bit unsatisfied—we would’ve loved to extend the moment. Three days left in São Vicente: a walk on the beach (between Calhau and Praia das Gatas, about 3 hours—go at low tide). The sea brings in a lot of trash, which is a shame because the beach is beautiful (but hard to swim due to strong currents). We hiked to the top of Monte Verde (great view if the weather’s clear, but the wind is very strong at the top—you can also take a taxi). We swam at Mindelo Beach (Laghina), drank coffee at the Pergola (next to the Alliance Française), and enjoyed the sun while it was pouring rain in Paris :)
All in all, it was an amazing trip. I hope you’ll have just as great a time in this little corner of paradise.
It’s my turn to share my impressions, itineraries, and addresses in Cape Verde. I actually drew a lot of inspiration from travel journals to choose which islands to visit... I set off with a friend for 12 days there.
We chose the islands of Santo Antão for its hikes and São Vicente to enjoy Carnival.
We arrived in São Vicente and spent the first half-day gathering information on ferry schedules to Santo Antão and finding two nights of accommodation for our return to São Vicente during Carnival. We were lucky to find an available room in a guesthouse very close to Laghina Beach, while all the hotels and guesthouses in town were fully booked. Indeed, it’s best to book in advance to secure a room during Carnival.
We also bought a phone card, which turned out to be useful for making a few reservations during our stay. We got some tips from the tourist office located right in the city center.
We left for Santo Antão the same day at 2:30 PM. The ferries from São Vicente to Santo Antão are supposedly the most punctual. And for good reason—they’re very on time, even leaving 5 minutes early. Boarding starts 30 minutes before the scheduled departure to avoid missing it.
On the ferry, we met Vany, who runs a guesthouse near the Paul Valley. He told us his restaurant is very good. He was adorable, and we kept his contact info—we weren’t disappointed!
We arrived in Santo Antão and asked the *colectivo* (shared taxi) to take us to Ponta do Sol for 400 escudos per person. Meanwhile, we bought the 1:500,000 map of Santo Antão (essential for hiking without a guide).
The *colectivo* dropped us off right at the door of a very kind lady who rents rooms on the upper floor of her house (3,000 escudos per night + breakfast for 2 people). We dropped off our things and chatted with a local contact to decide on our itineraries and hikes. We decided on the following route (which sometimes changed day by day):
From Ponta do Sol to Cha d’Igreja (path 212) From Cha d’Igreja via Cabo de Mocho to Ribeira Grande (then return by *colectivo* to Ponta do Sol) (paths 213a, 213, 208a, then the road) The *Rota da Corda* (by taxi) to Cova de Paul, then the Paul Valley (with a guide, likely paths 101 and 102) Cha de Morte to Alta Mira III (starting from Tia Rosa’s place, then paths 302 and 303) Alta Mira III via the Mira Valley to the sea, then back to Alta Mira III (paths 303 and 305a, returning by road)
One thing to remember: the hikes are non-stop uphill and downhill—no flat sections!
From Ponta do Sol to Cha d’Igreja (path 212)
We left our guesthouse around 8:30 AM with a light backpack, water, some snacks for the road, and a few things for our overnight stay in Cha d’Igreja (our host kindly agreed to keep our big backpacks for the night; we’d return the following night).
The path was very easy—impossible to get lost. We were advised to do it in this direction because it’s supposedly prettier and easier than the other way. The scenery includes the coast and villages perched on the lush mountainside. The only downside was the cloud of sand particles that reduced visibility, especially over the sea. We arrived in Cha d’Igreja at 2:30 PM and checked into a guesthouse we’d been recommended (5,600 escudos for 2 people, including dinner, night, and breakfast).
In Cha d’Igreja, there’s a square where people gather in the evenings. That night, kids were dressed up because Carnival was already starting. We also visited an ecolodge run by French people just before the village entrance. The place was really nice—they had bungalows and fully equipped tents. I think it’s worth staying there, but we’d already booked our guesthouse (maybe next time!).
From Cha d’Igreja via Cabo de Mocho to Ribeira Grande
We left around 8:00–8:30 AM for a 3–3.5 hour hike to Boca de Ambas. The scenery was stunning the whole way. We stopped at a *merceria* (small shop) in Boca de Ambas to buy fruit juice and eat some fruit. There, we met an old man who asked, “Are you French? So you don’t speak English?” But then—bluff—we *did* speak English (he was stunned!). We started chatting; he told us he’d traveled a lot, introduced us to his neighbors, and insisted on accompanying us to Zeca’s house (about a 40-minute walk away). We happily accepted his company, but his idea wasn’t to walk—it was to drive us there. So off we went in his 4x4. From there, he showed us the way to Coculi via Cha de Lobhinos. We still asked for directions a few times because we weren’t always sure which path to take. We passed through Ribeirão, Lombo de Negrinho, then hiked with a group on the road to Cha de Saída (about 2.5 hours of walking). The scenery was magnificent again. Then we came across the track to Coculi. It was less pretty, so we decided to hop into the first passing vehicle to take us to Ribeira Grande and then to Synagogue, where we swam in the natural pools.
We returned to Ponta do Sol around 5:00 PM. We had dinner at an excellent restaurant by the sea, right in front of the diver statue (a turtle’s body is on the restaurant’s facade). Lucky for us, there was one table left—the place was packed!
Ponta do Sol is a pretty lively town. We even caught Carnival rehearsals. It was a nice change from the quiet of Cha d’Igreja.
The *Rota da Corda* (by taxi) to Cova de Paul, then the Paul Valley with a guide
The taxi picked us up at 8:30 AM, and we headed to the Cova crater. We left with a small backpack because our *colectivo* driver kindly agreed to drop off our big bags at the guesthouse we’d booked in Paul. We stopped along the way—the scenery was breathtaking. I already regretted not hiking part of this route on foot. We climbed to the top of the crater and descended into the Paul Valley. I expected it to be cloudy, but it was actually very clear and green. The Paul Valley is beautiful. The guide gave us brief explanations about the plants we encountered. There was a lot of downhill walking—it was pretty tough on the feet. I think I would’ve preferred a mix of hiking in the *Rota da Corda* and the Paul Valley.
Guide fee: 4,500 escudos for the day, and 3,000 escudos for the taxi.
We arrived at the guesthouse we’d booked, which is famous for its great food (and for good reason). When we got there, the cook picked out the fish for that evening’s menu from the day’s catch—a lobster... and it was for us! :) The terrace setting of this guesthouse (where the restaurant is) is gorgeous, and the staff is adorable (especially Vany, who runs the place and whom we’d met on the ferry). There’s even a small dedicated space with a stage for live music nights. However, the room was a bit less comfortable (no water at times, quite noisy), but it didn’t matter—the setting and the people made us quickly forget the minor inconveniences. Address: DM me if you want it.
Cha de Morte to Alta Mira III (starting from Tia Rosa’s place, then paths 302 and 303)
We left Paul via Porto Novo, where we took advantage of the *colectivo* change to buy our ferry tickets (for two days later). We decided to head toward Alta Mira III. The owner of the (only?) guesthouse there is also a *colectivo* driver for the route from Porto Novo to the Alta Mira Valley. He dropped us off along the way near Tia Rosa’s house (marked on the map), and we took path 302. The scenery changed dramatically—it was much more arid than the northern and eastern parts of the island. Still, the landscapes and “dykes” in the second part of the route were spectacular. We hiked for about 3.5 hours and arrived at the guesthouse (DM for contact—2,000 escudos per person for the night, including dinner and breakfast). The calm in the village contrasted with the lively atmosphere at Vany’s the night before. The food was excellent—we loved it!
Alta Mira III via the Mira Valley to the sea, then back to Alta Mira III (paths 303 and 305a, returning by road)
Our last hike before returning to São Vicente. We went to the Alta Mira Valley via Alto Mira II to the sea (about 4 hours of walking). The first part, up to Dominguihas, was especially beautiful. After that, I found the scenery a bit monotonous. We returned by road, and luckily, we ran into a car (unexpected on a Sunday in this remote area) near Jorge LUIS’s village, which dropped us off at the Selada viewpoint, 4 km from our guesthouse. Otherwise, it would’ve been a long uphill walk back (not very fun). Second night at our guesthouse (with another amazing dinner).
We left the hiking island to arrive on the party island: São Vicente. A Carnival parade was happening that very evening. We had dinner at a restaurant on Rua Lisboa, which offered a view of the parade from the balcony (packed to the brim). We were lucky to see a magnificent parade in “little Rio” style (with feather costumes, floats, dancing, music, singing, and *batucada*). Once the procession passed, we headed a bit farther (to Praça Nova) to enjoy it longer. Tuesday, February 9: Carnival Day (though the parades had been going on since Friday, including school parades... the city had been celebrating for days). Four groups were set to parade starting at 3:00 PM. We decided to try the same spot as the night before, but this time, all the restaurants had their doors closed—you needed tickets to enjoy the balconies... and tickets were sold out. We really wanted a high vantage point... so we tried the railing of the Alliance Française, like many other Cape Verdeans (the wall was the width of a flip-flop...). It barely held, but we got our spot, which we kept for nearly 5 hours. The vibe was the same as the night before: floats, costumes, dancing with participants aged 7 to 77 (and older...). The evening ended with a big outdoor concert, then... nothing. We looked for other places with music but had no luck. We went back a bit unsatisfied—we would’ve loved to extend the moment. Three days left in São Vicente: a walk on the beach (between Calhau and Praia das Gatas, about 3 hours—go at low tide). The sea brings in a lot of trash, which is a shame because the beach is beautiful (but hard to swim due to strong currents). We hiked to the top of Monte Verde (great view if the weather’s clear, but the wind is very strong at the top—you can also take a taxi). We swam at Mindelo Beach (Laghina), drank coffee at the Pergola (next to the Alliance Française), and enjoyed the sun while it was pouring rain in Paris :)
All in all, it was an amazing trip. I hope you’ll have just as great a time in this little corner of paradise.
Bom dia, travelers,
A little feedback from our discovery of Madeira—there aren’t many out there! Hoping it might be useful to some of you 🙂
We stayed 7 days in Madeira between May 18th and 25th.
Base: Funchal, the Lido hotel area. A practical neighborhood (lots of restaurants, shops, buses, etc.) but lacking charm. While getting back to Funchal is quick thanks to the road infrastructure, the outskirts of the city are particularly congested in the morning and evening, often due to tourist buses blocking traffic. Plus, even though Funchal enjoys milder weather compared to the rest of the island, you won’t see any sunrises or sunsets there! In short, if I were to do it again, I wouldn’t stay in Funchal for 7 days, even if it’s convenient to unpack once and for all.
Car rental for the week with Avis through locationdevoiture.fr (now Carigami). Zero-excess insurance, two drivers included, full tank on pickup, return with a full tank. After everything I’d read, I was dreading it. No issues at pickup or return. A Citroën C3 with 4,000 km on the clock, which served us perfectly. We brought our own GPS and map, which came in handy. There are signs, of course, but not always where you need them 😛.
Guides & maps: The Rother for hikes, the *Évasion* guide (quite general but very complete), and the Sunflower (borrowed), which I liked less—I found the explanations less clear and a bit messy, but maybe it was just me being unclear 😇. We also had the Freytag & Berndt map at 1:40,000, very useful when exploring the tiniest roads.
Day 1: In the morning, we head to CURRAL DAS FREIRAS. The viewpoint is pretty, very well developed (too much?). We take a short walk down the path as recommended in the Sunflower guide. The environment is wild but doesn’t offer much in terms of views.
We then head east via the expressway. Destination: PONTA DE SÃO LOURENÇO. The sky is overcast there, while just earlier, we were under the sun 😕! We’ll have to deal with the weather’s whims—a constant in Madeira! Off we go for a 3.5-hour round-trip hike, including photo stops, a picnic, and the climb to Ponta do Furado at the very end.
It’s nice, very open, and unlike anywhere else on the island. But it’s also *very* crowded. Mass tourism where everyone’s staring at their feet, barely a smile, hardly a hello 😠. The vibe kind of kills the charm. We were there at lunchtime but didn’t escape the crowds.
Practical detail that matters: no restrooms at the parking lot, none at the Casa do Sardinha, and an environment with no trees or bushes where you can see for miles. Ladies, plan ahead... A hike you should do regardless, with no major difficulty aside from the final climb, though it "undulates" constantly. The trail is perfectly safe.
Back at the parking lot, we take the road to PORTO DA CRUZ, a small village nestled at the foot of the mountain. The natural pools, being cleaned, are empty, and the seaside promenade, splashed by waves, feels a bit gloomy. The charm isn’t there. Return to Funchal via PORTELA and the MIRADOURO DOS INGLESES, which is tricky to find—hidden at the back of a lovely park, tended like an old lady from the 19th century, maybe the former owner of the place...
To be continued... 😉
We stayed 7 days in Madeira between May 18th and 25th.
Base: Funchal, the Lido hotel area. A practical neighborhood (lots of restaurants, shops, buses, etc.) but lacking charm. While getting back to Funchal is quick thanks to the road infrastructure, the outskirts of the city are particularly congested in the morning and evening, often due to tourist buses blocking traffic. Plus, even though Funchal enjoys milder weather compared to the rest of the island, you won’t see any sunrises or sunsets there! In short, if I were to do it again, I wouldn’t stay in Funchal for 7 days, even if it’s convenient to unpack once and for all.
Car rental for the week with Avis through locationdevoiture.fr (now Carigami). Zero-excess insurance, two drivers included, full tank on pickup, return with a full tank. After everything I’d read, I was dreading it. No issues at pickup or return. A Citroën C3 with 4,000 km on the clock, which served us perfectly. We brought our own GPS and map, which came in handy. There are signs, of course, but not always where you need them 😛.
Guides & maps: The Rother for hikes, the *Évasion* guide (quite general but very complete), and the Sunflower (borrowed), which I liked less—I found the explanations less clear and a bit messy, but maybe it was just me being unclear 😇. We also had the Freytag & Berndt map at 1:40,000, very useful when exploring the tiniest roads.
Day 1: In the morning, we head to CURRAL DAS FREIRAS. The viewpoint is pretty, very well developed (too much?). We take a short walk down the path as recommended in the Sunflower guide. The environment is wild but doesn’t offer much in terms of views.
We then head east via the expressway. Destination: PONTA DE SÃO LOURENÇO. The sky is overcast there, while just earlier, we were under the sun 😕! We’ll have to deal with the weather’s whims—a constant in Madeira! Off we go for a 3.5-hour round-trip hike, including photo stops, a picnic, and the climb to Ponta do Furado at the very end.
It’s nice, very open, and unlike anywhere else on the island. But it’s also *very* crowded. Mass tourism where everyone’s staring at their feet, barely a smile, hardly a hello 😠. The vibe kind of kills the charm. We were there at lunchtime but didn’t escape the crowds.
Practical detail that matters: no restrooms at the parking lot, none at the Casa do Sardinha, and an environment with no trees or bushes where you can see for miles. Ladies, plan ahead... A hike you should do regardless, with no major difficulty aside from the final climb, though it "undulates" constantly. The trail is perfectly safe.
Back at the parking lot, we take the road to PORTO DA CRUZ, a small village nestled at the foot of the mountain. The natural pools, being cleaned, are empty, and the seaside promenade, splashed by waves, feels a bit gloomy. The charm isn’t there. Return to Funchal via PORTELA and the MIRADOURO DOS INGLESES, which is tricky to find—hidden at the back of a lovely park, tended like an old lady from the 19th century, maybe the former owner of the place...
To be continued... 😉
Reading an excerpt from "The Art of Boring People by Telling Your Travel Stories" by Matthias Debureaux first made me smile, then got me thinking… Are we "travel-bores" with our travel stories?
"Annoying is the one who, like Ulysses, had a wonderful trip. Because for every silver-tongued storyteller with marvelous tales, how many bores and nuisances… The traveler, drunk on grand images and magical encounters, has only one thing on their mind: pelting us with anecdotes, life lessons, and ideals. They’ll paint the most beautiful and distant Edens… the traveler has an endless pharmacy of stories. But nothing is designed to immunize us against travel tales. We should impose a quarantine on returning travelers. At least a dozen hours in a sobering cell. What’s the point? Months, years later, they’ll never miss an opportunity to reminisce. The evocation of their odyssey is a perpetual fireplace fire."
A provocative text, sure, but isn’t the person telling their travel story doing it mostly for themselves? Just to relive the joy of their trip? At friendly gatherings or with family, we sometimes have to endure the enthusiast… without necessarily sharing their passion for the destination!
The advantage of writing—and also of exchanges on sites like VF—is that only those who want to read a story do so… with the option to skip it anytime!
So, what do you think, authors and fans of travel stories published online?
Jean
P.S.: "The Art of Boring People by Telling Your Travel Stories" by Matthias Debureaux, Éditions Cavatines, 2005 Excerpts read in "The Taste of Travel" Éditions Mercure de France, 2008
P.S.: As a little wink… I still invite you to check out my latest travel story about a trip to the Aeolian Islands… see the story and photos by following this link: http://voyageforum.com/v.f?post=4409520;page=unread#unread
I hope I didn’t "bore" you too much with this story 😉
"Annoying is the one who, like Ulysses, had a wonderful trip. Because for every silver-tongued storyteller with marvelous tales, how many bores and nuisances… The traveler, drunk on grand images and magical encounters, has only one thing on their mind: pelting us with anecdotes, life lessons, and ideals. They’ll paint the most beautiful and distant Edens… the traveler has an endless pharmacy of stories. But nothing is designed to immunize us against travel tales. We should impose a quarantine on returning travelers. At least a dozen hours in a sobering cell. What’s the point? Months, years later, they’ll never miss an opportunity to reminisce. The evocation of their odyssey is a perpetual fireplace fire."
A provocative text, sure, but isn’t the person telling their travel story doing it mostly for themselves? Just to relive the joy of their trip? At friendly gatherings or with family, we sometimes have to endure the enthusiast… without necessarily sharing their passion for the destination!
The advantage of writing—and also of exchanges on sites like VF—is that only those who want to read a story do so… with the option to skip it anytime!
So, what do you think, authors and fans of travel stories published online?
Jean
P.S.: "The Art of Boring People by Telling Your Travel Stories" by Matthias Debureaux, Éditions Cavatines, 2005 Excerpts read in "The Taste of Travel" Éditions Mercure de France, 2008
P.S.: As a little wink… I still invite you to check out my latest travel story about a trip to the Aeolian Islands… see the story and photos by following this link: http://voyageforum.com/v.f?post=4409520;page=unread#unread
I hope I didn’t "bore" you too much with this story 😉
hi everyone,
my flight’s all booked (Sept 19–Oct 4), with 1.5 days in Montreal + 1.5 days in Quebec City...
then I’ve got 11 days starting from Quebec City for a road trip—what route do you recommend?
(I’ve seen these stops come up a lot: Parc Omega, Charlevoix, Tadoussac, Bas-Saint-Laurent, Saguenay, Parc de la Gaspésie, Parc Forillon, Mauricie...)
The idea is no more than 2–3 hours of driving per day on average.
I’m traveling solo :-( (if you’re in the area around the same dates, hit me up!)
45 years old, I love sports (so I’m hoping to do hikes, kayaking, and other activities, see whales...discover beautiful landscapes). I’m not sure if there are any events in the area during those dates, but I’d also like to meet some people...
Thanks in advance for your tips!
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 planning a solo trip for November.
I’ve chosen Thailand because it’s my first solo trip and I wanted a country that’s easy and safe for a woman (though maybe you have other suggestions?), but also because of this time of year when the monsoon is hitting many Asian countries. A lot of people have confirmed that Thailand is a destination where everything is relatively easy for a first solo trip: getting around the country (buses and trains), great food, beautiful beaches, stunning countryside, decent safety, etc...
This trip comes after a major burnout and professional exhaustion 😵💫. I quit my job this week and need to recharge and clear my head before diving back into the professional grind... I’m looking for peaceful landscapes away from mass tourism, combining mountains, countryside, and beaches. I need moments of free wandering, yoga, sightseeing, and maybe some woofing. I love authenticity, contemplation, and beautiful things in simplicity.
Thanks for your route and accommodation ideas 😊!
Armelle
I love islands...
I love islands. So it’s no surprise that the Azores have been catching my eye for a few years now. The first time I suggested them to my dear partner back in 2021, he preferred the Lofoten Islands—an excellent choice, as it turned out, since we got to visit with hardly any crowds. But for various reasons, the opportunity didn’t come up again in the following years. Until last year, that is. But by then, we’d left it too late—too late for the Azores, I mean—and the accommodation options on Flores and São Jorge were extremely limited. We decided to skip it without even looking at car rentals. So this year, we booked our flights, lodging, and cars *way* in advance (between December of last year and early this year).
The Azores consist of nine islands, so you have to make choices. I quickly ruled out São Miguel, which deserves a week all to itself: from what I’d read on various blogs, some travelers seemed disappointed after visiting the other islands, even feeling it lacked the Azores’ unique charm. True or not, that was reason enough to skip it.
In the end, we wanted to go to Flores for its lush nature (and because it’s reputed to be the most breathtaking), São Jorge for its rural/nature vibe, and Terceira for its cultural side and *impérios* (more on that later). With the time we had, we could add another island without rushing. We like to take our time and wander a bit—whether it’s a viewpoint or a hike, we always spend longer than *everyone* else. Pico won out over Faial thanks to its wine culture. And of course, there’s Corvo, which is usually visited as a day trip from Flores. I thought it’d be nice to spend the night there to experience the atmosphere once most tourists had left. I hesitated between one or two nights but ultimately went with two (so we wouldn’t be rushed by the boat schedule). It was an excellent decision.
Here’s how it all panned out:
August 25: departure for Terceira via Lisbon at 7:40 AM; August 25–29: Terceira; August 29: flight to Corvo. It was supposed to take half a day, and we were meant to arrive in the early afternoon, but between schedule changes and delays, it ended up taking almost the whole day; August 29–31: Corvo; August 31: boat to Flores around 8:30 AM; August 31–September 5: Flores; September 5: flight to Faial in the early afternoon (originally scheduled for the morning, but the times changed)—visit to Horta; September 6: boat to São Jorge around 9:00 AM; September 6–11: São Jorge; September 11: boat to Pico at 11:15 AM; September 11–16: Pico; September 16: flight to Paris via Lisbon from Pico around 10:30 AM.
We had to juggle a bit to optimize the prices of our flight tickets from Paris and the inter-island travel.
I love islands. So it’s no surprise that the Azores have been catching my eye for a few years now. The first time I suggested them to my dear partner back in 2021, he preferred the Lofoten Islands—an excellent choice, as it turned out, since we got to visit with hardly any crowds. But for various reasons, the opportunity didn’t come up again in the following years. Until last year, that is. But by then, we’d left it too late—too late for the Azores, I mean—and the accommodation options on Flores and São Jorge were extremely limited. We decided to skip it without even looking at car rentals. So this year, we booked our flights, lodging, and cars *way* in advance (between December of last year and early this year).
The Azores consist of nine islands, so you have to make choices. I quickly ruled out São Miguel, which deserves a week all to itself: from what I’d read on various blogs, some travelers seemed disappointed after visiting the other islands, even feeling it lacked the Azores’ unique charm. True or not, that was reason enough to skip it.
In the end, we wanted to go to Flores for its lush nature (and because it’s reputed to be the most breathtaking), São Jorge for its rural/nature vibe, and Terceira for its cultural side and *impérios* (more on that later). With the time we had, we could add another island without rushing. We like to take our time and wander a bit—whether it’s a viewpoint or a hike, we always spend longer than *everyone* else. Pico won out over Faial thanks to its wine culture. And of course, there’s Corvo, which is usually visited as a day trip from Flores. I thought it’d be nice to spend the night there to experience the atmosphere once most tourists had left. I hesitated between one or two nights but ultimately went with two (so we wouldn’t be rushed by the boat schedule). It was an excellent decision.
Here’s how it all panned out:
August 25: departure for Terceira via Lisbon at 7:40 AM; August 25–29: Terceira; August 29: flight to Corvo. It was supposed to take half a day, and we were meant to arrive in the early afternoon, but between schedule changes and delays, it ended up taking almost the whole day; August 29–31: Corvo; August 31: boat to Flores around 8:30 AM; August 31–September 5: Flores; September 5: flight to Faial in the early afternoon (originally scheduled for the morning, but the times changed)—visit to Horta; September 6: boat to São Jorge around 9:00 AM; September 6–11: São Jorge; September 11: boat to Pico at 11:15 AM; September 11–16: Pico; September 16: flight to Paris via Lisbon from Pico around 10:30 AM.
We had to juggle a bit to optimize the prices of our flight tickets from Paris and the inter-island travel.
Hi there,
I'm urgently planning a trip to Tunisia in November, backpacker-style (no agency, no guide or taxi, public transport, youth hostels or small hotels, local restaurants). I'm not interested in the beach, and I like to take my time at archaeological sites and museums (twice as long as the average visitor). I'm aiming for about two weeks, give or take.
First, I'm trying to roughly outline a route/schedule so I can book my flight as soon as possible (no desert in the south this time—I went there years ago and want to stay independent). I’ve sketched out the following itinerary, knowing that apparently, there are quite a few towns without budget-friendly hotels (even on Airbnb), which means I’ll be staying longer where they’re available. Three questions: 1. Does this seem reasonable overall (time spent in each city)? 2. Should I add other cities, maybe in the northwest? 3. For hotels, in November, is it better to scout options on booking sites first, then book on the spot for cheaper rates (no site commission + possible negotiation)? Also, are hotels not listed online and found randomly on-site much cheaper?
ROUGH ITINERARY (order to be confirmed)
TUNIS 5 days (cheap accommodations: 13 or 19 €) 2 days: Medina, souks, Bardo Museum, Royal Mausoleum of Tourbet El Bey, Zitouna Mosque (exterior) 1 day: Sidi Bou Said 1 day: Carthage 1 day: A-R Dougga (bus to Tebersouk 2h + taxi) – pack a picnic + option: hike to Zaghouan (750m+, 10km round trip) – worth it? Doable alone?
KAIROUAN 2 days (very expensive room: 40-50 €!) Great Mosque, Medina, Three Doors Mosque, medieval cemetery, Sidi Sahbi Mosque...
SOUSSE 3 days (room 15 €) 2 days: Medina, archaeological museum, Port El Kantaoui, the Ribat (fortress), Contemporary Art Museum Dar Am Taïeb, Dar Essid (17th-century traditional house) 1 day: A-R El Jem (60km away) + option: 1 day A-R Monastir? Worth it? + option: 1 day A-R Mahdia (or 2 days sleeping there)?
OPTIONS -> Gabes to mix things up? But is it easy to find cheap lodging and get around/visit alone? -> Other sights or stops to sleep: Sfax, El Kef, others? -> Kerkenna Islands (easy accommodation?)
Thanks for your thoughts and opinions on these options. Once I’ve adjusted the duration, I’ll book my tickets for early November! (By the way, do you think I should arrive and depart from two different airports?)
I'm urgently planning a trip to Tunisia in November, backpacker-style (no agency, no guide or taxi, public transport, youth hostels or small hotels, local restaurants). I'm not interested in the beach, and I like to take my time at archaeological sites and museums (twice as long as the average visitor). I'm aiming for about two weeks, give or take.
First, I'm trying to roughly outline a route/schedule so I can book my flight as soon as possible (no desert in the south this time—I went there years ago and want to stay independent). I’ve sketched out the following itinerary, knowing that apparently, there are quite a few towns without budget-friendly hotels (even on Airbnb), which means I’ll be staying longer where they’re available. Three questions: 1. Does this seem reasonable overall (time spent in each city)? 2. Should I add other cities, maybe in the northwest? 3. For hotels, in November, is it better to scout options on booking sites first, then book on the spot for cheaper rates (no site commission + possible negotiation)? Also, are hotels not listed online and found randomly on-site much cheaper?
ROUGH ITINERARY (order to be confirmed)
TUNIS 5 days (cheap accommodations: 13 or 19 €) 2 days: Medina, souks, Bardo Museum, Royal Mausoleum of Tourbet El Bey, Zitouna Mosque (exterior) 1 day: Sidi Bou Said 1 day: Carthage 1 day: A-R Dougga (bus to Tebersouk 2h + taxi) – pack a picnic + option: hike to Zaghouan (750m+, 10km round trip) – worth it? Doable alone?
KAIROUAN 2 days (very expensive room: 40-50 €!) Great Mosque, Medina, Three Doors Mosque, medieval cemetery, Sidi Sahbi Mosque...
SOUSSE 3 days (room 15 €) 2 days: Medina, archaeological museum, Port El Kantaoui, the Ribat (fortress), Contemporary Art Museum Dar Am Taïeb, Dar Essid (17th-century traditional house) 1 day: A-R El Jem (60km away) + option: 1 day A-R Monastir? Worth it? + option: 1 day A-R Mahdia (or 2 days sleeping there)?
OPTIONS -> Gabes to mix things up? But is it easy to find cheap lodging and get around/visit alone? -> Other sights or stops to sleep: Sfax, El Kef, others? -> Kerkenna Islands (easy accommodation?)
Thanks for your thoughts and opinions on these options. Once I’ve adjusted the duration, I’ll book my tickets for early November! (By the way, do you think I should arrive and depart from two different airports?)
Hi everyone,
I know there are some *reaaaal* Morocco experts here, so I’m giving it a shot.
Early June, we’re heading back to the country for the third time for a little week-long trip.
We’ll arrive and depart from Essaouira, where we’ll rent a car to drive south down to roughly Sidi Ifni.
The plan is to make short stops of 2-3 hours max, a mix of coastal spots and a bit inland.
We’re looking for natural, quiet places that feel untouched.
We loved Taghazout years ago and Larache two years back—just to give you an idea of our vibe.
What spots would you recommend along this route?
I’m tempted by Paradise Valley but worried it’ll be as crowded as Agadir. What do you think?
Any other valleys in the area worth the detour?
Thanks, and have a great weekend! 😊
Hi there,
I’m heading to Nepal very soon to do the Three Passes Trek, among other things. Could anyone tell me what the average daily budget is for this trek? From what I’ve heard, this area seems more expensive than others.
Thanks in advance for your replies! :)
I’m heading to Nepal very soon to do the Three Passes Trek, among other things. Could anyone tell me what the average daily budget is for this trek? From what I’ve heard, this area seems more expensive than others.
Thanks in advance for your replies! :)
Come along, I'm taking you to this country where it's so nice to wander and slow down...This trip was in 2023, but when I wanted to write my travel journal, VF was still closed to contributions... So, now that I've just finished my Japan travel journal here, I figured it was high time to honor this destination we came back from so enchanted. Disclaimer 1: This is a written travel journal. There’ll be text! Too much, for some! Disclaimer 2: This is an illustrated travel journal. There’ll be photos! Too many, for some!
I have to say, every time I try to discipline myself, to keep it shorter, to include fewer photos... I end up adding more. It feels like my dear Aunt Nicole, who exhausted us with her slide-show evenings in the 70s/80s, decided to take her revenge. The upside for you, readers, is that you can slip away anytime without offending Aunt Nicole. I won’t even notice!
Anyway, since I love maps, here’s one to give you an idea of where I’m taking you. As you can see, we only saw a tiny part of Laos (the areas circled in red); we only had 3 weeks for ourselves (my husband’s newly retired, I still work), and we prefer taking our time over rushing around like crazy.
In broad strokes, it was very classic:
First, we “settled in” at Luang Prabang (8 days), because we wanted and needed to. From there, we took three days to venture a little further north—not far in kilometers, but as we know, distances aren’t just about km! Then we flew south to Paksé, letting ourselves drift down to the 4,000 Islands while stopping by the pre-Angkorian archaeological sites. We wrapped up with the Bolaven Plateau.
A few practical notes: We arrived via Bangkok, then took a Bangkok-Luang Prabang flight, having picked up our luggage in Bangkok to check it in for Luang Prabang. No issues—the Bangkok airport, which many of you know, is very well organized. We got our visas on arrival in Luang Prabang. Quick, but to be fair, we were on a “small” plane, and the big flights had arrived earlier, so we weren’t too crowded in line! At the end of our trip, we didn’t fly out of Paksé but from the nearby airport in Thailand, Ubon Ratchathani (a 2.5-hour drive from Paksé), then Bangkok and Paris. You’ll notice we skipped Vientiane to stay longer in Luang Prabang. That said, there’s now a high-speed train between Vientiane and Luang Prabang—good to know—and soon the (Chinese) train will go all the way to Bangkok and even Kuala Lumpur!
With that intro out of the way, let’s dive into the heart of the matter. To be continued: Slowing down the pace... in Luang Prabang
