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We’ve read it all about Bali: mass tourism, non-stop parties, ferry disasters, the kingdom of “Instagrammers,” pollution, “Bali belly”... But luckily, this island isn’t just about Kuta’s beaches and the Lempuyang Temple.

Sure, it’s not as exotic or off-the-beaten-path as other Indonesian islands (the Moluccas, Timor, Flores...), but we spent 3 weeks there and loved it!

Our (planned) itinerary in 7 stops: - Ubud (4 nights) - Sidemen (2 nights) - Gili Meno (3 nights) - Amed (2 nights) - Pemuteran (4 nights) - Munduk (2 nights) - Jatiluwih (2 nights)



We booked our accommodations in advance, and for the rest (drivers, activities...), we took it day by day with help from the homestays (making sure to contact them a few days ahead via WhatsApp).

In the end, it’s an “easy” destination, very affordable, and one that’s managed to keep a certain authenticity.

In January 2023, we started our second road trip across the United States. We stayed from January to mid-March, which gave us plenty of time to visit several cities, attractions, and parks in multiple states.

This travel journal will be split into two parts due to the considerable number of places we visited.

This first journal covers the following states: Ohio, Indiana, Missouri, Oklahoma, Texas, New Mexico, Arizona, Nevada, and California, and takes you through the outbound leg of our road trip.

The second journal will showcase the attractions we visited on the return trip, which mainly follows the famous Highway 1 along the Pacific coast.

So, I invite you to keep reading this first journal, which serves as a long recap to help you discover the various attractions we explored throughout this road trip.

Videos are included throughout the recap. Please click on the image to start the video.

Here are the links to jump to a specific post:

OHIO:

WinterLand - Christmas Lights at Cleveland Public Square Lake View Cemetery - Cleveland - Part 1 Lake View Cemetery - Cleveland - Part 2 Stroll through Columbus Upper Falls to Lower Falls via Buckeye Trail - Hocking Hills State Park – Logan Cedar Falls & Whispering Falls Hiking Trail - Hocking Hills State Park – Logan Ash Cave Hiking Trail - Hocking Hills State Park – Logan Exploring Cincinnati

INDIANA:

Visiting Indianapolis

MISSOURI:

Exploring St. Louis

OKLAHOMA:

Catoosa Blue Whale Discovering Tulsa Exploring Oklahoma City

TEXAS:

Exploring Shamrock Discovering McLean Exploring Amarillo

NEW MEXICO:

Ancestral Sites Trail - Pecos National Historical Park Discovering Santa Fe The Santuario de Chimayó Stroll through Los Cerrillos Walk through the village of Madrid San Francisco de Asis Catholic Church & The Bottle House - Golden Albuquerque Murals 66 Diner - Albuquerque Stroll through Old Town (Albuquerque) Rinconada Canyon Trail - Petroglyph National Monument Mesa Point Trail - Boca Negra Canyon - Petroglyph National Monument Macaw Trail - Boca Negra Canyon - Petroglyph National Monument Cliff Base Trail - Boca Negra Canyon - Petroglyph National Monument Piedras Marcadas Canyon - Petroglyph National Monument Sandstone Bluffs & Ventana Natural Arch - El Malpais National Monument

ARIZONA:

Stewart's Petrified Wood Shop – Holbrook Stroll through Holbrook Discovering Joseph City Exploring Winslow Grand Falls (The "Chocolate Falls") – Leupp Island Trail - Walnut Canyon National Monument Rim Trail - Walnut Canyon National Monument Wukoki Pueblo Trail – Wupatki National Monument Wupatki Pueblo Trail – Wupatki National Monument Doney Mountain Trail – Wupatki National Monument Citadel & Nalakihu Pueblos Trail – Wupatki National Monument Lomaki & Box Canyon Pueblos Trail – Wupatki National Monument Discovering Flagstaff On the way to Sedona Slide Rock State Park – Sedona Midgley Bridge Trail – Wilson Canyon – Sedona Tlaquepaque Arts & Shopping Village Walking Tour - Sedona Chapel of the Holy Cross - Sedona Hiking at Cathedral Rock - Sedona Hiking the Bell Rock Trail - Sedona Hiking the Airport Loop Trail - Sedona Amitabha Stupa and Peace Park - Sedona Hiking the Boynton Canyon Vortex Trail - Sedona Hiking the Devil's Bridge Trail - Sedona Hiking the Birthing Cave Trail - Sedona Bell Rock Inn - Sedona On the roads of Sedona - Part 1 On the roads of Sedona - Part 2 Keyhole Sink Hiking Trail - Kaibab National Forest Discovering Williams Exploring Ash Fork Discovering Kingman Ramada by Wyndham Kingman Davis Camp Park - Bullhead City Discovering Yucca Lake Havasu Boardwalk Tour A duck catches a lobster – Lake Havasu Boardwalk

CALIFORNIA:

Exploring Needles Discovering Goffs Discovering Amboy Visiting the famous Bagdad Cafe - Newberry Springs Exploring Barstow Vehicles from Hell (Mad Max Cars) - Barstow Peggy Sue's 50's Diner - Yermo Liberty Sculpture Park - Yermo Lake Dolores Water Park - Newberry Springs ZZYZX Road - Mojave National Preserve Alien Fresh Jerky - Baker Kelso Dunes Trail - Mojave National Preserve Hole-in-the-Wall Rings Trail - Mojave National Preserve Visiting Mitchell Caverns - Mojave National Preserve Dante's View - Death Valley National Park Zabriskie Point - Death Valley National Park Golden Canyon - Death Valley National Park Artists Drive & Artists Palette - Death Valley National Park Devil's Golf Course - Death Valley National Park Natural Bridge Trail - Death Valley National Park Badwater Basin - Death Valley National Park Harmony Borax Works - Death Valley National Park Devil's Cornfield - Death Valley National Park Mesquite Flat Sand Dunes - Death Valley National Park Mosaic Canyon Trail - Death Valley National Park On the road - Death Valley National Park

NEVADA:

Cleveland Clinic Lou Ruvo Center for Brain Health - Las Vegas Exploring Downtown Las Vegas SlotZilla Zipline - Fremont Street Experience – Downtown Las Vegas Viva Vision Light Show 1 - Fremont Street Experience - Downtown Las Vegas Viva Vision Light Show 2 - Fremont Street Experience - Downtown Las Vegas Viva Vision Light Show 3 - Fremont Street Experience - Downtown Las Vegas Viva Vision Light Show 4 - Fremont Street Experience - Downtown Las Vegas Free Live Music – Fremont Street Experience - Downtown Las Vegas Chucky – Fremont Street Experience - Downtown Las Vegas Las Vegas Strip - Part 1 Las Vegas Strip - Part 2 Las Vegas Strip - Part 3 Las Vegas Strip - Part 4 Las Vegas Strip - Part 5 Tom Devlin's Monster Museum - Boulder City Hoover Dam Lake Mead - Lakeview Overlook - Boulder City Nelson Ghost Town - Searchlight

CALIFORNIA:

Scenic Route through Joshua Tree National Park via the North Entrance Hidden Valley Trail - Joshua Tree National Park Barker Dam Trail - Joshua Tree National Park Cap Rock Trail - Joshua Tree National Park Keys View Trail - Joshua Tree National Park Hall of Horrors Trail - Joshua Tree National Park Skull Rock Trail - Joshua Tree National Park Arch Rock Trail - Joshua Tree National Park Cholla Cactus Garden Trail - Joshua Tree National Park Lone Pine - Owens Valley Miss Alabama & Shark Fin - Alabama Hills - Owens Valley Lone Ranger Canyon - Alabama Hills - Owens Valley Mobius Arch Loop Trail (Heart Arch & Lathe Arch) - Alabama Hills - Owens Valley Eye of the Alabama Hills Arch - Alabama Hills - Owens Valley Boot & Cyclops Arches - Alabama Hills - Owens Valley One Mile Arch, Bowling Ball and Pins & Gunga Din Area - Alabama Hills - Owens Valley Whitney Portal Arch Trailhead - Alabama Hills - Owens Valley Fish Rocks & Trona Pinnacles - Mojave Desert Red Cliffs Trail - Red Rock Canyon State Park Hagen Canyon Nature Trail - Red Rock Canyon State Park Tour of Historic Downtown Tehachapi View of the Tehachapi Loop – Monolith César E. Chávez National Monument – Keene Discovering Bakersfield Kern County Museum – Bakersfield Bravo Farms, Tree House & Petting Zoo - Traver Walking Tour of Kingsburg Exploring Fresno Simonian Farms & Soul Consoling Japanese Internment Tower - Fresno Duncan Ceramic Products (iLoveToCreate) - Fresno Walking Tour of Modesto Wat Dhammararam Buddhist Temple - Stockton Walking Tour of Stockton Discovering Stockton University of the Pacific - Stockton Visiting Lodi Sutter's Fort State Historic Park - Sacramento California State Capitol - Sacramento Walking Tour - Sacramento Walking Tour - Winters Walking Tour - Napa The Chandelier Tree In Drive-Thru Tree Park - Leggett One Log House - Garberville Grandfather Tree - Piercy The Living Chimney Tree - Avenue of the Giants Stephens Grove Loop Trail - Avenue of the Giants Gould Grove Nature Loop Trail - Avenue of the Giants Fleishmann Grove Trail - Avenue of the Giants Mahan Plaque Trail - Avenue of the Giants Founders Grove Nature Loop Trail - Avenue of the Giants Eternal Tree House & Immortal Tree - Avenue of the Giants Drury-Chaney Loop Trail - Avenue of the Giants Walking Tour - Redcrest

COMING UP NEXT:

USA Road Trip 2023 - Part 2

Mid-June, two Auvergnats on the starting blocks—off we go to the former Yugoslavia! We’d already explored some nooks and crannies of northern Croatia back in 2019, so we’re keeping the momentum going by planning a trip to the south of the country and then Montenegro.

On the way back, we’ll drift into Bosnia-Herzegovina just to mix things up a bit!

We’re a little unsure about what to expect in terms of tourist crowds.

Dubrovnik has a reputation for being the hardest-hit city by overtourism, and Kotor and the whole Dalmatian coast aren’t exactly empty...

Luckily, most European countries haven’t started school holidays yet, and some measures seem to have been put in place to limit the flow (like restrictions on the number of cruise ships allowed to dock at the same time).

Maybe we’ll manage to escape the promised hell?

For now, we’re slamming the doors of the Scirocco and heading off to our first stop: northern Italy!

Hi everyone!

Blue skies (lots of them), whitewashed villages with steep alleyways, hundreds of churches, and... thousands of stairs? Welcome to the Cyclades! 🙂

We’d been dreaming about this for a while, but in July-August—with the crowds—no way! Now that I can travel outside school holidays, the Cyclades are back on the agenda. And so begins a loooong period of planning and second-guessing, with countless itinerary changes: the Cyclades, yes, but which ones? I was fixated on Folegandros (we won’t be going after all) and really wanted to visit Delos. So, for this first trip, it’ll be: Mykonos (and Delos)-Naxos-Amorgos-Santorini.

Saturday 24/05: Departure from Orly on a Transavia flight, arriving in Mykonos in the late afternoon. We found a hotel that offers free transfers (pretty rare and not insignificant—it’s 25 € each way for just a few kilometers 😠) and at a reasonable price (83 € per night for B&B). Time for dinner already: Greek salad and souvlaki (we’re in Greece, right?)

(Okay, this is actually a dakos with Naxos cheese, but I don’t have a photo of a Greek salad 😏).

Before I begin, I’d like to thank Michèle Buisson and her "Misha’s travel journals," which really helped me plan this trip. It’s tough to find information about this part of India, which is quite different from the "more traditional India." I’m so grateful to her for introducing me to a family who hosted me for 4 nights and 3 days. I can’t wait to return the favor and welcome you all to my place in early July!

Thursday, March 20th. The alarm goes off super early, but I’m already awake—I was too worried I’d sleep through it. I leave the house at 4:00 AM. The rain has stopped, and at this hour, there aren’t many trucks on the road. I arrive at Barcelona Airport easily by 6:20 AM, let the valet know I’m there, and he quickly picks up my car. This time, I’m flying with Etihad Airways again. I booked the ticket during my trip to Cambodia: Barcelona/Kolkata, Delhi/Barcelona for 567 €. At that price, I didn’t hesitate for long—I knew I had to take it. And I’m glad I did because, by the time I returned, the price had gone up to 700 €. I can already hear the reactions: "Wow, how’d you get a ticket for that price? What site did you use? You’re amazing, MarieJo!" One thing’s for sure—I’m really happy with this deal. The flights from Barcelona to Abu Dhabi and Abu Dhabi to Kolkata go smoothly, and we arrive on time at 2:55 AM. There aren’t many people at immigration, so I get through quickly. My luggage isn’t on the carousel yet. After collecting my bag, I check in for my next flight with IndiGo, a 5:40 AM flight to Guwahati, arriving at 7:00 AM. I’m starting to feel pretty tired, so I take a taxi from the airport to Gruham Sojourn Homestay. The house is upstairs, and the neighborhood seems quiet, with restaurants lining the street. The room won’t be ready until 10:00 AM, so I rest on the bench in the meantime. Once in the room, I take a shower—it really helps me feel refreshed. I need to exchange some euros, so I look up a nearby exchange bureau on Google and head out to find it. I locate it easily, and the staff are super friendly. I get a great rate (1 € = 90 INR). I wander around the neighborhood. The train station isn’t far, and small markets line the streets. I head back to my area, walking along the main avenue. About 500 meters from my street, I discover a museum. The visit is fascinating—I see the famous Majuli masks, among other things.



I’m not far from the Brahmaputra River, and the temptation to visit is too strong to resist. I’d hoped to find a promenade along the river, but that doesn’t exist here. I walk back calmly and notice several restaurants in my street. On the doorstep of my accommodation, I spot a pastry shop with cakes that look more like the ones we have in France than the typical ones here in India. A visit is a must, and I’m not disappointed!



Tonight, I’m dining at a restaurant in the street. The menu is a bit disappointing—burgers, pizzas, pasta—nothing very Indian. So, I’ll go with tomato pasta.

Hello everyone!

We're off! After exploring the north, the four friends have now discovered the south. We’re excited to share this new travel journal, dedicated to our little group and our strong friendship, written by Richard and illustrated with Kate’s photos. I’ll chime in from time to time with practical tips.

First of all, a big thank you to everyone on VoyageForum who helped us plan this trip. It would’ve been quite different if we’d just relied on guidebooks.

The itinerary lasted just over 3 weeks: Mahabalipuram, Pondicherry, Thanjavur, the Chettinad region, Madurai, Munnar, Munroe Island, Cochin, and Chennai. We traveled by train, taxi, and private car with a driver, took a domestic flight, and stayed in guesthouses, Airbnb apartments, and hotels. For each of us, including flights, the total budget barely reached 2000 €, and we didn’t hold back—knowing we avoid resorts and love street food and small Indian restaurants.

This catchy and somewhat mysterious title comes from several questions I’ve been asking myself.

VF has been back open for a reasonable number of weeks and months now. The number of visitors overall matches past averages, but the number of members online in the last 24 hours seems relatively lower than what we used to see.

Yet, to my surprise, I’m seeing fewer travel journals, way fewer messages, and way fewer questions. I don’t see many new registered users online, and I notice a number of members who are logged in but either aren’t participating or have stopped participating.

Something’s not adding up for me because, in my opinion, VF is still appealing, and I don’t see which other sites could really compete.

Was there a real break between pre- and post-Covid? Does it just take more time for some people to discover the site or learn that it’s active again? Do people now prefer quick consumption on sites like FB or others I’m not familiar with? Where have the site’s old-timers gone, and what are they doing with their time now? What’s really going on here?

Hi everyone,

So glad to see this forum still so active!

Quick question for those who’ve recently traveled to Australia: I found a Singapore Airlines flight from Marseille/Frankfurt/Singapore/Sydney for 1425 € round-trip (from 11/10 to 12/8).

Do you think that’s a good price??

I checked directly on the Singapore Airlines website, but the price is way higher than on the comparison site.

Thanks for your input!

After five trips to the American West, we had planned to switch countries and continents to visit Turkey. However, by the time we made up our minds, flight ticket prices had nearly doubled, reaching 400 € for a round-trip ticket. A bit disappointed, I started looking at transatlantic flight prices and stumbled upon discounted tickets from Basel-Mulhouse to Dallas—at the same price as our tickets to Turkey!

No hesitation needed; we bought the five tickets for a total of 1,860 € excluding baggage!

From Fort Worth Airport, we had two options: - Head west on a loop through Texas, New Mexico, and southern Colorado - Head east to change the scenery and explore East Texas, Louisiana, with a possible detour into Florida.

The latter option won unanimously, so here we are, off to discover new states, mainly Louisiana and Texas.

One of the main post-COVID challenges is finding a reasonably priced car rental. After an initial booking around 1,300 €, we kept an eye on prices a few weeks before departure and managed to snag a better deal at around 900 € for a comfortable sedan.

Yes, this summer will also be a first: no 4x4, no camping, and plenty of restaurants!

As always, I’ve planned a packed itinerary, ready to adjust on the go. A few weeks before departure, we learned we’d be at full capacity—our eldest son, Maxime, got his first-year med school results. By finishing as a top admit, he avoided the mandatory July-August internship that would’ve kept him from joining us. Instead, he wrapped up his internship at the last minute the night before our big departure.

We’ll get to savor these special moments together.

The itinerary: Day 1 - 07/15: Fort Worth Day 2: Dallas Day 3: Jefferson - Caddo Lake Day 4: Black Bayou Lake - Natchez - Stanton Hall and Rosalie Mansion Day 5: St. Francisville - Rosedown Plantation - Cat Island Wildlife Refuge Day 6: Mobile - USS Alabama Battleship Memorial Park Day 7 - 8: Pensacola Beach Day 9: Bellingrath Gardens - New Orleans Day 10 - 11: New Orleans Day 12: Plantation Route Day 13: Jungle Gardens - Tabasco Factory - Vermilionville - Lake Martin Day 14: Baton Rouge - USS Kidd Day 15: Houma - Cajun Man's Swamp Tour Day 16: Galveston, Texas Day 17: Space Center Houston - Painted Churches Day 18: San Antonio Day 19: Texas Hill Country Day 20: Texas Hill Country and evening in San Antonio Day 21: Austin and Waco

Day 0 - 07/14: The departure timing isn’t exactly relaxing. On Thursday late afternoon, we hit the road to Alsace, aiming to drop off our two cockers with family before reaching the airport at 2 AM for a 3-hour power nap. Not exactly fresh, we arrive at the terminal looking for a British Airways counter. None in sight, so we try our luck at a United Airlines counter—who knows, maybe it’ll work out. And bingo! The agent checks us in. We didn’t quite understand why, but maybe there’s some agreement between airlines. For the first time, we’re traveling without checked baggage, so no extra fees. Not a huge feat, given the scorching temperatures awaiting us!

The connecting flight to London goes smoothly.

During the layover, liquid checks get stricter—now requiring small bottles to be in a pre-approved clear bag, with only one bag allowed per passenger. Normally, no big deal, but between deodorant, sunscreen, after-sun lotion, hand sanitizer, contact lens solution, etc., we spend 20 minutes optimizing the arrangement! When we finally succeed, one of the security staff bursts out laughing and congratulates us!

With our stomachs growling, we grab an American breakfast before browsing the airport shops.

We then discover our plane for the long-haul flight and are thrilled to see it’s an A380—a first for Laetitia, though the rest of the family experienced it during our winter getaway. Still just as impressive!

With a hint of uncertainty, we take off for the States—my third trip in barely 12 months. This time, no endless badlands, canyons, slot canyons, hoodoos, or brain rocks, but a journey through five states (Texas, Louisiana, a quick stop in Mississippi, Alabama, and the northwest tip of Florida), where we hope to soak up a unique vibe... with a packed schedule of diverse visits.

Arrival at Fort Worth Airport and customs go smoothly. Since we have no checked baggage, we’re first in line at the Dollar counter. In just 3 minutes, the formalities are done. We decline the Toll Pass, which I don’t think we’ll need based on my "calculations," and head to the Dollar parking lot, where an employee tells us we can pick any car we want!

There are about thirty cars waiting. Too many choices!

After last year’s mishap in Oakland, where our 4x4’s trunk was broken into, we’re looking for a sedan to hide our luggage this time. Unfortunately, there are none—only SUVs. We finally settle on a comfortable 7-seater Ford SUV with a massive trunk when set up for five.

On the road from Fort Worth to Dallas, we accidentally take a toll highway without realizing until it’s too late to exit. Let’s hope Dollar doesn’t charge us a week’s worth of their pricey Toll Pass for a $2 toll. We’ll see... In the meantime, Maxime sets up Google Maps to avoid toll roads.

Since it’s not too late, we stop by the nearest Walmart for groceries before checking into our hotel room for three nights in East Dallas suburb.

Thursday, November 2, 2023 Lake Argyle – Katherine

We had a great time. Now we’ve got to pay the price. We’re down one stop before Katherine. Gotta do the whole trip in one go—6 hours of driving. Let’s go! We’re a bit low on fuel with only 300 kilometers of range. The only station at the lake doesn’t open until 9 a.m., and the next (and only) one is 227 kilometers away… Should we risk it? Except for a magnificent frilled-neck lizard darting across the road on its big hind legs and an emu quickly disappearing into the bush, we didn’t see much. Oh—there was also a donkey, lost and panicked in the middle of the road… A quiet road with some beautiful scenery, some worrying bushfires

and a few opportunities to stop for a "warrior’s rest" (never go beyond the first second of the thought that starts drifting off the road…) We cross an invisible border as we enter the Northern Territory, which comes with consequences—we immediately lose an hour and a half by changing time zones. The speed limit goes from 110 to 130.

We arrive at the self check-in in Katherine. As usual, we’re a little taken aback at first. The noise, for starters. There’s a group rehearsing, it seems. We go check it out. We pass through the doors separating "The Stuart" from the adjoining bar and stumble upon what feels like collective hysteria. Turns out, it’s a concert. Aboriginal musicians completely fired up by some incredible music! There are just three of them, but they’re delivering a wall of sound that reminds us of South Africa’s finest neo-techno with a trance-like vibe. The crowd is wild! They’re singing in unison, screaming with joy. We get gently kicked out by security because we’re carrying our groceries, and they’re not having it. We promise ourselves we’ll come back once we’ve put them away in our little fridge.

Then we land. We end up finding plenty of nice things. It’s very possible we’ll like this place!

We head back to enjoy our post-battle Happy Hour. The concert’s over, but the crowd’s still riding the high. It’s indescribable. People are shouting across the room, screaming just for the fun of it—men and women alike. There’s pool, some beat-up arcade games being shaken like coconut trees. Dom and I feel like anthropologists. We’re pretty blown away. It’s epic! And the beer’s half the price it is elsewhere! We’ll definitely be back—that’s for sure!

We give up on finding a restaurant. Not sure they even exist, at least not this season. So, we’ve got a microwave—we eat at home on our little terrace, with a musical accompaniment from a massive orchestra of birds. It sounds amazing!

Hello Everyone!!

Is this American West dream finally going to come true? Illness and the loss of loved ones have forced us to cancel this trip several times over the past few years...

Here’s the rough outline I’m sharing with you—feel free to give constructive feedback!!

From April 20, 2025, to May 5, 2025, that’s 14 days on-site excluding flights.

D20: Flight from Lyon to Phoenix, night in Phoenix L21: Phoenix (visit the zoo, city, Apache Trail? The road is apparently closed??) night in Sedona M22: Sedona, night in Sedona M23: Depart for GC, visit GC, night in GC (no accommodation booked yet, same goes for the following visits) J24: Drive to MV, visit MV, night in Mexican Hat or? V25: End of MV, drive to Page, night in Page S26: Page—Antelope Canyon, Horseshoe Bend, Lake Powell, night in Page D27: Drive to Bryce, visit Bryce, night? L28: End of Bryce, depart for Zion (I’m wondering if it’s worth visiting Zion at the end of April—since the park is at high altitude, is there a risk of snow? Temperatures?) If we skip Zion, could we plan 2 days for Arches before heading to Bryce? Night in Springdale if Zion, otherwise drive to Valley of Fire, night? M29: Valley of Fire, then drive to LV, night in LV M30: Morning in LV, then drive to Death Valley, night in Furnace Creek? J1: Visit Death Valley, return to LV, night in LV And then we have 3 days left... where should we add them? More time in Arches and Zion? An extra day in Sedona? In Page? We’re not big hikers, so we won’t spend more than a day in each park.

Just to clarify: passports and ESTA are all set!!

Thanks for your advice! Best regards, Christophe

This adventure began during Covid... Yep, Covid turned a lot of things upside down, but most of all, it kept us cooped up for a few months and stopped us from traveling for a while—even longer for a die-hard fan of the American West like me.

While borders were closed, I started imagining what an ideal itinerary might look like—one that would string together all the Southwest must-sees in just two weeks, during the best time of year: September and October. When the U.S. announced in September 2021 that borders would reopen in the coming weeks, I regained hope and began scouting flight tickets for a departure in September 2022.

But here’s the thing: tackling solo hikes, each one tougher than the last, right in the heart of the Wilderness, could be a risky—even reckless—endeavor for a father of three. After a quick chat with some virtual friends who are just as passionate about the Southwest as I am, with good physical condition and nearly the same list of must-visit spots, Franck and his brother Sullivan were in! 🙂

In November, we snagged flight tickets from Nice to San Francisco for the modest sum of 400 €, and a few days later, I booked a Toyota Tacoma pickup for 840 € !

It’s not cheap for just 15 days, and a pickup isn’t exactly ideal for luggage, but the prices for full-size 4x4s have become totally outrageous! Due to border closures, rental companies had to offload a lot of these big 4x4s, which tourists love. Then, supply and demand did the rest !

Franck and I spent the winter and spring trying to cram the equivalent of three weeks of hikes into two. But even with physical limits, we had to stay reasonable! Three to four months before departure, we entered the lotteries for different must-see spots: The Subway, Coyote Buttes North (home to the famous Wave), and Coyote Buttes South (CBS).

The Wave is the holy grail for any Southwest enthusiast. Since 2015, we’ve tried our luck with the online and on-site lotteries about ten times, but the spots are unfortunately limited: just 20 per day. A glimmer of hope, though—since early 2022, that number has increased to 64 people allowed per day, with 48 spots awarded via the online lottery.

After all three of us tried our luck for The Wave, on June 1st at exactly 5 PM, I got an email that started with, "Congratulations! You were successful in the Coyote Buttes North (The Wave) September 2022 Permit Lottery at Coyote Buttes North (The Wave)...". At 5:01 PM, I called Franck, whose dream it’s been for over 20 years—ever since the first photos were published in a travel magazine! He didn’t believe me when I told him, and I had to forward the email for him to finally accept the unbelievable: we were going to The Wave and all the incredible spots scattered across the protected area of Coyote Buttes North.

I’ve already been to Coyote Buttes South twice, but there are areas I couldn’t explore in the middle of summer because they were too remote. So, I had no trouble letting my buddies convince me to go back for a third time. Plus, given how hard it is to access, we had no trouble securing a permit online as long as we logged in at exactly 8 PM on the dot!

For The Subway, all three of us struck out. No big deal—we won at CBN and CBS!

Among the sites to visit, there are two that I’m particularly attached to because I know my chances of wanting to see them again are slim. The first is Angel Arch, one of the most legendary arches in the Southwest, due to its remoteness from any trace of civilization. To get there, the recommended hike is Upper Salt Creek, and you’re looking at a 50 km round-trip in an area with no water (in September) and populated by bears.

The second site is the Hopi Salt Trail, in Navajo land, which, after a very tough hike, lets you marvel at the turquoise-blue waters of the Little Colorado before it meets the Colorado River. The Hopi Salt Trail is, like The Wave, the holy grail for any Southwest enthusiast, and the windows of opportunity to see the water in that magical color are very short each year. For this, you have to monitor the Little Colorado’s gauges downstream from Cameron: if the level stays at its lowest for 10 consecutive days—meaning no rain—you can hope for turquoise water. The ideal period rarely exceeds 30 days a year, and it’s usually in June that all the stars align.

But unfortunately, one month before departure, while the flow rate at Cameron looked promising, several storms in September dashed our hopes of doing the Hopi Salt Trail, even at the end of the road trip.

We still had two consolation prizes, though:

After a last-minute cancellation, while keeping an eye out for available spots for The Subway, it turned out that three spots opened up exactly on the day we’d planned to go—so we rushed to grab them!! Regarding the 4x4 rental, the prices for full-size models dropped by several hundred dollars, and we ended up finding a Chevrolet Tahoe for less than $1000. A steal and a serious boost in comfort, so we could store all our gear and food without worry!

Here’s the initial plan in a perfect world: D1 The White Domes - Camping D2 Sunrise at The White Domes - The Subway D3 Coyote Buttes North D4 Coyote Buttes South - White Pocket D5 Wahweap Hoodoos - Sidestep Canyon - Colourful Canyon - White Rocks - Sunset at Yellow Rock D6 Broken Bow Arch - Reflection Canyon D7 Coyote Gulch D8 The Volcano (or The Oasis - Zebra Slot Canyon if the weather’s good) - North Caineville Mesa D9 The Needles: Squaw Canyon - Lost Canyon combo - Druid Arch - Chesler Park D10 Upper Salt Creek Day 1 - Camping D11 Upper Salt Creek Day 2 D12 Hopi-Navajo Territory: Ha Ho No Geh Canyon, Coal Mine Canyon, Bends of the Little Colorado D13 Grand Canyon: South Kaibab Trail and Bright Angel Trail D14 Upper East Zion: East Temple Loop, Jughandle Arch, Center of the Universe, and Checkerboard Mesa Summit And several backup options in case of bad weather, including Spencer Trail, West Cove, and Buffington Pockets.

Enough talking—time for action!

Hello everyone,

What a pleasure to be back on VF after a few difficult years 😎 So, before diving into the topic, welcome back to VF and above all... keep going!

Well, I’m finally picking up my old habit of posting a new travel journal.

Before heading to Mexico in the summer of 2023 with my family (my partner and our two boys, aged 18 and 16), I had somehow convinced myself—though I can’t even remember why—that the Yucatán was too touristy, too cliché, too expensive, and overrated!

The country didn’t particularly appeal to me, but faced with my wife’s insistence—she’d been there years ago, before we met, and had promised to show our sons this incredible place—my arguments didn’t hold much weight.

And thank goodness, because I have to admit she was absolutely right to take us there! In the end, we encountered far fewer tourists than we’d feared (except at a few sites), and the prices, which we’d been told were geared toward American neighbors (US), turned out to be quite affordable. In short, it was pure joy on both counts. All that was left was for the trip itself to be beautiful and memorable—and it was...

1st stop: Isla Holbox and the whale sharks

Holbox (pronounced “Hol-bosh”) is a stunning island where you can relax in an enchanting setting.



Our main goal in coming to Holbox was to swim with whale sharks. So, the first thing we told our hotel, Los Arcos Holbox, upon arrival was to arrange an excursion with one of the island’s many tour operators: Glendy Tours Holbox. We set off the next morning, bright and early.

The itinerary for this outing is the same for all tour operators (and there are about thirty of them!): roughly two hours by speedboat, then snorkeling with the whale sharks, followed by another boat ride to Cabo Catoche for lunch, then more boating to a fish-filled snorkeling spot before heading back. In total, the excursion can take eight hours—or even longer.



Besides my two sons and me, there were only two other clients on board—a French couple. Our boat was one of the very first to leave, but after ten minutes, the pilot got a radio call. We turned back without any explanation, returning to the departure dock.

There, a young woman who clearly fancied herself a diva was waiting for us. She was Mexican and boarded the boat, snubbing all five of us while flirting with the pilot and guide, who were suddenly all eyes for her. We couldn’t understand how this diva had convinced our tour operator to turn the boat around just to pick her up when she hadn’t even booked and we were already far out. We left 20 minutes late.

The two-hour journey passed surprisingly quickly, and for good reason: we spotted dolphins six times! They were leaping out of the water as they moved. Pure joy. We stopped whenever they were near the boat.



The photo isn’t great—the ultra-wide-angle lens on my GoPro makes the dolphins look smaller—but at least I got a souvenir.

A few flying fish (exocets) also glided a meter or two above the water as we sped along. The false start was forgotten, and the day was off to a fantastic start in this stunning marine environment...

When we reached the area where the whale sharks were supposed to be, the guide explained that we’d now have to scan the sea until we spotted one. It could take five minutes or forty-five, he said, and if we were unlucky, we might not see any at all!

An hour and a half later—still nothing! The captain then headed toward a distant area where about twenty other boats were already gathered.

Sure enough, there was a juvenile whale shark (still a good eight meters long) there, and all the boats were lining up to approach it slowly, one by one, so as not to scare the animal. Each boat got about thirty seconds within a few meters of it, engine idling, before making way for the next. We were allowed to approach three times, but we weren’t permitted to dive in. That’s normal—such a crowd of divers around a single animal would stress it out, and here, whale sharks are protected by regulations: swimming with them is strictly controlled. There was even a coast guard boat with us at all times, monitoring everyone’s behavior.

We were torn between the luck of seeing such a magnificent animal, even from the surface, and the discomfort we felt about the absurd situation. All those boats lined up just to catch a fleeting glimpse of the shark for a few seconds—let’s be honest, it was ridiculous. In short, the whole thing was unpleasant, and probably even more so for the shark than for us, though it did keep gulping down kilos of plankton as if nothing were happening...

When it was our turn to approach, I dipped my GoPro into the water at arm’s length and framed the shot blindly, hoping for a decent image of the shark.



On the third and final approach, the sixth passenger on board—the one we’d had to turn back for ten minutes after departure—quietly spoke to the guide and captain after putting on her flippers (even though, I’ll remind you, no one was allowed to dive). She wanted them to ask the coast guard for permission to dive with the shark—just her! She whispered so we couldn’t hear what she was offering in exchange.

The two lackeys complied and shouted the request to the officials in front of all the other boats, with no shame whatsoever. With so many witnesses, the coast guard had no choice but to refuse. The diva wouldn’t let it go and asked them to insist, which they did, but the refusal was firm and final.

On the nearest boats, everyone had heard and was stunned. They openly mocked this bimbo who clearly had no shame. Hidden behind her star sunglasses, she responded with a dismissive smile. Pathetic.

The encounter with the shark ended, and we set off for Cabo Catoche, a site on Holbox Island where we were to have lunch.



We were a little disappointed not to have had the chance to see the usual school of whale sharks (they’re often dozens swimming together!), but that’s nature’s way, and we knew it.

And then, an unlikely stroke of luck: a boat ahead of us was putting divers in the water with a pair of adult whale sharks. We joined them, and while we were putting on our masks and snorkels, the guide briefed us. He said my sons and I would go first, followed by the French couple and the diva.

But Miss World, clearly unhappy with this order, quietly complained to the guide, who eventually switched the order. It didn’t bother us since we’d only get a minute in the water anyway—what’s a minute more or less?

So the three of them got in the water, and a moment later, they were done. My two sons and I, sitting on the edge of the boat with masks on and snorkels in our mouths, were ready to finally take the plunge. But instead of continuing to follow the shark, the captain was suddenly all eyes for Miss Silicone! He even let go of the wheel for a moment to help her back on board.

One of the two sharks had already left minutes earlier, and the second was swimming farther away. Other boats were arriving, and the captain went to join the queue 100 meters from the shark. Soon, even more boats showed up. There were way too many people, the shark left, and diving was no longer possible.

I was, of course, a little disappointed not to have fulfilled my long-time dream of swimming with a whale shark, even briefly. But I was mostly disgusted for my two boys, who had been so excited about it. I told the guide exactly what I thought and asked for compensation—not for missing out on swimming with the shark (you can never guarantee seeing one, nature isn’t at our beck and call), but for clearly skipping our turn to dive. He promised a refund.

At the end of the day, back on land, he dropped us all off, and as he was about to leave, I reminded him about the refund. He agreed again, calmly got back on board, and sped off as if nothing had happened—just him and the captain, two total cowards. I couldn’t believe it.

Of course, back at our hotel (which had booked this tour operator—Glendy Tours), I explained the situation and asked for my refund again. The receptionist called the manager, who arrived with the guide. Our runaway wasn’t so cocky anymore. Inside, I was fuming, but I kept my cool during the discussion that followed.

Right off the bat, I made a point of looking the so-called guide in the eyes while telling him he’d run off like a coward. I did my best to stay calm, speaking clearly, staring him down the whole time, and repeating several times that he was a coward, in front of the manager, who didn’t say a word. The guide had clearly been told by his boss to keep quiet because he didn’t utter a word during the entire twenty-minute conversation.

Anyway, I’ll spare you the details, but in the end, the manager only offered us another excursion the next day as compensation for the “inconvenience.” It was just snorkeling with fish, not another whale shark trip. He admitted their fault, but since we had to leave early the next morning and had other bookings for the rest of the trip, we couldn’t accept. And he refused to refund us.

On Tripadvisor, Glendy Tours has a mediocre rating (3 out of 5), but more importantly, it ranks 29th out of 36 nautical tour operators rated by customers. I was pretty upset with the hotel for booking such an amateur for us.



If you want to swim with whale sharks in Holbox, you might end up with Glendy Tours. And it might go well—I certainly hope so. But given the price of such an excursion (3,000 pesos per person, about 160 €!), I’d still suggest quickly checking online before you go to see which providers have the best ratings. You’ll have a much better chance of things going smoothly with the top-rated ones than with those as poorly ranked as Glendy Tours.

On the other hand, if you’re a beautiful young woman, you can choose them without worry—you’ll get better treatment than the rest of us...

To wrap up this excursion, I have to mention the “respect for nature” angle that all these tour operators highlight. They tell us they respect the whale sharks: only two or three people can dive at a time, and only for a few minutes, so as not to disturb these gentle giants...

We believed them before we left, but that’s not what we saw. When the sharks are hard to find except for one, everyone rushes it, and only the constant presence of the coast guard prevents the tour operators from putting their clients in the water.

Because for the second shark we saw, when the divers from our boat got out of the water and we left to join the queue while it was our turn to dive, other boats quickly arrived and started swarming the poor shark, which eventually left.

In other words, it’s clear these companies only respect the sharks when they’re being watched.

Boat reversing a meter away from a pelican

And for the snorkeling near Cabo Catoche, they attract fish daily by feeding them—a practice that’s normally discouraged. Afterward, these fish can’t feed naturally anymore and become dependent on Glendy Tours and its competitors.

A quick note on the rest of the excursion: Cabo Catoche (the site where we had lunch, on Holbox Island) is the northernmost point of the entire Yucatán. The place is paradise.



On the way back, we spent half an hour snorkeling at a site that turned out to be fish-filled only because the tour operators had the bad habit of feeding the fish. But this practice, which isn’t respectful of nature, is normally discouraged.



Plus, life jackets—like in many places in the Yucatán—are mandatory!!



As divers, we didn’t find the site very interesting, but objectively, it should delight those who aren’t used to putting their heads underwater in beautiful dive spots.

We hated feeling trapped in those life jackets, stuck at the surface, and for me, the highlight was swimming next to a pelican that wasn’t too shy—it was paddling right beside me in green water.

Anyway, it seems we can’t post more than 10 photos at once on VF, so I’ll come back with the rest of the journal in another message. Because after these early trip mishaps, the rest of the journey turned out to be magnificent...

Bonjour, Lors de mes recherches sur le net je suis tombé plusieurs fois sur ce forum donc je me suis dit que ce serait intéressant d'y demander de bons conseils. Après 3 années à partir en vacances avec nos Peugeot ns pliant et la volonté d'utiliser le moins possible la voiture nous avons décidé d'investir dans des vélos un peux plus sérieux, histoire d'aller encore plus loin avec plus d'efficacité ! Je trouve en occaz un ktm pour ma femme, cadre alu roues de 700 et fourche télescopique avec tous les œillets qui vont bien pour recevoir de l'équipement plus tard. Pour moi je trouve un bmc alpen challenge à 40mn de chez moi à un bon prix et sur place je succombe à cette beauté. Frein à disque hydraulique, cadre alu, roue 700, Shimano 105.... Bref une belle bête ! Sauf que finalement c'est un bout de bois et qu'après chaque sortie je ressent des douleurs aux cervicales. J'ai joué sur tout ce que j'ai pu pour m'y faire, raccourcie la potence avec un angle plus grand, ajouté des cornes, joué sur différents réglages de selle mais rien n'y fait. J'en conclue donc que le soucis ne vient peut être pas de la position plutôt sportive sur ce vélo mais bien le retour des chocs dans directement dans mes cervicales ! Nous envisageons de faire une partie de la Loire à vélo l'année prochaine et je ne me voit pas partir avec le bmc. Maintenant ce que j'en pense : à 43 ans j'ai été un peu prétentieux de prendre ce type de vélo hyper urbain pour finalement faire un peu de chemin. Maintenant les solutions et c'est là que j'ai besoin de vos conseils : soit je revend le bmc et je me retrouve un vélo moins typé sportif, soit je trouve un kit cadre et je dépouille le bmc qui est bien équipé. Cahier des charges : pour une utilisation mixte chemin + ou- roulant/ petite route à 20km/h maxi. En priorité je veux du confort, de bons freins car j'ai ma petite derrière moi, de quoi poser des sacoches avant par la suite, et un budget plutôt serré (disons 300/400e pour un kit cadre que je retrouverai en partie en revendant le bmc) ou 600/700e pour un vélo complet. Voilà vous savez tout, j'attends vos avis et vos expériences pour m'aider dans mes choix.... Merci !

Je vous donne rendez-vous ici pour vos photos hors concours, pour discuter, échanger, conseiller, apprendre et s'amuser 😛

Le concours se passe par-là: https://voyageforum.com/v.f?post=10330487;a=10330487

Je suis à la retraite depuis novembre 2019. Je mets ce temps libre à profit pour (entre autre) compiler notes et photos prises ces dernières années pendant nos vadrouilles autour du monde. Ça date un peu, mais devrait conserver son intérêt, le plupart des endroits visités restent accessibles de la même façon qu'alors.

dimanche 25 septembre 2016

Le réveil à 3h30 est un moment extrêmement pénible. C’est pas du tout dans mes plages horaires ! Mais il fallait bien ça ! On va se rendre compte au long des interminables files d’attente que de monter dans cet avion avant 6 heures va devenir un challenge qui va très vite me mettre sous tension! Ensuite, il n’y a plus qu’à s’affaler sur son fauteuil avec un bon casque sur les oreilles, à écouter de la musique, tout en jetant un coup d’œil au splendide lever du soleil qui déverse ses teintes de rouge jusque sur les parois de l’appareil…



A Majorque, c’est une longue attente de plus de quatre heures, avant de prendre le vol pour Minorque. C’est long ! Sans dire que l’administration aéroportuaire s’est distribuée le budget « chaises » pour s’offrir le tout dernier 4*4 de chez Porsche !



On arrive enfin à destination. Quand l’avion atterrit, il est 14 heures, l’atmosphère est sombre. Dominique et moi, on se regarde, les hublots sont constellés de petites bulles d’eau…Il pleut. Des trombes ! Il fait froid… Ambiance !



La voiture de chez Herz est une voiture complètement neuve avec GPS et surtout un connecteur MP3. Ça suffit tout à fait à me consoler ! En remontant vers le nord, on s’aperçoit qu’au fil du trajet le climat change complètement. Au nord il fait beau ! L’hôtel est une ancienne ferme retapée à neuf.



La chambre qu’on nous propose nous laisse cependant dubitatifs. Sans savoir trop pourquoi. Probablement l’absence de balcon. On décide d’aller négocier. Et ça marche. L’upgrade est spectaculaire, la chambre est superbe!



En fait, c’est un petit appartement. Il y a même une cuisine.



La mer est à 2km500. On décide de les faire à pied. On arrive au petit village qui entoure la Cala Morell. Les maisons sont toutes blanches. Même les toits. Il n’y a aucune exception et c’est assez joli…



Nous n’avons pas mangé de la journée, alors, quand le patron du resto qui donne sur la plage nous annonce qu’il ferme ses cuisines à 17 heures, soit dans cinq minutes, on se laisse immédiatement embarquer pour un dîner. Une nourriture oubliable, un vin qui pique, mais dans un décor grandiose…

Bonjour à tous, Ce carnet, je ne pensais pas le rédiger, à mon retour de Bolivie. Certains d’entre vous le savent d’ailleurs. Trop amère, trop choquée.

Et puis heureusement, le temps fait son affaire et estompe les mauvais souvenirs pour laisser principalement les bons. Rédiger ce carnet m’aide aussi je pense à tourner la page sur certains (très) mauvais moments, quand bien même ils datent déjà de huit mois. Certains épisodes auront été riches en émotions….

La Bolivie, j’en rêvais depuis plusieurs années. Envie de grands espaces, de nature, de kaléidoscope coloré. Envie de voir des lamas, des viscaches, des vigognes, des condors. Envie de voir les lagunes, LE salar, les couleurs du désert de Dali. Envie de découvrir l’Amérique du Sud et ce pays encore peu prisé des touristes. Envie de réaliser ce voyage tel que nous le pouvons sans nos enfants : peu de réservations d’hôtels, du camping sauvage et un itinéraire décidé pour les grandes étapes mais ajusté au jour le jour selon nos coups de cœur.

Les carnets lus au fil des mois confirmaient que le Sud Lipez reste accessible en individuel et autonome, même s’il est évidemment préférable de voyager à deux voitures. Mes beaux-parents acceptant de venir garder nos fils quelques jours avant le début des vacances scolaires de la Toussaint, je commence à organiser dès le mois de mai un périple de 16 jours entiers sur place. Depuis plusieurs mois, je m’étais forgé un début d’itinéraire selon ces différents critères :

J’exclus La Paz. Nous visiterons la capitale lors d’un futur voyage au Pérou où nous ajouterons quelques étapes nord-boliviennes. Je choisis d’atterrir à Santa Cruz de la Sierra avant de reprendre dans la foulée un avion pour Sucre. En effet, notre loueur de voiture, Biz Rent a Car, est situé à Sucre et a bonne réputation sur forum, notamment grâce à l’une des employées, Alejandra et sa maîtrise du français. Je prévois la majorité de notre temps dans le Sud Lipez afin de pouvoir admirer notamment les lagunes et le salar. Le carnet d’AirOne me donne envie de découvrir Tajira, région viticole et par conséquent plus verdoyante que le Sud Lipez désertique. Je réserve auprès de Vicente deux nuits dans sa ferme-auberge à Rosillas et un trek d’une journée permettant d’observer les condors Difficultés d’acclimatation liées à l’altitude : ne pas atterrir à La Paz permet déjà d’éviter une mise dans le bain d’entrée à 3600 mètres. Il sera plus aisé d’atterrir à Santa Cruz (416 mètres) et même Sucre (2750 mètres), d’autant que nous prévoyons de partir rapidement sur la région de Tajira (1900 mètres).

L’Amérique du Sud offrant plusieurs pays nous attirant depuis quelques années, mon mari a commencé à apprendre l’espagnol deux ans auparavant. Heureusement, car nous n’avons rencontré que très peu de Boliviens parlant (un peu) l’anglais. Comme beaucoup de voyageurs, nous avions téléchargé des cartes sous Maps.me qui une fois stockées sur les téléphones permettent de circuler sans accès au réseau.

J’apprends dans le courant de l’été 2019 que les élections présidentielles auront lieu pendant notre séjour. Soit ! Ce ne sera pas notre premier voyage en pleine campagne présidentielle. Au départ, je n’y prête pas tellement attention. Et puis fin août, Carmen (Ticapi) m’apprend qu’il sera interdit de circuler lors du premier tour des élections, le dimanche 20 octobre. Après consultation de mon ébauche d’itinéraire, nous avions justement prévu de repartir ce jour-là de Rosillas pour rejoindre Tupiza avant d’enchaîner sur le Sud Lipez. Avec seize jours sur place, nous n’avions pas envie de « perdre » une journée à Rosillas et reporter notre départ d’une journée. Il était également difficile de prévoir le trek le dimanche 20 car Vincent nous a précisé qu’en raison des élections, les villageois ne seraient pas disponibles pour faire office de guide dans la montagne. Il nous fallait trouver un endroit où nous pourrions passer la journée entière sans utiliser la voiture. Pas si simple. Alors finalement, plutôt qu’entamer notre séjour par Rosillas, cette étape sera la dernière de notre voyage. Nous devons atterrir à Sucre le matin du mercredi 17 et je prévois d’y séjourner deux jours. Direction ensuite Tupiza puis Guadalupe et enfin la laguna Celeste où nous resterons la fameuse journée des élections présidentielles à randonner dans les environs. Ça, c’était le programme initial. Ça ne s’est pas tout à fait déroulé ainsi !

Allez, quelques photos pour, peut-être, vous donner envie de poursuivre la lecture de ce carnet 🙂

C'est un voyage qui date un peu, mais il se trouve que les circonstances de la vie m'offrent du temps libre... L'occasion de replonger dans mes souvenirs et partager un voyage qui reste probablement d’actualité même si nous habitons un monde qui change de plus en plus vite...

dimanche 4 juin 2017 Mulhouse-Kigali

Le décollage approche, il faut choisir son Macron, heu, je voulais dire, son livre, pardon. Bon, dans la France du mois de juin 2017, cela revient strictement au même…



09:30 embarquement 11:20 Départ Basel Turkish Airlines (TK1924) 3 heures de vol 15:20 Arrivée Istanbul (heure locale) Changement d'Avion 18:35 TK 569 Turkich Airline

durée 6h30



00:05 Arrivée: Kigali (KGL), Kigali, Rwanda

Je précise que le mobile de ce voyage est que ma sœur vit à Kigali depuis quelques années. Son mari travaille "dans la diplomatie". Nous sommes attendus à l’aéroport par un chauffeur de l’ambassade. Ma soeur nous avait dit qu’ils seraient au lit, que la maison était ouverte et des infos pour retrouver sans aide notre chambre. Ceux qui connaissent mon célèbre sens de l’orientation ont déjà deviné que je suis allé me vautrer directement dans la chambre de nos hôtes…

lundi 5 juin 2017

Kigali C’est le lendemain qu’on a vraiment réalisé qu’on était en Afrique...



Bon, mais faut manger…On part faire des courses en ville, excellent moyen de prendre la température de l’endroit…Avec ma soeur, c’est tout de suite magouilles et compagnies…Elle me fait changer ma bonne vieille puce Bouygues contre une puce MTN locale. Elle alpague ensuite un gamin dans la rue qui tape sur mon clavier des suites de chiffres cabalistiques pour m’ouvrir les chemins d’une 3g low cost…





Comme souvent dans les pays qui se sont déversés dans le courant consumériste trop vite, les villes sont un gigantesque foutoir où l’architecture s’inspire beaucoup des gâteaux à la meringue, on côtoie le pire et le meilleur, un flot d’humains qui se débattent pour survivre, des raz de marée de véhicules, gigantesques 4*4 en concurrence avec des myriades de deux roues hétéroclites…C’est une ambiance, à l’africaine, des sonos déversent de la rumba congolaise, des types jouent au tam-tam…



Partout des portefaix s’activent avec des montagnes posées sur la tête…



On arrive au marché. Ma sœur y est en territoire connu, négocie, interpelle

Sitôt déconfinés, on a mis le cap sur la côte bretonne, projet qui avait dû être reporté pour cause de corona. Et dès notre arrivée, on a souhaité aller sur l'île de Bréhat pour la découvrir avec le minimum de visiteurs. Alors, on a commencé par réserver nos billets sur le net, réservation obligatoire pour permettre d'organiser les traversées en respectant au mieux les mesures de sécurité sanitaire. Dès 9h30, on embarquait à l'Arcouest pour une traversée de 10 minutes en direction de Bréhat. Notre arrivée au port clos de Bréhat s'est faite dans la brume. On a posé le pied sur une île mystérieuse.





Ne sachant pas précisément combien de temps il nous faudrait pour faire le tour de l'île à pied, on a fait le choix d'aller d'abord jusqu'au phare du Paon , au nord, à l'opposé de l'embarcadère. On a donc traversé le village, emprunté nombre de petits chemins et admiré les jardins et les sentiers fleuris. Bréhat, c'est l'île des fleurs.







A notre arrivée au phare du Paon la brume commence à se dissiper. On découvre une côte sauvage, magnifique!







On poursuit notre découverte. Au bord d'un chemin, on complète notre pique- ni que en achetant des fraises du pays.

Et on s'installe sur une petite plage, pour recharger les batteries avant de repartir sur les chemins.

Un voyage organisé en 16 jours, effectué à une belle période au Myanmar cad janvier-février 2018.

Circuit somme toute classique: Yangoon, lac inle, Bagan, Mandalay

Bonjour à tous,

Mon voyage initial (Madagascar) étant tombé à l'eau j'étudie un plan B.

Je me suis dis "où est-ce que je rêve d'aller mais en y renonçant parce que trop touristique et qui ne soit pas trop loin ???" et là tout de suite Santorin m'est venu à l'esprit, ainsi que les Cyclades.😎 En effet, pas de croisière et une Europe qui se rouvre doucement devrait être une opportunité d'aller dans ces îles magiques sans croiser trop de monde.

Du coup j'ai élaboré rapidement un programme qui va du 23 juillet au 3 août. Arrivée et départ depuis Santorin (puisqu'il y a un vol direct Zurich - Santorin).

Cela pourrait ressembler à ça: J1 arrivée à Santorin J2 Santorin -> Sifnos J3 à 6 (soit 4 jours pleins) Sifnos J7 Sifnos - Amorgos. J8 et 9 Amorgos J10 Amorgos -> Santorin J11 à 13 Santorin (soit 3 jours, le départ du vol retour étant J13 à 20h45).

Je trouve qu'il manque 1 jour à Amorgos, mais je ne peux plus en rajouter, donc soit j'en enlève 1 à Sifnos, soit 1 à Santorin ??? Qu'en pensez-vous ?

Dans quel village me conseillez-vous de loger sur chacune d'elles ? Pour Amorgos je pensais Aegiali parce que c'est là qu'il y a le club de plongée sous-marine. Pour le reste je n'ai pas encore étudier.

Par avance merci 🙂

Déréclusion !

Je ne suis pas à un néologisme près.

Parce que j’me demande : Suis-je libre ? En liberté surveillée ? Contrainte ? Coercition sanitaire et salubrité publique... J’crois que secouer les peurs est mille fois plus efficace qu’un bracelet électronique. Voir le monde entier en pause, je ne pensais pas le vivre. Je comprends aujourd’hui avec quelle rapidité pourrait s’installer une dictature.

J’me demande pourquoi je ne ressens aucune crainte, pourquoi je me sens à mille lieux des peurs dont j’entends parler. Suis-je normale ? Suis-je inconsciente ? J’ai vu des gens avec un masque en voiture, mettre des gants pour tenir un chariot de magasin, où s’arrête le bon sens ? C’est quand même horripilant de se sentir infantilisé. Quand j’entends toutes ces sommités parler, j’ai l’impression qu’elles s’adressent à une population de mômes.

Parait que certains sont porteurs sains et transmettent le virus, paraît que certains ont eu la maladie sans s’en apercevoir et ont des anticorps, paraît que certains ont été malades et ont développé des anticorps, paraît que certains n’ont jamais été en contact et ne seront jamais malades, paraît qu’il faut qu’il y ait 60 % au moins de gens avec des anticorps pour l’immunité collective. Ca s’appelle RO lala.

Et beaucoup sont morts et au regard de l’humanité sur nos plus de 7 milliards, c’est une goutte. Une goutte d’acide et de chagrin pour les familles et amis des décédés, c’est certain. Des cataractes de panique pour des millions d’autres qui tremblent d’entendre un reniflement ou un éternuement. J’me demande aussi combien sont morts de faim et de maladie dans le même temps et aussi combien vont mourir des dégâts induits par le monde à l’arrêt.

Combien de pandémies ont-elles eu lieu sans que le monde occidental ne bouge un cil ? Un virus à la volette et qui disparaîtra comme tous les virus avant qu’un autre ne prenne le relais. C’est ainsi depuis toujours.

Ma solution : je respecte les peurs et angoisses des autres. Je respecte les consignes assenées à longueur de temps. Mais dans l’absolu, au fond de ma p’tite tête, j’pense tout autre chose et me tiens coite.

Bonjour à tous les amoureux de voyage,

Je me propose de vous faire partager notre voyage au Guatemala, pays assez peu renseigné sur VF. Je l’agrémenterai de quelques photos (tablette) sans prétention qui se veulent seulement illustratives et je demande par avance votre indulgence.

Initialement nous avions opté pour un périple au Pérou en février. Les agences contactées ont eu l’honnêteté, et nous les en remercions, de nous indiquer que cela n’était pas une bonne période pour se rendre sur les plateaux andins. Après une longue hésitation nous avons orienté nos recherches vers le Guatemala et le Honduras et avons pris des contacts avec 2 agences francophones à Antigua pour des propositions et des devis. Très vite nous avons retenu « Bon Voyage » plus réactive et nettement moins chère que sa consœur. Après plusieurs itérations avec Arnaud (patron de l’agence) nous avons convergé vers un circuit de 16 j entre le 6/2 et le 21/2/2020.

Jour 1 :

Pour les vols internationaux nous avions le choix entre une escale aux USA ou à Madrid. Pour à peine plus cher (660 €/p) et un temps de vol bien plus court nous avons finalement choisi IBERIA au détriment des compagnies et contraintes (ESTA et douane) américaines. De plus les vols IBERIA sont au départ (et retour) d’Orly plus commode pour nous.

L’horaire de départ étant très matinal nous décidons de dormir à Orly. L’hôtel Ibis Budget « cœur d’Orly » fera l’affaire. Disons le, c’est cher pour un hôtel de ce type (entrée de gamme) mais il a le mérite de servir le PdJ à partir de 4 h. Cet horaire nous permet de garer notre voiture dans un parking de la zone industriel de Senia et une navette nous dépose à l’aéroport vers 6h. Le vol Orly - Madrid part à 7h30 et nous attendrons 3h pour prendre celui qui nous mènera à Guatemala City où nous arrivons vers 17 h (heure locale soit – 7h de décalage. Ces vols seront sans histoire ni retard. A notre arrivée, Luis notre chauffeur, nous attend. Son sourire et sa gentillesse nous séduisent de suite. Il est chargé de nous conduire à Antigua. Mais les routes à cette heure sont saturées et nous mettrons plus de 2h pour parvenir à Antigua pourtant distante de moins de 40 km de la capitale. Il nous dépose à l’hôtel Posada San Pedro dans lequel nous résiderons 5 nuits durant notre séjour. L’hôtel n’a que 8 chambres et ne sert pas de PdJ mais il est bien situé (7ième avenue) et il dispose d’un joli jardin intérieur et d’un solarium. La chambre n’est pas très grande mais offre une vue directe sur le volcan Fuego en activité permanente. Des fumées s’en échappent régulièrement et parfois des rougeurs nous signalent des coulées de lave. Sitôt arrivés nous nous couchons pour être d’attaque le lendemain.

Jour 2 :

Notre première tâche est de trouver le lieu de notre PdJ car l’hôtel ne propose pas ce service. Il s’agit du restaurant « Viejo Café » dans la 6ième avenue. Ce lieu regroupe une boulangerie et un joli patio où sont servis les PdJ. L’offre est excellente et le service souriant. Tant mieux car nous y reviendrons à maintes reprises. Nous avons RDV avec notre agent de voyage dont nous faisons la connaissance. Il nous fourni un roadbook très détaillé de notre périple avec une carte détaillée pour chaque ville étape, une liste de restaurants qu’il recommande, les lieux à visiter, les recommandations (sûreté, banques, …) et un téléphone pour le joindre en cas de nécessité. Nous rejoignons ensuite un guide francophone qui nous fait découvrir cette jolie ville d’Antigua classée par l’UNESCO. Il nous fait un historique de la cité bâtie par les Espagnols et nous indique comment s’orienter le plan des rues, toutes pavées, s’apparente à celui des villes américaines et elles se coupent toutes à angle droit. Comme à New York la 5ième avenue est la principale artère de la ville. Nous visitons successivement l’église Merced, son monastère, son jardin et sa terrasse d’où l’on peut contempler les 3 volcans qui entourent la ville. L’église bâtie en 1548 a été détruite puis restaurée plusieurs fois suite aux nombreux séismes qui ont frappé la ville, le plus récent datant de 1976, sa façade est jaune et ornée de nénuphars. Puis notre visite se poursuit par le monastère dont il ne subsiste que des ruines. Au milieu de la cour centrale, on découvre une fontaine monumentale elle aussi en forme de nénuphar.



Pour profiter du panorama sur 3 volcans, nous gravissons les marches qui mènent à la terrasse. Puis nous gagnons la « Plaza mayor » cernée par de beaux édifices bâtis par les Espagnols, allant de la mairie à la cathédrale de la ville.

Nous passons devant le musée du chocolat avant de faire une halte pour découvrir le plus beau « Mac Do » du monde logé dans une magnifique hacienda d’époque avec un grand patio fleuri.





Cela change des établissements habituels de cette marque.

On arpente les rues de la ville, occasion de découvrir des demeures coloniales splendides aux patios intérieurs abondamment fleuris,





de voir un nombre impressionnant d’églises détruites par les tremblements de terre. Elles ne sont pas reconstruites faute de moyens pour les entretenir mais elles témoignent de l’emprise de la religion catholique sur le pays.



Notons à ce propos que l’on verra par la suite beaucoup de temples protestants de différentes obédiences, tout comme aux USA.

Nous sommes le xx xx xxxx, jour de votre déconfinement, vous êtes guéri ou n'avez jamais été en contact avec le virus couronné. Qu'imaginez-vous faire en premier ? 😛

(Par simplicité, nous allons partir du principe que votre région est redevenue comme avant à défaut du monde.)

(October 2018).

This account of a short stay in Kenya was originally meant for our friends and family, but to pass the time—for both us and you—and to add some content to the increasingly quiet columns of Voyage Forum during these weeks of confinement, when travelers can only journey in their minds, we decided to share the 25 pages of my ramblings, illustrated with Yolande’s photos, from an extraordinary stay in the Maasai Mara National Reserve. We waited until the two previous discussions on this same topic, filled with stunning photos and started by Régis and then Claire—sometimes in agreement, sometimes differing but always full of insights—had quieted down a bit before jumping in. Well, we’ll give it a try.

Let’s clarify: one of us claims to be a beginner photographer, and the other is just an unrepentant dreamer and modest writer. We often pursued our passions separately—Yolande with her mentor and me with an incomparable tracker—so sometimes the photos don’t quite match the text, or vice versa.

We hope you enjoy reading this lengthy post, which is longer than usual in VF’s sections (except, of course, for Mr. Voyajou). A thousand apologies for straying off the beaten path.

Alright, here we go!

Bonjour à tou(te)s,

Tout d'abord, un grand merci 😉 à Joska, Sarnia, Toilapol, 4yne, Musclass, Maclaro et les autres membres VF dont j'ai regardé les CR et qui m'ont aidé dans la préparation et l'attente de ce voyage.

Je me lance donc dans un petit résumé de notre croisière en Antarctique à bord du Boreal qui s’est déroulée du 26 février au 7 mars 2020. Cette croisière était en partenariat avec National Geographic.

Nous sommes revenus émerveillés de ce voyage 😇 qui s’est très bien passé. Nous avons eu une équipe de naturalistes et un équipage formidables à tous les points de vue 😎 : navigation, hôtellerie/restauration, animation…

Nous avons eu une traversée du Drake très mouvementée 🏴‍☠️ à l’aller (creux de 7 mètres, vent à 60 nœuds) mais nous avons été récompensés par une météo exceptionnelle 😄 en Antarctique.

Nous avons pu faire tous les jours deux sorties (sauf en Mer de Weddell, un seul débarquement), voire quatre pour nous 😇 l’avant-dernier jour en Péninsule car nous avons eu la chance de pouvoir faire du kayak sans supplément de prix.

La faune était au rendez-vous : manchots bien sûr, baleines très nombreuses, orques, phoques de Weddell, crabier, léopard, otaries, damiers du Cap…Un bonheur !

La carte de la croisière :



Brown Bluff



Balade en zodiac, Baie de Brialmont



Rorqual à bosse



Baie de la Salpétrière

Port Charcot



A bientôt pour la suite...😉

Bonjour,

Ce carnet qu'en principe je n'aurais pas du faire, il m'a été soufflé par certains membres de VF et en ces temps troublés de Covid-19, nous en avons justement du temps, quoi que pour certains pour une fois ils croulent sous le travail (il se reconnaîtra 😇)

Je vais vous conter (un bien grand mot pour moi, vu que je ne suis pas très à l'aise avec les mots) ce périple vous amènera à Banaue et ses magnifiques rizière en terrasses, au sud sur l'île de Siargao et au centre à sur l'île de Panglao

Il n'y aura pas d'animaux pétrifiés, de rochers à perte de vue et de champignons hallucinogènes (elle se reconnaitra)

Il a commencé par un vol à destination de Manilles via Doha,



Une photo qui aurait eu sa place sur sans problème sur passenger shaming, ils nous a fait une très grande prestation jusqu'à Doha





On se retrouve bientôt à Manille 🙂