It all started last December, after another price alert from Gilou for United/Lufthansa flights at 250 € from Paris to San Francisco. Meanwhile, I was planning to spend a week alone with our three kids (Maxime, 14, Rachel, 12, and Timéo, 8) somewhere in France for the February break.
But this time, Gilou really outdid himself—way too tempting! 😮 His great tip worked for both the February and Easter breaks. I know April is the ideal month, especially if you love hiking! But for family reasons, only February would work for us.
Isn’t February a month to avoid for the Southwest? To keep our summer trip budget intact, I was thinking of camping as much as possible. After checking weather sites for temperature histories in key spots (Furnace Creek, Saint George, Page, Sedona), nighttime temps over the past two years ranged from +5 to -2°C. So, it seemed doable...
I started discussing (aka negotiating, even begging) with my better half. The kids caught on fast that there was a chance we’d go, and they were thrilled! She finally gave her consent to make the kids happy 😎. I quickly checked that our ESTAs were still valid, and 48 hours later, I had the tickets in hand 😎😎. But five days later, Laetitia changed her mind—her "Yes" turned back into a "No." No way were we going without her to her favorite country!!
Damn it 🤪! I had to tell her I’d already bought the four tickets (without bringing it up again, of course—a "Yes" is a "Yes," right?). And since the tickets were non-refundable, there was no going back... Apparently, with women, some "Yeses" mean *really* yes, but others mean, "I said yes in principle, but I wasn’t actually on board—and I never thought you’d have the nerve to buy the tickets without telling me!!" I had no idea 🤪!
Us guys? We’re way more straightforward—binary, even monetary... Yes means yes! And no can mean yes too 😏!! Anyway, in a lovely family atmosphere, I opened a thread to start planning and thanked Trois14 and Bluemesa for their help. On Trois14’s advice, I booked 5 nights in motels around St. George-Page at super tempting rates—around $35-40 a night...
On that note, Christmas cost me an arm and a leg... Gotta try to make up for it 😛!
Here’s the theoretical itinerary:
Death Valley (2 days)
Valley of Fire
The White Dome (hike up and down via Squirrel Canyon)
4 nights in the Kanab-Page area
Sedona (2 days)
Route 66
Alabama Hills / Trona Pinnacles
Drive back to SFO via Highway 1
That’s the plan, at least...
In reality, it turned into a whole different story. I learned that in February, you’ve got to be flexible—*very* flexible sometimes—to dodge the weather. Halfway through, a cold snap made our second week (planned 100% camping) impossible, completely upending the itinerary.
So, a huge thanks to PapJ59, Noyellebis, and especially Caribou44 and Simonic. 🙂 A thousand thanks for your quick responses, availability, and sound advice, which let us have an original and unforgettable second week—Organ Pipe Cactus NM, Yuma, Salvation Mountain, Anza Borrego SP, a palm grove in Joshua Tree, then back to SFO!! Without you, we’d have been miserable on the spot, but instead... 😇
A big shout-out to Thibaut and his famous blog (rightfully praised on VF—it’s one of the few that details Organ Pipe), to travel journal writers for inspiration in general, and to those who helped me prep or during the trip (journals by Pong, Hiacinthe, Zitounet, and Laetitia).
Now, for the story...
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It’s been a month and a half since our family returned from Cape Verde, and I’ve finally found the time to write this travel journal about this beautiful yet little-known destination.
Cape Verde is a small volcanic archipelago made up of ten isolated islands in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean. At the crossroads of maritime routes between three continents—Africa, the Americas, and Europe—its name is tied to the history of slavery.
But today, this little piece of Africa with Creole influences has a lot to offer travelers craving a change of scenery and adventures off the beaten path.
We visited three of these ten lovely islands rising from the ocean: Maio, the wild and authentic island; Fogo, the volcanic one; and Santiago, the cosmopolitan hub.
MAIO: THE SMALL, WILD, AND AUTHENTIC ISLAND
To travel between the neighboring islands of Santiago, where we landed from France, and Maio, the first stop on our trip, there are two options: plane or boat. To avoid the risk of the boat being canceled due to rough seas—and to save time—we chose to fly. The flight takes just fifteen minutes, while the boat ride lasts three hours. Since our stay was only fifteen days, saving that half-day was a big deal.
The colorful houses of Vila de MaioOur first day on the island didn’t let us see the sun. It’s mid-August, the very start of the rainy season—which should really be called the cloudy season. This “rainy” period has nothing to do with what happens in other parts of the world, like Southeast Asia, where the monsoon can be devastating. Here, locals hadn’t seen a drop of rain in nearly a year, and for them, it’s a tragedy. That’s why the ground is so dry and the vegetation so sparse.
As a result, fruits and vegetables are scarce, and livestock are suffering so much that some farmers are forced to cull their herds. Ironically, back in France, we’d just come out of a miserable winter with nearly five months of nonstop gray skies and frequent rain, especially in some regions. Is our climate out of whack?...
The beach bordering the village of Vila de MaioWe stayed a week on Maio. We were lodged at Stella Maris Village, a small residence at the edge of Vila. A shared pool, perched on a small cliff, overlooks the deep blue sea.
Sunset at Stella Maris VillageThe cliff isn’t very high, but it offers a nice view of the surroundings.
From the residence, it’s just a ten-minute walk through the village to reach the beach.
> The beach and the fishermen
We didn’t choose Maio just for its calm, wild, and authentic vibe. It was also so Victor and Arthur, our two sons, could earn their Level 1 scuba certification in Cape Verde’s beautiful waters, known for their abundant marine life but still relatively untouched by divers—for now...
On the first day, we met Bernard, who runs AAA Maio Plongée, to plan the five dives needed for their certification.
The dive sites are accessible by boat, but to reach it, you have to cross the surf. The waves vary in strength, and while they were gentle for our first snorkeling trip, getting past them with scuba tanks on our backs was a bit more of a workout for the later dives.
Snorkeling trip: this time, the waves were gentle...
The week of diving with Bernard went perfectly, in Cape Verde’s surprisingly fish-rich waters. On the morning of the last dive, while checking the sea to cross the surf safely, we even spotted a pod of dolphins swimming across the bay in the distance. Always a magical moment...
In a week, the beach at Vila, where the dive club is located, was the liveliest spot we saw on the whole island. All day long, fishing boats returned loaded with fish of all sizes.
Return from fishingHere, fishermen have a strong sense of solidarity because they can’t pull their boats out of the water alone, especially when the waves are rough.
So, all day long, whenever a boat comes in, the fishermen on the beach rush to help drag it ashore and secure it higher up on the sand, away from the sea.
The sight of these colorful fishing boats on the beach is something we saw everywhere in Cape Verde.
Sometimes, the fishermen bring back impressive catches. Instead of carrying the fish by hand to a proper spot, they clean them right on the beach.
Sailfish
But every evening during our stay, this beach also hosted Maio’s annual soccer tournament. Residents from villages across the island gathered here at the end of the day to compete, including a few women’s teams.
Players were cheered on by hundreds of spectators—which is a lot for a small island with barely 8,000 inhabitants.
The beach doubled as a stadium: sand replaced grass, and the fishermen’s colorful boats served as seats and bleachers. The celebration had a laid-back vibe, with loudspeakers blasting music and the smell of grilled fish in the air.
Meanwhile, kids splashed around in the sea, which could sometimes be dangerous. The waves could be strong, but the currents were the real concern.
I'm about to leave for Tulum, and unlike many who worry about which amusement park they can visit, I'm doing in-depth research on the place I'm going to. And this time, the more I look, the scarier it gets. Numerous articles, mostly in English (with a few rare ones in French like this one: https://parismatch.be/actualites/environnement/114152/la-pollution-la-face-cachee-de-tulum), show that Tulum, behind the postcard image, is an extremely polluted area because it developed very quickly without putting in place the infrastructure to handle human waste.
Two key points:
- 80% of the hotels, which are multiplying in Tulum, dump their wastewater directly into nature (the sea and the ground)! We know that Tulum's subsoil is like Swiss cheese, with water circulating in an interconnected way. Fecal pollution is everywhere, as is chemical pollution from everyday products. You're swimming in sewage in the sea and in the cenotes, which are all interconnected. The water in your shower is polluted with fecal matter. The water used for cooking is too.
- Trash is dumped in the jungle 10 km from Tulum. A massive landfill there grows every day.
Greenwashing is intense there, even more so than elsewhere. And the hipsters lounge around on Instagram without a care about where their... well, you know, goes. I contacted about ten hotels, explicitly asking which wastewater treatment plant their sewage goes to and how they recycle their waste. I got no response, except for one very arrogant one, explaining that this isn't the developed world and that waste isn't viewed the same way here. The manager, who has the look of a mobster, claimed not to know where his wastewater and waste go and advised me to look elsewhere. I don't think I'll be giving my money to this place or risking my health just to say "I went there too."
Two key points:
- 80% of the hotels, which are multiplying in Tulum, dump their wastewater directly into nature (the sea and the ground)! We know that Tulum's subsoil is like Swiss cheese, with water circulating in an interconnected way. Fecal pollution is everywhere, as is chemical pollution from everyday products. You're swimming in sewage in the sea and in the cenotes, which are all interconnected. The water in your shower is polluted with fecal matter. The water used for cooking is too.
- Trash is dumped in the jungle 10 km from Tulum. A massive landfill there grows every day.
Greenwashing is intense there, even more so than elsewhere. And the hipsters lounge around on Instagram without a care about where their... well, you know, goes. I contacted about ten hotels, explicitly asking which wastewater treatment plant their sewage goes to and how they recycle their waste. I got no response, except for one very arrogant one, explaining that this isn't the developed world and that waste isn't viewed the same way here. The manager, who has the look of a mobster, claimed not to know where his wastewater and waste go and advised me to look elsewhere. I don't think I'll be giving my money to this place or risking my health just to say "I went there too."
For a few years now, it’s become obvious that the typical tourist in Thailand is increasingly "mimile"—I see it every day.
The issue is that Thais know how to adapt and are offering more and more things that appeal to this kind of crowd. That’s why we’re seeing more and more pizzerias and burger joints... Even hotels are proudly displaying up to 5 stars for places that barely deserve 3 by European standards, and this "working-class" crowd is over the moon, totally buying into it!
In short, travelers looking to discover other civilizations and cultures might end up pretty disappointed.
I’ve never done a travel journal on VF before... so I’m giving it a go this year 😉. Just to share a bit of my 3-week trip around the West.
Since I couldn’t find anyone to share the trip with this year, I decided to go solo for 3 weeks at the last minute. So, it wasn’t a super organized or original trip—flight tickets booked last-minute, a loosely planned itinerary—but it was a choice I made.
I wanted to book zero hotels and just drive wherever I felt like. No set hikes or specific goals. Just a classic route through places I already knew for the most part, taking the time to soak in the landscapes. So, don’t expect a story about epic hikes leading to caves or hidden arches in unusual spots. It was more like a return to the roots of my first trip, with one twist: I wanted to explore some areas by mountain bike. Just to see things a little differently.
First up, instead of photos, I’ll share a little time-lapse I made during the trip.
Thursday, October 31: Left Nice early in the morning for Phoenix via London.
The trip was a bit long because I had to wait 5.5 hours in London. My flight ticket was booked kinda late, so I didn’t have much choice.
And then it hit me—when you’re prepping for a trip, you always think you’ll forget something. It was in London that I realized I’d left my driver’s license on my living room shelf. I searched everywhere, but nope, I didn’t bring it.🤪
Luckily, I had an international permit, but the rental contract clearly stated that both licenses had to be presented.
I called a friend to ask her to overnight it to my first hotel, crossing my fingers that the mail wouldn’t take two weeks to arrive.
The flight with British Airways went pretty well. Comfortable enough to watch two movies, eat, take a little nap, and boom—I was in Phoenix.
Around 8 PM local time, I got to the Alamo car rental agency, and surprise—they didn’t care about my license at all. They glanced at the international permit, told me to bring the other one when I got it (basically, they didn’t give a damn), and handed me my car! Woohoo! 😛
I headed to my hotel (the only one I’d booked for my first night), explained to the front desk that my license should arrive by mail so they’d be in the loop, and crashed for a well-deserved first night in the U.S.
Friday, November 1 (And yes! It was a holiday in France, which would complicate my mail situation later.)
I woke up super early with my first goal: find a decent mountain bike at a good price but sturdy enough to handle some national park trails.
As I mentioned earlier, I decided to switch things up this year and explore some mountain bike trails—or just ride whenever I got the chance 😉.
I checked two Walmarts before finally finding a solid bike for under $150. Some might wonder why I bought one—well, the reason’s simple. Renting a bike costs between $40 and $70 a day. My trip lasted 22 days. QED (that’s "quod erat demonstrandum" for those who didn’t get it).
I bought the bike, which fit in my Jeep Compass by folding down the back seats (not super convenient, but it worked).
Off I went on my first adventures.
I decided to head to Apache Junction.
First stop: the Apache Trail at Goldfield Ghost Town. Pretty cute, though super touristy. Some classic Western decor, a little chapel overlooking everything, a museum, a mine, a small Disneyland-style train, souvenir shops, and places to grab a snack. Nothing mind-blowing, but still a fun little visit—especially if you’ve got kids.
I got lucky and explored the ghost town with two school buses—about a hundred excited kids. Total chaos for a ghost town, but hilarious to watch from a distance 😎.
A little further down the Apache Trail, there’s Lost Dutchman State Park. I didn’t linger too long because my goal was to reach the lakes, and after my Walmart adventure and some driving, it was already almost 1 PM. I munched on a bag of chips and hit the road (lots of 20–25 mph speed limits).
I spotted N 1st Water Road along the way, planning to come back in a few days.
My plan to get to the lakes ASAP got derailed when I found a parking lot with a horse trail right in the middle of the saguaros.
I asked a ranger in the lot if I could ride the trail on my mountain bike. He said it’d probably be tough but gave me the green light.
Off I went in my padded shorts and helmet. First bike ride through the cacti with my trusty travel companion (my bike, obviously).
I started off super excited on what seemed like an easy trail, but I quickly realized horse trails don’t account for some key biking challenges 😎—like climbing rocks isn’t exactly a breeze on a mountain bike 😛. No biggie, I carried the bike a few times but got to see my first saguaros up close! A pretty cool way to explore—I don’t regret buying the bike at all!
I got back on the road after drinking 1.5 liters of water (even in November, the sun’s no joke) and headed toward Canyon Lake. With vibes like Lake Powell, I was blown away by the scenery and decided to hang out a bit—just to "soak it in" and enjoy the quiet to end my day. I didn’t see more of the Apache Trail because night falls fast, and for my first day, I figured that was plenty.
I’d decided not to stress about seeing everything at all costs since I’ve traveled a lot in the U.S. and plan to keep coming back. Whatever I missed, I’d catch next time—but I wanted to fully enjoy a few landscapes.
I drove back to Phoenix, grabbed a good burger, and spent the evening in my hotel room planning the next day. Originally, I was only supposed to stay one night in Phoenix, but with my license still MIA, I changed my plans. In the end, I was solo, no reservations anywhere, so I’d just take it day by day!
Saturday, November 2:
I decided to wake up early and head to Tucson for the day. The drive from Phoenix was pretty easy. About 2 hours later, I was at the entrance of Saguaro National Park.
And guess what? There was a little trail perfect for mountain biking. I parked my Jeep at the park entrance and hopped on my bike. I ended up biking the whole park from start to finish—about 20 kilometers, with a paved main road and a gorgeous central trail right through the saguaros! Stunning!
Even being careful, I still got a few cactus spines in my left arm from brushing too close (it stings!). Not easy to remove, so I’d advise anyone with the same idea to be more careful than I was. You’ll figure it out fast! 😉
I spent most of the day in this amazing park—it’s totally worth the detour. It feels like hundreds of chimneys all lined up at equal distances. A unique landscape you’ve gotta see.
Next, I headed to Tucson to check out the airplane boneyard. I’d seen it in a movie years ago and always wanted to see it for myself. Mission accomplished! It was pretty intense, but unfortunately, it didn’t seem possible to get to the most interesting plane alignments. There’s a museum with different types of planes and a guided tour. I settled for peeking through the fences at the planes guarded by military patrols.
I left around 6 PM and got back to Phoenix around 7:30–8 PM, super happy with my day of biking through the cacti!
Sunday, November 3:
Morning by the pool, lounging around—pure bliss. Around 11 AM, I headed to the Premium Outlets. Feeling pretty pleased with myself, I bought 5 pairs of Levi’s for the price of one in France. Just for that, I knew coming to the U.S. was worth it! After that, nothing super exciting—except a cotton field south of Phoenix that I couldn’t stop admiring for a good hour.
I drove around the city—pretty dead on a Sunday—and headed back to the Apache Trail to tackle N 1st Water Road, which I’d spotted two days earlier. A really fun trail to bike if you’ve got a mountain bike 😉. It gives access to several hikes and offers some great scenery. Highly recommend it.
Since I couldn’t find anyone to share the trip with this year, I decided to go solo for 3 weeks at the last minute. So, it wasn’t a super organized or original trip—flight tickets booked last-minute, a loosely planned itinerary—but it was a choice I made.
I wanted to book zero hotels and just drive wherever I felt like. No set hikes or specific goals. Just a classic route through places I already knew for the most part, taking the time to soak in the landscapes. So, don’t expect a story about epic hikes leading to caves or hidden arches in unusual spots. It was more like a return to the roots of my first trip, with one twist: I wanted to explore some areas by mountain bike. Just to see things a little differently.
First up, instead of photos, I’ll share a little time-lapse I made during the trip.
Thursday, October 31: Left Nice early in the morning for Phoenix via London.
The trip was a bit long because I had to wait 5.5 hours in London. My flight ticket was booked kinda late, so I didn’t have much choice.
And then it hit me—when you’re prepping for a trip, you always think you’ll forget something. It was in London that I realized I’d left my driver’s license on my living room shelf. I searched everywhere, but nope, I didn’t bring it.🤪
Luckily, I had an international permit, but the rental contract clearly stated that both licenses had to be presented.
I called a friend to ask her to overnight it to my first hotel, crossing my fingers that the mail wouldn’t take two weeks to arrive.
The flight with British Airways went pretty well. Comfortable enough to watch two movies, eat, take a little nap, and boom—I was in Phoenix.
Around 8 PM local time, I got to the Alamo car rental agency, and surprise—they didn’t care about my license at all. They glanced at the international permit, told me to bring the other one when I got it (basically, they didn’t give a damn), and handed me my car! Woohoo! 😛
I headed to my hotel (the only one I’d booked for my first night), explained to the front desk that my license should arrive by mail so they’d be in the loop, and crashed for a well-deserved first night in the U.S.
Friday, November 1 (And yes! It was a holiday in France, which would complicate my mail situation later.)
I woke up super early with my first goal: find a decent mountain bike at a good price but sturdy enough to handle some national park trails.
As I mentioned earlier, I decided to switch things up this year and explore some mountain bike trails—or just ride whenever I got the chance 😉.
I checked two Walmarts before finally finding a solid bike for under $150. Some might wonder why I bought one—well, the reason’s simple. Renting a bike costs between $40 and $70 a day. My trip lasted 22 days. QED (that’s "quod erat demonstrandum" for those who didn’t get it).
I bought the bike, which fit in my Jeep Compass by folding down the back seats (not super convenient, but it worked).
Off I went on my first adventures.
I decided to head to Apache Junction.
First stop: the Apache Trail at Goldfield Ghost Town. Pretty cute, though super touristy. Some classic Western decor, a little chapel overlooking everything, a museum, a mine, a small Disneyland-style train, souvenir shops, and places to grab a snack. Nothing mind-blowing, but still a fun little visit—especially if you’ve got kids.
I got lucky and explored the ghost town with two school buses—about a hundred excited kids. Total chaos for a ghost town, but hilarious to watch from a distance 😎.
A little further down the Apache Trail, there’s Lost Dutchman State Park. I didn’t linger too long because my goal was to reach the lakes, and after my Walmart adventure and some driving, it was already almost 1 PM. I munched on a bag of chips and hit the road (lots of 20–25 mph speed limits).
I spotted N 1st Water Road along the way, planning to come back in a few days.
My plan to get to the lakes ASAP got derailed when I found a parking lot with a horse trail right in the middle of the saguaros.
I asked a ranger in the lot if I could ride the trail on my mountain bike. He said it’d probably be tough but gave me the green light.
Off I went in my padded shorts and helmet. First bike ride through the cacti with my trusty travel companion (my bike, obviously).
I started off super excited on what seemed like an easy trail, but I quickly realized horse trails don’t account for some key biking challenges 😎—like climbing rocks isn’t exactly a breeze on a mountain bike 😛. No biggie, I carried the bike a few times but got to see my first saguaros up close! A pretty cool way to explore—I don’t regret buying the bike at all!
I got back on the road after drinking 1.5 liters of water (even in November, the sun’s no joke) and headed toward Canyon Lake. With vibes like Lake Powell, I was blown away by the scenery and decided to hang out a bit—just to "soak it in" and enjoy the quiet to end my day. I didn’t see more of the Apache Trail because night falls fast, and for my first day, I figured that was plenty.
I’d decided not to stress about seeing everything at all costs since I’ve traveled a lot in the U.S. and plan to keep coming back. Whatever I missed, I’d catch next time—but I wanted to fully enjoy a few landscapes.
I drove back to Phoenix, grabbed a good burger, and spent the evening in my hotel room planning the next day. Originally, I was only supposed to stay one night in Phoenix, but with my license still MIA, I changed my plans. In the end, I was solo, no reservations anywhere, so I’d just take it day by day!
Saturday, November 2:
I decided to wake up early and head to Tucson for the day. The drive from Phoenix was pretty easy. About 2 hours later, I was at the entrance of Saguaro National Park.
And guess what? There was a little trail perfect for mountain biking. I parked my Jeep at the park entrance and hopped on my bike. I ended up biking the whole park from start to finish—about 20 kilometers, with a paved main road and a gorgeous central trail right through the saguaros! Stunning!
Even being careful, I still got a few cactus spines in my left arm from brushing too close (it stings!). Not easy to remove, so I’d advise anyone with the same idea to be more careful than I was. You’ll figure it out fast! 😉
I spent most of the day in this amazing park—it’s totally worth the detour. It feels like hundreds of chimneys all lined up at equal distances. A unique landscape you’ve gotta see.
Next, I headed to Tucson to check out the airplane boneyard. I’d seen it in a movie years ago and always wanted to see it for myself. Mission accomplished! It was pretty intense, but unfortunately, it didn’t seem possible to get to the most interesting plane alignments. There’s a museum with different types of planes and a guided tour. I settled for peeking through the fences at the planes guarded by military patrols.
I left around 6 PM and got back to Phoenix around 7:30–8 PM, super happy with my day of biking through the cacti!
Sunday, November 3:
Morning by the pool, lounging around—pure bliss. Around 11 AM, I headed to the Premium Outlets. Feeling pretty pleased with myself, I bought 5 pairs of Levi’s for the price of one in France. Just for that, I knew coming to the U.S. was worth it! After that, nothing super exciting—except a cotton field south of Phoenix that I couldn’t stop admiring for a good hour.
I drove around the city—pretty dead on a Sunday—and headed back to the Apache Trail to tackle N 1st Water Road, which I’d spotted two days earlier. A really fun trail to bike if you’ve got a mountain bike 😉. It gives access to several hikes and offers some great scenery. Highly recommend it.
As soon as I return to France, I catch myself thinking, "it’s better elsewhere."
Wherever we’ve been, I feel this lightness of living—less restriction, less pressure, less sadness—and I start dreaming of somewhere else, of living somewhere else, a simpler life, more authentic, with colors everywhere: markets, clothes, homes...!!! Meeting kindred spirits, genuine people, gentle and kind, and letting go of all this modernism, this technological rat race, the indifference toward others, the confinement, the racism against the elderly in France, against the poor, the weak, the beautiful... fleeing the news, politics, jealousy, meanness, stupidity, greed... And in my moments of clarity, I tell myself that every country, every city has its pros and cons, and that maybe the best of all worlds isn’t down here. But I also remind myself that you have to know how to COME BACK in order to LEAVE again... yet still...!!! IS IT REALLY BETTER ELSEWHERE?😏😏😏
Visiting the islands of the South Pacific is a dream we’re trying to make come true, so we’re doing our research to make sure we don’t miss out.
We’ve been dreaming of visiting French Polynesia for a long time, but now that we might finally be able to go, we’re torn between a cruise or a traditional stay.
Our plan is to visit Tahiti, Moorea, Bora Bora, Huahine... and we’re also considering the Tuamotu Islands.
For us, the priority is to explore the islands properly, not so much to enjoy life on a boat—we do cruises closer to home for that. But sailing through those lagoons must be an extraordinary experience too.
I’m reaching out to get your help in weighing the pros and cons of each option.
I’d love to hear from travelers who’ve done this trip.
How many nights would you recommend staying on each island?
And so on...
Thanks in advance for your input!
We’ve been dreaming of visiting French Polynesia for a long time, but now that we might finally be able to go, we’re torn between a cruise or a traditional stay.
Our plan is to visit Tahiti, Moorea, Bora Bora, Huahine... and we’re also considering the Tuamotu Islands.
For us, the priority is to explore the islands properly, not so much to enjoy life on a boat—we do cruises closer to home for that. But sailing through those lagoons must be an extraordinary experience too.
I’m reaching out to get your help in weighing the pros and cons of each option.
I’d love to hear from travelers who’ve done this trip.
How many nights would you recommend staying on each island?
And so on...
Thanks in advance for your input!
Why bike (MTB) along the canal between the Two Seas: the lateral canal of the Garonne from Bordeaux to Toulouse, and the Midi Canal from Toulouse to the Mediterranean?
This canal was created to connect the Mediterranean to the Atlantic without going around Spain, and along its entire length, there’s an old towpath (used to pull barges). Since this path is closed to traffic (except for service vehicles from Voies Navigables de France), no cars drive on it—it’s dangerous, noisy, and polluting. The Canal between the Two Seas was built for transporting goods, so it passes through many towns you can explore without dealing with traffic. You can stock up on supplies or spend the night. You’ll discover the varied landscapes of the countryside, always in the serenity brought by the calm and slow flow of the canal’s water. Most of the time, you’ll be in the shade of trees planted to stabilize the banks with their roots. All you have to do is follow this blue—or rather green—ribbon without needing to consult a map. But the biggest advantage is that it’s flat! Of course, on the Canal du Midi, water flows from the watershed divide at Naurouze eastward to the Mediterranean and westward to Toulouse. On the lateral canal of the Garonne, water flows toward Bordeaux. But this slope is almost imperceptible, which is a huge plus when you want to travel by bike for several days with luggage.
When I say "bike," I really mean MTB because, while the towpath has been replaced in some places by a paved bike path, it mostly resembles a dirt trail—sometimes smooth, sometimes rocky, and often cluttered with roots from the magnificent trees lining it. Since the canal was classified as a UNESCO World Heritage site, improvements have been underway, but it won’t be tomorrow that you’ll be able to ride from Bordeaux to Sète on a road bike. And I’m afraid the first sections of the path will be worn out before the rest is finished. You might even run into construction work for this bike path. That’s what happened to me during the spring of 2007.
Sunday, 03/11 – Valence d'Agen 08:15 to Toulouse (Rangueil) 16:30 97 km in 8h15 (6h on the bike) I started on the recently paved path along the lateral canal of the Garonne. The first locks appeared, and as I approached Moissac, the path turned into a billiard table until Castelsarrasin. After the Cousteau port, I was back on the classic dirt towpath with its rocks, roots, and nutria holes. But not for long—soon, I hit ruts left by backhoes and bulldozers, which, fortunately, were resting for the Sunday. A pile of rubble taller than me blocked the entire width of the path. I didn’t want to turn back to find the previous bridge and ride on the other bank, which was just as impassable (dense grass). It wasn’t easy to carry a bike with full panniers, so I lifted it over several mounds. I kept going, sometimes on foot, unsure how far the construction extended. Another bulldozer—luckily, the ground was dry. The work went all the way to Montech, making the path impassable. I recommend taking the N113, which runs parallel (that’s what I did on the way back). In Montech, the famous water slope was at rest, waiting for tourists. For many kilometers, I was back on the traditional towpath. The closer I got to Toulouse, the better the surface became, and the more cyclists and pedestrians I saw—until the city center, where there was nonstop bike traffic, especially students heading to Rangueil.
Monday, 03/12 – Rangueil 09:10 to Revel 16:30 86 km in 7h20 (5h30 on the bike) As soon as you reach Toulouse, you make a 90° turn to follow the connection between the lateral canal and the Canal du Midi. Heading east, you pass the barge selling the famous Toulouse violet souvenirs. A real bike path has been built for 50 km to Port Lauragais. It’s a true joy for Toulousains and travelers. Restrooms have been installed or shared with highway rest areas, allowing you to refill water (of course, bikes are banned from ASF rest areas, but cleverly placed racks let you secure your bike and walk in). At Port Lauragais, it’s another rest area shared by highway users, cyclists, and boaters. You’ll find a cafeteria, restaurant, hotel, and a shop selling regional souvenirs. But the real pleasure is reaching the watershed divide at Naurouze, where water flows toward the Mediterranean on one side and the Atlantic on the other. There, I decided to leave the Canal du Midi, which continues toward Castelnaudary with a much rougher towpath, to follow the *Rigole* that feeds the canal with water from the Saint-Ferréol basin. For me, it was like returning to the source—a bit like a pilgrimage in honor of the brilliant Pierre-Paul Riquet, the designer of this magnificent work. I followed the service trail along the *Rigole*. It’s actually a variant of the GR 653, leading to Revel alongside this artificial waterway. It’s fed by water from the Montagne Noire, and I was worried about a steep climb. But that wasn’t the case—the *Rigole* winds for 40 km, flowing gently under the trees. It was better than a dream: a smooth dirt path with the crunch of pine needles under the wheels, where I only crossed paths with a few fishermen... And to soothe sore buns, the last kilometers were on packed earth—a paradise (ATVs, stay away!). More walkers and cyclists appeared there.
Tuesday, 03/13 After a restful night in Revel, I started the morning with a walk around Lake Saint-Ferréol. A very pleasant 10 km hike, but I don’t recommend it for mountain bikers unless you’re used to mountain terrain and have strong calves. Otherwise, you can take the road—there are at least two hotels near the lake. In the afternoon, I began the return trip to Tarn-et-Garonne via the same path, with the same pleasure.
Total: 378 km of suffering and bliss, for which I must thank the departmental and regional councils for their funding, Voies Navigables de France for maintenance, and the volunteers who mark the hiking trails. And don’t you think you’re exaggerating a bit with your 378 km of bliss and the paradise of the *Rigole*?
Okay, fine—it wasn’t always idyllic. Sometimes the path was downright *pierrique*... but I had great weather, and the landscapes were so beautiful (water, sun, vegetation). In the rain or mud, it would’ve been less fun. What does *pierrique* even mean?
*Pierrique* is worse than rocky. I know a Pierrick, and he’s tough. And why *Facteur4*?
It’s France’s goal to reduce greenhouse gas emissions by a factor of 4 by 2050. I’m doing my part by biking to work 3 out of 4 times. And your cassoulet?
Guilty as charged. I ate the best cassoulet of my life at the Hôtel du Midi in Revel. But it was very productive in methane. My stomach hurt so much I couldn’t sleep and ended up writing my postcards between 3 and 4 AM. So many great memories!
This canal was created to connect the Mediterranean to the Atlantic without going around Spain, and along its entire length, there’s an old towpath (used to pull barges). Since this path is closed to traffic (except for service vehicles from Voies Navigables de France), no cars drive on it—it’s dangerous, noisy, and polluting. The Canal between the Two Seas was built for transporting goods, so it passes through many towns you can explore without dealing with traffic. You can stock up on supplies or spend the night. You’ll discover the varied landscapes of the countryside, always in the serenity brought by the calm and slow flow of the canal’s water. Most of the time, you’ll be in the shade of trees planted to stabilize the banks with their roots. All you have to do is follow this blue—or rather green—ribbon without needing to consult a map. But the biggest advantage is that it’s flat! Of course, on the Canal du Midi, water flows from the watershed divide at Naurouze eastward to the Mediterranean and westward to Toulouse. On the lateral canal of the Garonne, water flows toward Bordeaux. But this slope is almost imperceptible, which is a huge plus when you want to travel by bike for several days with luggage.
When I say "bike," I really mean MTB because, while the towpath has been replaced in some places by a paved bike path, it mostly resembles a dirt trail—sometimes smooth, sometimes rocky, and often cluttered with roots from the magnificent trees lining it. Since the canal was classified as a UNESCO World Heritage site, improvements have been underway, but it won’t be tomorrow that you’ll be able to ride from Bordeaux to Sète on a road bike. And I’m afraid the first sections of the path will be worn out before the rest is finished. You might even run into construction work for this bike path. That’s what happened to me during the spring of 2007.
Sunday, 03/11 – Valence d'Agen 08:15 to Toulouse (Rangueil) 16:30 97 km in 8h15 (6h on the bike) I started on the recently paved path along the lateral canal of the Garonne. The first locks appeared, and as I approached Moissac, the path turned into a billiard table until Castelsarrasin. After the Cousteau port, I was back on the classic dirt towpath with its rocks, roots, and nutria holes. But not for long—soon, I hit ruts left by backhoes and bulldozers, which, fortunately, were resting for the Sunday. A pile of rubble taller than me blocked the entire width of the path. I didn’t want to turn back to find the previous bridge and ride on the other bank, which was just as impassable (dense grass). It wasn’t easy to carry a bike with full panniers, so I lifted it over several mounds. I kept going, sometimes on foot, unsure how far the construction extended. Another bulldozer—luckily, the ground was dry. The work went all the way to Montech, making the path impassable. I recommend taking the N113, which runs parallel (that’s what I did on the way back). In Montech, the famous water slope was at rest, waiting for tourists. For many kilometers, I was back on the traditional towpath. The closer I got to Toulouse, the better the surface became, and the more cyclists and pedestrians I saw—until the city center, where there was nonstop bike traffic, especially students heading to Rangueil.
Monday, 03/12 – Rangueil 09:10 to Revel 16:30 86 km in 7h20 (5h30 on the bike) As soon as you reach Toulouse, you make a 90° turn to follow the connection between the lateral canal and the Canal du Midi. Heading east, you pass the barge selling the famous Toulouse violet souvenirs. A real bike path has been built for 50 km to Port Lauragais. It’s a true joy for Toulousains and travelers. Restrooms have been installed or shared with highway rest areas, allowing you to refill water (of course, bikes are banned from ASF rest areas, but cleverly placed racks let you secure your bike and walk in). At Port Lauragais, it’s another rest area shared by highway users, cyclists, and boaters. You’ll find a cafeteria, restaurant, hotel, and a shop selling regional souvenirs. But the real pleasure is reaching the watershed divide at Naurouze, where water flows toward the Mediterranean on one side and the Atlantic on the other. There, I decided to leave the Canal du Midi, which continues toward Castelnaudary with a much rougher towpath, to follow the *Rigole* that feeds the canal with water from the Saint-Ferréol basin. For me, it was like returning to the source—a bit like a pilgrimage in honor of the brilliant Pierre-Paul Riquet, the designer of this magnificent work. I followed the service trail along the *Rigole*. It’s actually a variant of the GR 653, leading to Revel alongside this artificial waterway. It’s fed by water from the Montagne Noire, and I was worried about a steep climb. But that wasn’t the case—the *Rigole* winds for 40 km, flowing gently under the trees. It was better than a dream: a smooth dirt path with the crunch of pine needles under the wheels, where I only crossed paths with a few fishermen... And to soothe sore buns, the last kilometers were on packed earth—a paradise (ATVs, stay away!). More walkers and cyclists appeared there.
Tuesday, 03/13 After a restful night in Revel, I started the morning with a walk around Lake Saint-Ferréol. A very pleasant 10 km hike, but I don’t recommend it for mountain bikers unless you’re used to mountain terrain and have strong calves. Otherwise, you can take the road—there are at least two hotels near the lake. In the afternoon, I began the return trip to Tarn-et-Garonne via the same path, with the same pleasure.
Total: 378 km of suffering and bliss, for which I must thank the departmental and regional councils for their funding, Voies Navigables de France for maintenance, and the volunteers who mark the hiking trails. And don’t you think you’re exaggerating a bit with your 378 km of bliss and the paradise of the *Rigole*?
Okay, fine—it wasn’t always idyllic. Sometimes the path was downright *pierrique*... but I had great weather, and the landscapes were so beautiful (water, sun, vegetation). In the rain or mud, it would’ve been less fun. What does *pierrique* even mean?
*Pierrique* is worse than rocky. I know a Pierrick, and he’s tough. And why *Facteur4*?
It’s France’s goal to reduce greenhouse gas emissions by a factor of 4 by 2050. I’m doing my part by biking to work 3 out of 4 times. And your cassoulet?
Guilty as charged. I ate the best cassoulet of my life at the Hôtel du Midi in Revel. But it was very productive in methane. My stomach hurt so much I couldn’t sleep and ended up writing my postcards between 3 and 4 AM. So many great memories!
This is where you can chat about bridges... let’s get the conversation started! 😊
For a long time, the Yukon had been one of those dream travel destinations for us. Its vast wilderness, majestic mountains, and fascinating history tied to the gold rush irresistibly drew us in.
We finally made this ambitious project a reality: a road trip across Canada heading toward the Yukon.
Since the journey from Quebec is considerable, we chose to turn the trip itself into a series of adventures.
Instead of just racking up the kilometers, we made plenty of stops to discover several tourist attractions spread across different provinces.
Along the way, each province offered its share of landscapes and discoveries. We crossed vast forests, admired beautiful lakes, explored historic sites, and visited several local attractions that helped us better appreciate Canada’s diversity.
These breaks made the trip much more enjoyable and allowed us to take the time to fully enjoy each region we visited.
One of the great pleasures of a road trip is the freedom it provides. We could adjust our itinerary based on our mood, extend a visit we particularly enjoyed, or stop spontaneously at a spectacular viewpoint.
Often, it’s these unexpected discoveries that become the best memories.
As we moved northwest, the landscapes became more and more impressive. The roads seemed endless, the mountains drew closer, and nature took on an even greater presence. Traffic gradually thinned out, giving way to a sense of freedom that’s hard to describe.
Arriving in the Yukon marked the culmination of several days of travel. From the first kilometers, we were amazed by the vastness of the territory.
The breathtaking panoramas, the wildlife everywhere, and the unique atmosphere of the Canadian North more than made up for all the kilometers we’d covered.
This road trip to the Yukon reminded us that the destination is important, but the journey is just as much a part of it.
The many stops we made along the way allowed us to discover extraordinary places we probably never would’ve visited otherwise.
Every province we crossed helped make this adventure even more memorable.
The Yukon will certainly remain one of the highlights of our travels, but the memories we gathered along the way hold a special place in our hearts too.
That’s what makes a great Canadian road trip so magical: every kilometer tells a story.
In the upcoming posts, you’ll discover the places that caught our attention throughout this road trip.
Don’t hesitate to watch the videos to complete the experience and explore these attractions as if you were there.
To jump to a specific post, here are the appropriate links:
Roland Lake Falls - Lac-Pythonga (Quebec) | First Stop on the Way to the Yukon Must-See Stops in Ontario Stop at the Center of Canada | Manitoba Stop in Winnipeg (Manitoba) Discovering Regina (Saskatchewan) Stops in Moose Jaw, Chaplin & Saskatoon (Saskatchewan) Stops in Vegreville & Edmonton (Alberta) Stop at West Edmonton Mall, a World of Attractions Under One Roof Stops in Beaverlodge (AB) & Dawson Creek (BC) Adventure on the Alaska Highway: Between Dawson Creek and Liard River (BC) Discovering Liard River Hot Springs (BC) The Sign Post Forest (Watson Lake) Stops at Rancheria Falls, Teslin, and Tagish Discovering Carcross and Its Must-See Spots Carcross Desert Yukon: A Surprising Desert in the Heart of Canada Must-See Stop at Emerald Lake (Yukon) Hike at Miles Canyon (Whitehorse) - Yukon Discovering Whitehorse Spectacular Northern Lights - Fish Lake - Whitehorse (Yukon) Must-See Stops Between Whitehorse and Dawson City Road Trip on the Dempster Highway (Yukon) - 100 km of Adventure Complete Visit of the Historic Town of Dawson City in the Yukon Midnight Dome Dawson City - Magical Northern Lights in the Yukon
We finally made this ambitious project a reality: a road trip across Canada heading toward the Yukon.
Since the journey from Quebec is considerable, we chose to turn the trip itself into a series of adventures.
Instead of just racking up the kilometers, we made plenty of stops to discover several tourist attractions spread across different provinces.
Along the way, each province offered its share of landscapes and discoveries. We crossed vast forests, admired beautiful lakes, explored historic sites, and visited several local attractions that helped us better appreciate Canada’s diversity.
These breaks made the trip much more enjoyable and allowed us to take the time to fully enjoy each region we visited.
One of the great pleasures of a road trip is the freedom it provides. We could adjust our itinerary based on our mood, extend a visit we particularly enjoyed, or stop spontaneously at a spectacular viewpoint.
Often, it’s these unexpected discoveries that become the best memories.
As we moved northwest, the landscapes became more and more impressive. The roads seemed endless, the mountains drew closer, and nature took on an even greater presence. Traffic gradually thinned out, giving way to a sense of freedom that’s hard to describe.
Arriving in the Yukon marked the culmination of several days of travel. From the first kilometers, we were amazed by the vastness of the territory.
The breathtaking panoramas, the wildlife everywhere, and the unique atmosphere of the Canadian North more than made up for all the kilometers we’d covered.
This road trip to the Yukon reminded us that the destination is important, but the journey is just as much a part of it.
The many stops we made along the way allowed us to discover extraordinary places we probably never would’ve visited otherwise.
Every province we crossed helped make this adventure even more memorable.
The Yukon will certainly remain one of the highlights of our travels, but the memories we gathered along the way hold a special place in our hearts too.
That’s what makes a great Canadian road trip so magical: every kilometer tells a story.
In the upcoming posts, you’ll discover the places that caught our attention throughout this road trip.
Don’t hesitate to watch the videos to complete the experience and explore these attractions as if you were there.
To jump to a specific post, here are the appropriate links:
Roland Lake Falls - Lac-Pythonga (Quebec) | First Stop on the Way to the Yukon Must-See Stops in Ontario Stop at the Center of Canada | Manitoba Stop in Winnipeg (Manitoba) Discovering Regina (Saskatchewan) Stops in Moose Jaw, Chaplin & Saskatoon (Saskatchewan) Stops in Vegreville & Edmonton (Alberta) Stop at West Edmonton Mall, a World of Attractions Under One Roof Stops in Beaverlodge (AB) & Dawson Creek (BC) Adventure on the Alaska Highway: Between Dawson Creek and Liard River (BC) Discovering Liard River Hot Springs (BC) The Sign Post Forest (Watson Lake) Stops at Rancheria Falls, Teslin, and Tagish Discovering Carcross and Its Must-See Spots Carcross Desert Yukon: A Surprising Desert in the Heart of Canada Must-See Stop at Emerald Lake (Yukon) Hike at Miles Canyon (Whitehorse) - Yukon Discovering Whitehorse Spectacular Northern Lights - Fish Lake - Whitehorse (Yukon) Must-See Stops Between Whitehorse and Dawson City Road Trip on the Dempster Highway (Yukon) - 100 km of Adventure Complete Visit of the Historic Town of Dawson City in the Yukon Midnight Dome Dawson City - Magical Northern Lights in the Yukon
My first trip to Morocco dates back to the early 90s.
Four more followed...
I’d never gone further north than Casablanca, Volubilis, or Fez—it was time to fix that!
So I planned a route that would fill in the gaps while revisiting a few places.
This route is pretty classic—if you’re looking for something original, you might want to skip it!
The starting point of the trip: the city of Rabat.
The stops?
Azrou, Fez, Al Hoceïma, Akchour, Tetouan, Tangier, Asilah, and finally Rabat.
Mostly an urban trip, then.
Too much?
We’ll see at the end of the travel journal!
Four more followed...
I’d never gone further north than Casablanca, Volubilis, or Fez—it was time to fix that!
So I planned a route that would fill in the gaps while revisiting a few places.
This route is pretty classic—if you’re looking for something original, you might want to skip it!
The starting point of the trip: the city of Rabat.
The stops?
Azrou, Fez, Al Hoceïma, Akchour, Tetouan, Tangier, Asilah, and finally Rabat.
Mostly an urban trip, then.
Too much?
We’ll see at the end of the travel journal!
I'm stopping posting on the forum... these new rules are too complicated. I'll go to other forums that are less demanding... too bad!
Hi,
We’re heading to Tanzania at the end of the year and I’d like to know where I can apply for the e-visas because I’ve found some sites, but they’re charging more than what I was told.
It’s not the official site, and I’m struggling to find it.
Do you have the direct official link, please? Thanks so much for your help! 😊
Hi there,
We’re heading to the Black Forest region in Germany this August.
Are there flea markets in Germany like we have in France?
Is there a site that lists them, similar to Brocabrac here?
Thanks :) Have a great day
Thanks :) Have a great day
Hello,
We’re 75 years old. Could you recommend a website to rent a car from Montreal to Montreal for two weeks?
Thanks a bunch!
Hi,
so I’m heading off solo through China and I’d like to stay for a good while (about a year—do you think that’d be enough to pick up a bit of the language???).
I’d love to know if there’s a website, or if someone can help me live, that teaches the basics:
to understand the alphabet and characters.
to understand how a sentence is formed.
just the super simple basics, really.
Thanks for your help! ^o^
PS: My goal is to speak a tiny bit—not to write or anything—but still be able to read a little too...
PS: My goal is to speak a tiny bit—not to write or anything—but still be able to read a little too...
Hi there,
I’m the creator of the site RandoCamping. A new hiking-planning feature has just been added to the site. It might interest anyone who likes to prepare their hike or trip in advance, in France, whether on foot or by bike.
https://randocamping.touteslatitudes.fr/ma-rando
How it works... Upload a GPX file, choose your number of days and effort level, and the app automatically splits your route into daily stages with accommodation searches based on your criteria. The calculated stages can be manually adjusted, and once you're happy with your breakdown, all that's left is to select the accommodations that suit you for each night. The route for each stage can also be fine-tuned using the Route Editing and Calculation tool. The final itinerary, with your customized stages, can be exported in GPX format to take with you on your navigation device. Your hike can be retrieved and modified at any time once you’ve saved it in GPX format.
More info on this page: https://randovelo.touteslatitudes.fr/randocamping-planifier-ma-rando/
Feel free to reach out if you have any questions or feedback.
I’m the creator of the site RandoCamping. A new hiking-planning feature has just been added to the site. It might interest anyone who likes to prepare their hike or trip in advance, in France, whether on foot or by bike.
https://randocamping.touteslatitudes.fr/ma-rando
How it works... Upload a GPX file, choose your number of days and effort level, and the app automatically splits your route into daily stages with accommodation searches based on your criteria. The calculated stages can be manually adjusted, and once you're happy with your breakdown, all that's left is to select the accommodations that suit you for each night. The route for each stage can also be fine-tuned using the Route Editing and Calculation tool. The final itinerary, with your customized stages, can be exported in GPX format to take with you on your navigation device. Your hike can be retrieved and modified at any time once you’ve saved it in GPX format.
More info on this page: https://randovelo.touteslatitudes.fr/randocamping-planifier-ma-rando/
Feel free to reach out if you have any questions or feedback.
Hi everyone,
I’m Yann, a 28-year-old TikToker who loves traveling!
Since I’ve been to several destinations, I’d love to get a flag from each one as a sort of trophy. But from what I’ve seen online, a lot of sites sell them with what looks like really poor quality...
So I’m reaching out to you all to share a site you usually use—help me start my collection! :)
Have a great day!
Yann
I’m Yann, a 28-year-old TikToker who loves traveling!
Since I’ve been to several destinations, I’d love to get a flag from each one as a sort of trophy. But from what I’ve seen online, a lot of sites sell them with what looks like really poor quality...
So I’m reaching out to you all to share a site you usually use—help me start my collection! :)
Have a great day!
Yann
Hello everyone!
To learn all about Argentina, over 1,000 articles are already waiting for you on my site.
https://www.petitherge.com/ See you soon!
Herge!
To learn all about Argentina, over 1,000 articles are already waiting for you on my site.
https://www.petitherge.com/ See you soon!
Herge!
Hi,
We're heading to Zanzibar in 6 weeks.
I've been stuck for several days on the website https://visa.immigration.go.tz/ because we need to specify whether we're employed or self-employed, but the "employer" and "profession" fields are grayed out. It's a roadblock—I can't move on to the next step.
I thought it might be a temporary bug, but that's not the case.
I've tried filling out the form on my computer using two different browsers, on my phone, but I keep getting stuck at the same step.
I emailed their contact address but haven't heard back.
Has this happened to any of you?
I don't know how to resolve this issue, especially to get our visas before our departure.
Thanks for your help.
Stéphanie
Hi,
Has anyone used the online visa application site for Indonesia recently? https://evisa.imigrasi.go.id/
For the past two weeks, I haven’t been able to log in... Wondering if the site is still up and running...
Thanks for your feedback!
I was expecting the worst when I went to discover the Blue Eye site between Gjirokastër and Ksamil—I definitely got my money’s worth...
What a terrible idea to turn a stunning natural wonder into a concrete cash machine!
Okay, so they built a parking lot and made it paid—that’s fine. And protecting the natural spring with a wooden barrier to keep it from turning into a public swimming pool makes sense.
But why dig a road all the way up to 10 meters from the site with an excavator?
Why allow a super polluting and stinky little train to run there?
Why let personal motorcycles use it?
Why rent electric scooters or mini motorbikes to cover the 1,500 meters on foot?
I have my answer: greed...
Thankfully, there’s still a trail on the other side that’s been spared from the money grab.
What a terrible idea to turn a stunning natural wonder into a concrete cash machine!
Okay, so they built a parking lot and made it paid—that’s fine. And protecting the natural spring with a wooden barrier to keep it from turning into a public swimming pool makes sense.
But why dig a road all the way up to 10 meters from the site with an excavator?
Why allow a super polluting and stinky little train to run there?
Why let personal motorcycles use it?
Why rent electric scooters or mini motorbikes to cover the 1,500 meters on foot?
I have my answer: greed...
Thankfully, there’s still a trail on the other side that’s been spared from the money grab.
Age (80+) is making us stop our 20 years of bike travel (a good part of Europe), so we're selling (together or separately) our two touring bikes and switching to an electric city bike.🤪
They're already listed on a big national multi-product sales site, but potential buyers don't seem to know what a touring bike equipped with a Rohloff is....🙂
So my question: Do you know of a site where I'd have a better chance?😉
They're ROSE VTC bikes, Black Water III models from 2012.
Hi everyone,
I recently noticed that when you "mark as read" a discussion, the bullet point next to it stays "green" as if it hadn’t been "marked."
I tested marking all discussions as read, and they all still show up as "unread!"
Nothing major, but I was wondering if it’s just "my computer"!
Hi everyone,
I’m new to the forum, and I’m writing today to ask the community for feedback on a site concept I’ve been working on for a few weeks.
The idea is to create a worldwide map (starting with France) where anyone can rate a city—or even a neighborhood in a large city—based on a set of criteria (cleanliness, safety, green spaces, cost of living, etc.) and add a comment highlighting the positives and negatives of the area. It’d be like rating a city or neighborhood the way we currently rate restaurants or hotels.
The goal is to inform other users about the nicer (or less nice) neighborhoods in a country and help them choose where to book their next hotel or Airbnb—so they don’t end up in a sketchy area. Beyond that, it’s also about letting people pick their next travel destination based on what matters most to them (cost of living, safety, shopping, transportation, etc.). Ratings will, of course, be moderated to prevent abuse, and users will need to provide proof (like a utility bill or evidence they’ve visited the city) before they can leave a comment.
I’ve had a test version developed for Paris with the core features, and I’ve named the site CityRate.
I’d love to hear your thoughts and feedback! The site is aimed at both locals looking to move to a new neighborhood or city and travelers who want to carefully choose where to spend their next vacation.
Thanks in advance! 😊
I’m new to the forum, and I’m writing today to ask the community for feedback on a site concept I’ve been working on for a few weeks.
The idea is to create a worldwide map (starting with France) where anyone can rate a city—or even a neighborhood in a large city—based on a set of criteria (cleanliness, safety, green spaces, cost of living, etc.) and add a comment highlighting the positives and negatives of the area. It’d be like rating a city or neighborhood the way we currently rate restaurants or hotels.
The goal is to inform other users about the nicer (or less nice) neighborhoods in a country and help them choose where to book their next hotel or Airbnb—so they don’t end up in a sketchy area. Beyond that, it’s also about letting people pick their next travel destination based on what matters most to them (cost of living, safety, shopping, transportation, etc.). Ratings will, of course, be moderated to prevent abuse, and users will need to provide proof (like a utility bill or evidence they’ve visited the city) before they can leave a comment.
I’ve had a test version developed for Paris with the core features, and I’ve named the site CityRate.
I’d love to hear your thoughts and feedback! The site is aimed at both locals looking to move to a new neighborhood or city and travelers who want to carefully choose where to spend their next vacation.
Thanks in advance! 😊
Hi there,
I’m planning a trip to China.
Which sites do you use to book accommodation—specifically for apartments? Thanks for your tips!
Hi,
I’m trying to book 2 flight tickets on SATENA’s website. After entering my personal details, it asks for: "Business name, fiscal identification and fiscal ID"... and I can’t skip this step. Can anyone help me out? Thanks in advance
Hi,
Currently in London (so not the end of the world!), access to the site via my hotel's Wi-Fi is blocked for "security" reasons. Even after disabling the VPN as advised, nothing changes.
Not a big deal from the UK since I can use my mobile plan's GSM network, but it's still really annoying. Any policy change or upcoming improvements on VF's side?
Not a big deal from the UK since I can use my mobile plan's GSM network, but it's still really annoying. Any policy change or upcoming improvements on VF's side?
Hi there,
I’m thinking of (re)visiting Thailand in a few months, and my planned itinerary includes an overnight train ride.
My goal is to book a first-class compartment, so I should reserve it as soon as possible...
Which website (reliable, please!) can I use to make this reservation, and are e-tickets available?
Thanks!😊
I’m thinking of (re)visiting Thailand in a few months, and my planned itinerary includes an overnight train ride.
My goal is to book a first-class compartment, so I should reserve it as soon as possible...
Which website (reliable, please!) can I use to make this reservation, and are e-tickets available?
Thanks!😊
Hi,
I’m trying to check the Ocean Jet website for schedules and fares, but I can’t get any timetables to show up. It’s not easy to know whether to book in advance or buy tickets last minute... Not even sure if they run the Dumaguete-Tagbilaran route.... It seems like they do, but there’s not much info. Has anyone heard anything?
Thanks in advance if you’ve got any tips! Flo
I’m trying to check the Ocean Jet website for schedules and fares, but I can’t get any timetables to show up. It’s not easy to know whether to book in advance or buy tickets last minute... Not even sure if they run the Dumaguete-Tagbilaran route.... It seems like they do, but there’s not much info. Has anyone heard anything?
Thanks in advance if you’ve got any tips! Flo