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Coût de la vie et itinéraire au Guatemala English translation pending
by Juliotte · 2006-01-07 · 18 replies
J en suis au tout debut de mes recherches et attends avec impatience que l on m envoie le Lonely Planet Guatemala.J aurais aime connaitre les endroits interessants et qui sortent des sentiers battus au Guatemala. J imagine qu il y a des incontournables, comme partout.Ah oui...et les prix?j ai des references idiotes comme le prix d une biere, une nuit d hotel mais ca ne veut pas dire grand chose, tout depend du standing, un casado par exemple...Merci pour votre future aide.
Donne informations sur la Californie English translation pending
by CLick · 2006-01-07 · 10 replies
Bonjour a tous, nous sommes de passage en californie 15 jours, nous pouvons vous donnez des renseignements pour san Francisco, los angeles... Et pour ceux qui sont dans le coin on se boit une biere quand vous voulez.😉 ++
Retour du Gran Bahia Principe Punta Cana English translation pending
by Coccinelle12 · 2005-12-20 · 10 replies
Bonjour à tous, Je suis revenu de Punta Cana du Gran Bahia Principe le 16 décembre. C’est un endroit super. Tout est neuf alors les chambres sont assez grandes et avec tout ce dont on a besoin, mini-bar, empli à tous les jours, bière, liqueur et eau. Bain tourbillon, mais pas de « fan » dans la salle de bain…pas toujours fameux ça!!!!Un petit coin salon, une table avec chaise aussi. Un assez grand balcon, mais nous avions la vue sur le chantier de construction. Mais enfin!!!! Le loby de l’hôtel est très spacieux….avec plein de chaises confortables ainsi que des divans en quantité industrielle. Pour les restos à la carte, je vous suggère grandement le Japonais « Le Mikado » c’est super, et très propre, très bon aussi, on vois ce qu’il nous prépare alors c’est super. Nous avons aussi été au café de paris, bien aussi. Le troisième était le steak house….pas fameux…dû à la qualité de la viande là-bas…..oufffffff pour les autres je ne sais pas…Le buffet est tiède, comme certaine personne avait déjà cité sur le site Très désagréable. Y’a aussi l’odeur que dégage les plantes….ça me levait le cœur…mais y’en a pas partout.

Pour les souvenirs à acheter….ne les prenez pas dans les petites boutiques sur le site….les petites maisons de couleurs…y’a des vendeurs républicains….ils sont tellement sansues….vous croirez pas….vous osez les regarder 2 secondes…et ils croient que vous voulez absolument acheter…très fatiguant…attendez plutôt d’aller chez Viviane, une boutique qui appartient à une Québécoise, les prix sont meilleurs le choix aussi et elle nous conseilles dans une langues que l’on comprend…. « le français » c’est notre conseillère de T.M.R qui nous là conseillée. Une petite voiture viens nous chercher à l’hôtel et nous ramène après notre magasinage. Pour les excursions, nous avons fait le marinarium, nager avec les requins…SUPER. Le guide est un montréalais…Sharkie il est formidable et très sympathique, …nous avons ADORÉ.Nous sommes aussi aller à l’île de Saona.Bien mais nous étions trop à bord du catamaran….les guides ne se sont pas vraiment occupé de nous….environ 1 :30hres en catamaran, ensuite arrivé pour le diner sur l’île, buffet bien ordinaire….pour le prix…ensuite plage d’une beauté spectaculaire….baignade le reste de l’après-midi, départ vers 3hres en petit bateau (hors bord) c’était vrai le fun…nous sommes arrêté dans le milieu de l’océan pour se baigner et prendre un drink. Retour à l’hôtel vers 7hres après 2 hres d’autobus, assez stressant avec toute cette circulation….. Sur 7 jours nous avons eu une journée complètement nuageuse. Chaque matin par contre..c’était nuageux…mais ça se dégageait assez rapidement. Pour le retour à montréal…c’était un peu plus compliqué car nous somme revenue la journée de la tempête le 16 décembre. Notre avion a eu 1 :30hres de retard. Nous sommes arrivé à Montréal à 20 :25hres mais avons sorti de l’avion seulement vers 21 :45hres….épouvantable…le service de déneigement à Montréal était incapable de fournir….désastreux…. Voilà en général le résumé de ma semaine au Gran bahia principe. Si vous avez des questions je suis à votre disposition. Bye, Coccinelle
Hôtel Gran Bahia Principe English translation pending
by Coccinelle12 · 2005-11-21 · 6 replies
J'ai lu sur le site quicomulysse, beaucoup de détail sur cet hôtel, et la plupart on apprécié et y retournerait. J'ai lu que dans les chambres, il y avait un petit frigo, et qu'il y avait des choses à l'intérieur, comme bière, liqueur, jus, es-ce que ces choses sont gratuite???? ou es-ce comme dans certain hôtel, du Québec ou ailleurs, qu'il faut payer le tout à la fin de notre séjour??? les prix sont épouvantablement hauts. Bye, Coccinelle12
Prestations des compagnies aériennes en baisse English translation pending
by Smokey · 2005-10-02 · 23 replies
😉les prestations des cie aeriennes pour le moins celles de U A sont en baisse plus d'alcool sauf a mettre 4 euros pour siroter un apero ou une biere, pas de journeaux au depart, a ce demander ou cela va s'arreter si d'autres cie ne font pas de meme merci de le dire comme ca a prix egal je saurai quoi faire la prochaine fois😏 smokey
Voyager routard au Paraguay: où dormir? English translation pending
by Nounours · 2005-08-24 · 8 replies
peu t'on facilement voyager en routard au paraguay, toile de tente ou pas, sinon ou dormir, qu'elles regions ' securité, bonne adresse ? merci !
Hôtel Grand Flamenco by Occidental English translation pending
by Raclai · 2005-08-06 · 2 replies
s'il ya quelqu'un qui est allé au grand flamenco by occidental, est-ce qu'elle pourrait me dire si dans le mini bar, s'il y a de la biere a part de l'eau et la boisson gaseuze. merci
Bangalore (Inde): visa, serpents, moustiquaire, contacts, Internet, banques et tel mobile! English translation pending
by Edleparisien · 2005-07-09 · 2 replies
Hello les amis !

J'ai donc mes dates, je part de roissy le 4 aout, je revient le 23 janvier :-)

Trois semaines de baroudage en janvier, cooooolllll.

Les questions: qui sera a Bangalore de aout à janvier et qui veut boire une biere avec moi ? quelle est la bonne banque pour deposer tous ses sous ? parait que y a des serpents donc existe il des moustiquaires integrales fermant du sol au plafond ??? j'aime pas les beeeetes ! possible d'avoir internet haut debit chez soi ? possible d'avoir et chez qui pour tel mobile ? est ce possible sur un week end de faire un saut à Pondichery ? Ca prend combien de temps ? je transit à Bombay, c comment l'aeroport la bas ? mon apn est mort, je dois en acheter un autre. Les expat, quel apn solide utilisez vous ?

Merci !

Ed
Les frigidaires au Barcelo Solymar English translation pending
by Tweety0404 · 2005-06-09 · 6 replies
Bonjour !!!

J'aimerais savoir si dans les chambres d'hôtel du BARCELO SOLYMAR, on retrouve juste de l'eau dans le frigidaire ou si il y'a aussi de la liqueur et de la bière !!!

Merci beaucoup de prendre le temps de me répondre !!!!

Tweety0404 😉
coutumes d'argentine English translation pending
by Caracol · 2005-03-03 · 9 replies
SAlut a tous, j'ai une recherche sur l'argentine et j'aimerais qu'on m'aide a trouver des coutumes de l'argentine

merci🤪
de retour du Grand Playa Turquesa English translation pending
by Francine27 · 2005-02-23 · 9 replies
Bonjour a tous

Nous sommes revenue en fin de semaine du Grand Playa Turquesa, et Je vais vous en parlez en essayant de vous informer le plus que possible, L’hotel est super, les chambres propres, dans chaque chambre il y a un séchoir, 4 bière, 2 orangade, 2 coke.et 2 bouteilles d’eaux, ils ne remplassent pas la liqueur et les bières il vous redonne de l’eau mais c’est tout,

Allez tout de suite en arrivant réserver vos table pour les soupers a la carte les places sont dur a avoir, nous n’avons que manger au grill et a l’italien et c’est le Grill qui est le meilleur même quand on en parle avec les autres c’est le meilleur a la carte. Le jour si vous êtes tanner du buffet vous pouvez aller manger au Grill il servent hot dog et hambergeur, ce n’est pas la meme viande que nous mais c’est bon et ca fait vraiment changement du buffet. Les piscines sont superbe la mer, est belle aussi, froide avec des un peu d'algues mais belle pareille .Gros Gros conseil a tous apportez-vous une grosse tasse en plastique, du genre tasse de café le matin, beaucoup de gens en apporte, pourquoi me demanderez vous et bien il vous servent des verres de bière dans de petit verre en plastique alors imaginer combien de fois ont se lève pour allez chercher des verres. Nous avons adorer notre voyage, mais n'allez pas la pour la bouffe, pour l'animation il y en a mais pas beaucoup a des heures précises, et ce n'est pas toujours bien indiquer, mais le personnel est super. Pour la femme de chambre moi j'avais apporter du linge que je ne portais plus et chaque jour je lui laissais sur l'oreiller avec sa carte. Ils sont limiter dans leur achat, et il ne peuvent pas s'acheter tout se qu'ils veulent, on m'a dit qu'il avait droit a ex; 5 pantalons par année, alors en leurs laissant du linge casquette, tout se qui peux pour nous nous sembler habituelle pour eux est exceptionnel. Si vous avez d'autre question ne vous gênez pas. bye bye et bon voyage.

ps; apportez vous un petit cadran, il n'y a aucune heure, je sais qu'en vacance c'est bien de ne pas avoir l'heure mais pour les restos a la carte vous avez des heures je vous avoue que c'est pratique.

Francine
On était là, soudain, très loin English translation pending
by Erwanmm · 2005-02-06 · 1 reply
Bon et bien voilà. Le barroudeur a Paris. C'est étrange ce site... je ne peux pas m'empêcher que beaucoup d'entre vous sont comme toutes ces personnes avec qui j'ai partagé une bière ou un petit bout d'humanité là-bas. "La-bas"... Ca va faire cliché mais Kerouac avait raison sur quelques points: "il n'avait nulle part où allait sinon partout" et surtout "je n'avais rien à offrir à personne que ma propre confusion".

Je m'adresse à vous parce que je pense que vous pouvez comprendre ça. Ce sentiment bizarre que l'on n'existe qu'à l'étranger et que tout son être est tourné vers ailleurs. Je demande pas de compatissance psychanalytique, mais DIANTRE, le monde putain! Rien n'a de sens mais tout est beau. Ca ne sert à rien de raconter ce que j'ai vécu car vous le savez à votre façon.

Je ne vois décidemment pas où je veux en venir, mais la vie me manque un peu ce soir,

et voici l'heure où la nuit anesthésie le monde et berce les coeurs légers.

Je rêve de voyages, de pouvoir vomir au fond d'un trou paumé, de me sentir exister donc.

Tout ca me manque, je pars bientôt, heureusement.

Il est 3h09, je vais regarder une dernière fois par la fenêtre, comme pour me rassurer.

Erwan, 20 ans (c'est possible d'être déjà névrosé si jeune????)
Acheter de l'alcool aux escales English translation pending
by Isaby · 2005-01-26 · 6 replies
Je part en croisiere en avril prochain et j'ai vu dans que dans ma cabine il y a un frigo alors je me dit que c'est certainement pour pouvoir y mettre de l'alcool pour pouvoir nous faire des drinks nous même ou bien pour y mettre de la bière acheté pendant les escales. Qui pourrait me dire si c'est ok pour acheter des bouteilles de boisson ou bière lors des escales? Au Mexique on peut acheter le la bière de marque Sol elle est super bonne. Lors de mes 2 autres croisiere nous n'avions pas de frigo alors je me dit que s'il est là ce n'est surement pas pour y mettre de la nourriture.J'attend un réponse de quelqu'un svp.
Coral Canoe à Bayahibe English translation pending
by Xavier13 · 2004-12-08 · 4 replies
Bonjour à tous

nous partons au coral canoe beach à Bayahibe le 04/02/2005, qui connait cet hotel y a t'il des familles qui y vont pendant cette période ?

Nous faire un petit signe
Bus aménagé ou projet d'aménagement English translation pending
by Athénol · 2004-11-14 · 7 replies
Salut à tous!!

Ayant pour projet l'aménagement d'un saviem S53, je souhaite partager cette expérience avec des personnes dans la même "galère" 😉

J'habite la Drôme, n'hésitez pas à m'appeler si vous passez dans le coin:06-10-23-58-99 il y a tjs une petite bière au frais!!!

Si vous souhaitez me laisser vos coordonnées, je prendrez contact avec vous car le téléphone est pour moi plus chaleureux que la souris!

Merci à tous d'avance

A+
Madagascar et la région Morondave English translation pending
by Marsuetivo · 2004-05-15 · 16 replies
Tcho tcho,

Y'a un moment qu'on a plus trainé dans le coin, l'un perdu au fin fond de la Maurienne l'autre entre deux bouquins de physiopath ....Terrain hasardeux mais ô cobiem remplis de richesses, la montagne est venue a la rencontre de la plate terre ou la bière coule a flot direction immédiate la culotte de cheval... Mais ces retrouvailles furent fructueuses et le rêve devient enfin réalité: a la porte un programme de développment autonome direction Madagascar pour deux ans!!!!!😎

Alors a vos bout de doigt pour nous conseiller, la region Morondave!!!!

Quelqu'un s'y connait? On y trouve quoi? La culture? Ils sont animiste mais encore? La plage accessible? On prend quoi avec nous? On part deux ans, il n'y aura ni eau courante ni électricité, le soleil ce couche a 18 heures parait-il? Quelqu'un a des idées? Elles sont les bienvenues parce qu'on part un peu dans le néant malgré les recherches internet....

Bonne route

Nous deux...
Travel companions for an adventure in the Lot region
by Mondusthan · 2026-05-19 · 0 replies
Hello everyone!

I’m heading off to explore the Lot region in a week. Starting in Figeac, then making my way up to the northern part of the department before heading back down toward Cahors, and finally setting off toward Villefranche-de-Rouergue...

I’ll be there for a good week, sleeping on the mattress in the back of my van. My priority is quiet, natural, and peaceful spots. I’m self-sufficient with a camping stove, food and drinks, and a backpack for hiking and visiting small villages and nature trails...

If any of you are available and up for sharing a moment together—a meal, a beer, a hike, a visit, etc.—and you’re from the area or want to show me a stunning spot in the Lot that I might not know about, I’m in!

For those who don’t know me, I’m a 41-year-old guy, pretty sporty and passionate about nature and adventure!

Don’t hesitate to reach out privately! Looking forward to great encounters... 🚐🥾
Two weeks in Santo Antão and São Vicente – trip report
by Jeanne2303 · 2026-03-01 · 4 replies
Hi everyone! The forum has been a huge help during my moments of doubt, and since Cape Verde isn’t a destination with many discussions, I felt I had to share my trip report 🙂

First, the EASE: I could never validate it from my phone—I tried 50 times without success, and on the computer, it worked the first time. Then, Cabo Verde Airlines: forget online check-in. I went to the airport early to get my window seat (and in the end, the plane wasn’t full—I had three seats to myself, so I could finish my night peacefully). No in-flight entertainment for those who don’t sleep on planes.

Monday 9: Flight + arrival at Antonio’s (Oia Mindelo Guesthouse). Antonio’s apartment is up on the hill, but really, it’s only a 10-minute walk to the beach and 10 minutes to the city center (depending on where in the center). He picked me up at the airport (1000$). I continued relaxing by doing... nothing on the beach. Dinner in town at Café Mindelo: a pretty place, but otherwise meh—expensive and not necessarily good (2100$ for a beer and a fish that didn’t seem freshly caught as advertised). Tuesday 10: Antonio offered to do a tour of the island (for cheap), and we left with his other guests (a lovely English couple, 76 and 77 years old). Stops at Salamansa (I felt something special on that beach—I could’ve stayed there for an hour doing nothing), then another scenic spot, a restaurant, and Baias das Gatas (I took a quick dip, but to me, it had less charm than Salamansa). Then we crossed the island to return to São Pedro (beautiful but windy; the village looks cute). Exhausted, I went to bed early because of the ferry to Santo Antão the next day. Wednesday 11: Antonio took me to the ferry, and we’ll see each other again since he’s hosting me at his aunt’s place during Carnival. On the ferry, I had a Booking.com reservation for what I thought was in Ribeira Grande (the town), but it was actually *in* the ribeira—specifically in Manta Velha (aluguer to Cruzinha ~600$). I thought I’d fallen into a hole, but I ended up loving it—Casa Familiar Gilda. Gilda is a divine cook (dinner for 1000$—don’t eat lunch, or there won’t be room), the village has a typical rural Santo Antão vibe, the place has great energy, and you can get around easily by aluguer. Thursday 12: I left early by aluguer to Ribeira Grande (250$), then another aluguer to Ponta do Sol (100$)—a sleepy beauty at that hour—to do the Ponta do Sol-Cruzinha hike, finishing in Cha de Igreja. Departure at 8:22 AM from the cemetery in Ponta do Sol, passing through Fontainhas (those doing it the other way will have a fabulous climb at the end 😏), and let’s go! I loved this glimpse of rural life—past or present—the sea is stunning, and we were shaded most of the way (though it goes up and down, it’s manageable). The arrival at Cha de Mar is breathtaking, and Cruzinha is a charming little town (arrived at 12:30 PM). I’d brought my swimsuit after reading there was a beach, but I packed it back up—too many waves and big pebbles. I continued to Cha de Igreja (25 more minutes) after a short break (ask for the path that doesn’t go by the road). It’s adorable with its church square (you don’t see this layout much elsewhere). I might’ve stayed longer to enjoy the place, but a taxi driver asked if I wanted to return to Manta Velha (1000$), and like a fool, I said yes (it was 2:30 PM—I could’ve waited for the 4:30 PM aluguer for 100$, but oh well). But since I still had energy, I decided to see if I could find a grog distillery. I ran into a French guy arriving at Gilda’s, and we ended up talking to Rodrigo, who explained everything from A to Z about how they make grog (the simple cane juice is amazingly good—but the work is clearly tough). Friday 13: Transfer to Xoxo on Djalma’s advice 😉, where I’d booked a room at Casa Xoxo. I did the hike to Rabo Crusto... it’s tough, but I kept quiet when I saw a pregnant woman doing it with her two little ones 😄. There’s also a distillery I didn’t linger in, and I took a tea break with that wonderful landscape before heading back. I couldn’t find the path Jean-Michel had told me about (take a right at the village entrance), so I went back down to the water reservoir to turn off and take the waterfall path (anyone can point it out if needed). The bedding at Casa Xoxo was perfect, but the dinner atmosphere was less family-like. Saturday 14: No one at Casa Xoxo could tell me when the aluguer passed, so I scarfed down my breakfast and headed down a bit. I found one (not sure if he’d planned to work, but there were three of us, so he left). Arrived in Ribeira Grande, an aluguer driver told me the coastal road to Porto Novo was closed and we had to take the Corde road—but no one was leaving, so we’d have to charter... Sometimes, you just have to say it: aluguer drivers say there’s no ride just to make you pay the private price (3500$). But this time, it was true! With another French couple, we wanted to go to Tarrafal. Our driver called the Porto Novo-Tarrafal aluguer to wait for us. The Corde road is stunning—more different landscapes (thorny forest, misty peaks...). Changed aluguers in Porto Novo and headed to Tarrafal. Another world—lunar landscape on the way. Arrived in Tarrafal and relaxed. Sunday 15: Hike from Tarrafal to Monte Trigo, left at 8 AM, and I’m glad I did—I was in the shade until about 9:30 AM, then the sun got strong. Beautiful walk, arrived in Monte Trigo around 11:30 AM. The people weren’t particularly friendly, but oh well. Swam at the little beach in Monte Trigo (the water is *so* good). I waited for other French people who had “booked” a boat for the return. Came back with Javi (50 min—1000$ each), who lent us masks and snorkels for some snorkeling. Had grog with Ludo, Estelle’s husband, who was waiting at the bar, then filled my grog bottle at the *mercearia*. I admit, it’s delicious, but I don’t remember much of that evening 😇🤪. Except Javi put on a show saying he’d been robbed, had no money, and needed to pay the boat owner, etc. People paid again (apparently not me, since Ludo, Estelle, and I arrived at the restaurant after Javi’s drama). FYI, Javi does this often—my host had warned the couple renting the other room to watch out for him because he scams people for money. So Javi is 35 with hazel/special-colored eyes. But if you don’t repay the “service,” the day was still great. Monday 16: Several of us were taking the late-afternoon boat, so we chartered an aluguer (7000$) to avoid the 6 AM one—trip—boat to Mindelo. Antonio picked me up at the ferry, and boom—Carnival! I found a spot on Rua de Lisboa. My neighbor was from Santo Antão just for Carnival, spoke French, and explained that last year’s Carnival started 3 hours late because a float couldn’t fit under the power lines 😏 (like they don’t know the height by now hahaha). On Monday, it’s the teachers (nice—kind of a warm-up) and the Madingas. Once they passed my spot, I followed them along the route—I LOVED it! By midnight, they still hadn’t reached Praça Nova, and the police told them to speed up, but I loved that energy! Tuesday 17—Mardi Gras: Beach day, then Carnival! Antonio had bought me a seated ticket just in case (300$). Ended up in front of a punch stand, where I ran into two French women I’d met in Manta Velha. Two guys from Mindelo talked to us, and we did Carnival with them. And what was bound to happen, happened: a float couldn’t pass because... it was taller than the power lines 😏😏😏. The dancers kept dancing while the crowd tried to lift the cable. Finally, a guy in a tree climbed higher and used a pole to lift it... and the parade could continue 😉. Around 12:30–1:30 AM, when the concert was supposed to start, the power went out. I went home and later learned the concert started around 3 AM. Wednesday 18: I went home because I was taking the boat back to Santo Antão, heading to Casa Familiar Gilda. Walked the loop from Manta Velha. Thursday 19: Left early for Ribeira da Paul to do the loop to Sandra’s House. It’s truly breathtaking! Back at Gilda’s, I chilled. I wanted to go to Sinagoga’s natural pools, but the hike had worn me out. Friday 20: Return to Mindelo on the red company’s ferry—no comparison: way more comfortable than the blue company’s, especially for someone prone to seasickness. Beach. Exhausted, I struggled to sleep because the shop on the ground floor of my rental had a party until 3 AM (and the windows aren’t double-glazed—*hi*—but that’s common in Mindelo). Saturday 21: Ran into Estelle and Ludo by chance (the city’s small), and we arranged to share a taxi the next day since we had the same return flight. Beach (I tried Lazaretto Beach, but nope—not great—dead fish + weird smell = bad signs). So Laginhia was fine, and in the evening, a restaurant with singers, then Caravelle (the ground-floor shop didn’t bother me since I got home when they were saying goodbye 😏). Too bad—I dance salsa, bachata, kompa, zouk, but not kizomba hahaha, but it was still fun. Sunday 22: Took a taxi with Ludo and Estelle (1200$). Arrived *ages* before takeoff (no exchange office—get escudos in town if you have any left). Boom—CDG, boom—RER... home.

There you go—a super long trip report. Not sure if it’ll help, but the digital detox was amazing. These two islands are very different but so beautiful. I only got a glimpse, but they’re worth the trip. I was lucky to see Carnival (what joy in that city!) and happy the Cambodia ticket (my first idea) was way too expensive 😉
Nepal Feedback
by Ellememe23 · 2026-02-04 · 2 replies
NAMASTE NEPAL! PRACTICAL INFO AND EXPERIENCE FEEDBACK

Stay from March 25 to April 16, 2025

· Flight tickets Air India (via Delhi) (via Skyscanner) = 1130 € per person · Planned budget (and respected without too many restrictions and while buying a few small gifts) = 2000 € for the stay for two. Buses, taxis, and entrance fees to various sites represent a budget to consider. Meals are cheap. Drinks like beer/Coke, however, are not cheap and cost the equivalent of a meal. · Exchange rate of the rupee during our stay = 0.0064 € (the exchange rate is almost identical everywhere, including at the airport). · At the airport, purchase of two SIM cards (phone) = 1000 NPR x 2 for 28 days. · Kathmandu: we had booked the hotel upon arrival: Kathmandu Boutique Hotel (+977 015 357 446 – email: booking@kathmanduboutiquehotel.com), very well located in a quiet alley off the street, south of Thamel, a 10-minute walk from Durbar Square. A hotel like Nepal knows how to do, where tall people will have to duck. Night + breakfast = 18 € for two. Very warm welcome, great location, excellent value for money. · Bhaktapur: we had also booked a hotel for the end of our stay because the chance of the year 2025 made the Nepali New Year and Bisket Jatra particularly festive in Bhaktapur: Manju Baha Hotel School (+977 976 7234014 – email: manjubahahotel@gmail.com) located in an old monastery. "A social enterprise transforming an old monastery into a charming hotel, offering professional hospitality training to underprivileged Nepali youth." Night + breakfast = 32 € for two. Beautifully decorated room. Very warm welcome. Don’t miss the Changunarayan site (near Bhaktapur), it’s amazing. And if you’re lucky enough to be in Bhaktapur in mid-April for 3 days, there’s the Bisket Jatra festivities (Newari festival), joyful, noisy, fun, and wild… · Pokhara (hotel recommended by the Kathmandu hotel): Hotel Green Tara, Lakeside, 10th street, set back, quiet (Tel. +977 61 462698 – email: greentara_67@hotmail.com) · Trek permit (Lower Mustang, no need for an agency or guide, permits checked at Ghasa and Jomsom) = 2000 NPR per person (2 ID photos) · Bus Kathmandu/Pokhara and return = 2000 NPR per person · Bus Pokhara/Jomsom, 2 one-way tickets = 2800 NPR. · Taxi: negotiation with a driver we recommend, Vicky (+977 984 075 599). You explain what you want, negotiate the price, and he waits for you during the visit. Very charming, we used him several times. For example: departure from our hotel at 10 AM -> Boudhanath/Pashupatinath/Patan return at 5 PM to the hotel = 6500 NPR – Swayambhunath (round trip) = 1200 NPR · Site prices:
https://ntb.gov.np/plan-your-trip/before-you-come/heritage-site-entry-fees o Visitor Pass for Kathmandu Durbar Square (for the duration of the stay, show your visa) = 1000 NPR per person (1 ID photo) o Bhaktapur Durbar Square (old town) = 1800 NPR per person o Patan = 1000 NPR per person o Swayambhu Stupa = 200 NPR per person o Boudha Stupa = 200 NPR per person o Pashupatinath Temple = 1000 NPR per person (interesting to take a guide) o Changunarayan Temple (6 km north of Bhaktapur) = 400 NPR per person o Mountain Museum in Pokhara = 750 NPR per person · E-cigarettes: e-cigarettes are banned in India and confiscated whether they’re in carry-on or checked luggage. On the way there, we had kept them in our carry-on, they were confiscated in Delhi. On the way back, learning from our previous experience, we put them in our checked luggage. Someone came to get us to take them out of our bags and confiscate them… You can find e-cigarettes and products in Kathmandu.

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I’m 74 years old. I went to Nepal in 1982, 1983, and the last time in 1986. I wanted to introduce this beautiful and endearing country to my husband, and it was… now or never. So we decided it was now.

I knew the trek starting from Pokhara: Naudanda/Birethanti/Ghorepani/Tatopani/Kalopani. There was no way I was going to do that trek, especially the 1000-meter staircase to reach Ghorepani… You have to stay humble with age.

Back then, the road didn’t exist. I didn’t consider, with the construction of this road (NH48) along the western bank of the Kali Gandaki, doing a trek along a windy and dusty road. Was there an alternative hiking trail on the eastern bank? No one answered my question on VoyageForum, so I did my research online. And I found this site: "Andrées de Ruiter and Prem Rai - Trekking the Annapurna Circuit, including the new NATT trails that avoid the road - A guide to one of the most beautiful trekking regions in Nepal and the world (2011) - NATT = New Annapurna Trekking Trail".

Phew! A solution was emerging. This circuit from 2011 wasn’t fully marked. The idea was to go from Jomsom to Tatopani, so we needed to make sure the path was well-marked all the way, which we did, and the path exists, marked in red and white!

So, with the walking times information, we built our 8-day circuit:

· Jomsom/Thinigaon · Thinigaon/Chimang · Chimang/Saura · Saura/Kokhetanti · Rest day or, if in good shape: loop to Sekong Lake · Kokhetanti/Jhipra Deurali · Jhipra Deurali/Kopchepani · Kopchepani/Tatopani

It’s a senior trek, after all. So the walking times noted on the sites indicated 3 hours or even 4 hours for the two longest stages. That pace suited us fine.

On March 29, we left Kathmandu (1400m), after visiting the must-see sites, by bus to Pokhara: 200 km and 8.5 hours on a chaotic road under construction. I had a memory of Pokhara where it was the first city where you could see the Himalayan range, especially Machhapuchhare. But the pollution is such, the dust raised by traffic and construction, that no horizon is visible except the first hills around Pokhara.

We stayed 24 hours in Pokhara (820m), and on March 31, we left our luggage at the hotel and set off with our lightest backpacks: change of clothes, toiletries, first aid kit, anti-chafing cream, water bottle, sleeping bag liner, and light shoes for the stages.

We took the bus to Jomsom: 160 km/7.5 hours including stops for bathroom breaks, tea, and lunch. The road is nothing but a chaos of potholes, landslides, construction, dust, rebuilding, and mudslides. In Ghasa, the bus stops, and we’re told we’re at a checkpoint and that the two foreigners in the bus, my husband and I, need to have our permits checked, which takes a few minutes. The driving is rock-and-roll, surprising, and courteous. The drivers have their codes, and on these improbable roads, they’re virtuosos.

We could have chosen the plane, but several reasons dissuaded us: if there’s too much wind, the planes don’t take off; personally, I wasn’t reassured about landing in Jomsom, and this transport has a cost.

We arrived around 2 PM in Jomsom (2720m), and despite the early wake-up, the nearly 8 hours on the bus, and the altitude, we decided to head straight to Thinigaon (2840m). At the Jomsom checkpoint, they told us it was a 30-minute walk. Great! Except we took an hour and a half on an uphill road, bent over to fight a strong wind. But the Himalayan range is there! The Dhaulagiri, the Nilgiri, the Annapurnas as a reward.

In Thinigaon, we found a room at the "Nilgiri View Hotel" run by a didi (big sister in Nepali). From the lodge’s roof, she proudly showed us the different peaks surrounding the village and told us, worried, that it hadn’t snowed here for 3 years. She said there are very few tourists, that the season is rather in September/October/November. It seems there’s not a soul in this village, yet mules pass through the narrow street paved with large flat stones, their bells ringing. We dine at 6 PM and go to bed… Room = 1200 NPR and dinner, breakfast, and drinks = 2560 NPR.

On April 1, we set off at 9 AM, not for Chimang as planned but for Marpha! The didi from the Thinigaon lodge had said it was a 3-hour walk. The first part of this stage is attractive, the mountains are magnificent and imposing, the landscape is superb, there’s no one around, a feeling of being "alone in the world." We follow Dhumbra Tal, this small green lake. The path is a rocky track that climbs steeply. Then, around a hill, we start the big descent that joins the Kali Gandaki. We face the wind head-on, and the violent gusts take our breath away, throw us off balance, and envelop us in dust. We see the road on the other side of the Kali Gandaki. We arrive in the village of Chhairo at 2 PM, completely exhausted and with blistered feet, after 5 hours of walking instead of the planned 3.5 hours.

We’re welcomed by the village nurse, who tells us there’s a lodge in the village. Chhairo is a Tibetan village, a 20-minute walk from Marpha (according to the locals, multiply by 2 or even 3 for us…). We’re going to revise our trek plan and, first of all, spend the night in Chhairo.

The lodge is quite pleasant, and Karma, the hostess, is very friendly. She asks about our plans and suggests we stay in Chhairo the next day, from where we can visit Marpha and also Chimang, a 1-hour walk away, in light mode, meaning without backpacks. She invites us to participate in a village ceremony the next evening.

We immediately accept the proposal, as our feet need rest and the welcome is so warm… Dinner and bed!

We reworked our trek plan, which was too ambitious for our untrained bodies and, let’s face it… no longer in our first youth. In the initial plan, we thought there wouldn’t be too much elevation gain following the Kali Gandaki, but checking the map, we realize there might be significant elevation changes between Sauru and Sirkung. So we plan:

· Tomorrow: visit Marpha (2670m) and Chimang (2744m) · April 3: bus from Chhairo (2700m) to Kalopani (2530m) and continue on foot to Ghasa (2010m) · April 4: Ghasa/Pairataplo (1940m) · April 5: Pairatapla/Gadpar (1580m) · April 6: Gadpar/Narchyang (1510m) · April 7: Narchyang/Tatopani (1190m) · April 8: return to Pokhara.

Normally, it’s all downhill…

April 2, a rest day then… We set off in the morning to explore Marpha. We have to take a temporary bridge because the suspension bridge is closed due to road construction. We join the road and arrive in Marpha, a village famous for its apple orchards, brandy, cider, and apple juice production. This village is magnificent with its stone houses and monastery clinging to the hillside. The road construction spared it. There are people, but very few Western tourists.

We have lunch in Marpha and go back through Chhairo to take the path to Chimang. We cross a fragrant pine forest and find the rocky path; the landscape is splendid. We walk quietly, passing peaceful buffaloes and cows, and arrive at the foot of a stone staircase… 275 steps (which we counted on the way back) leading us to the village of Chimang. Chimang is an isolated Newari village that seems a bit desolate. Despite the slopes, there are crops on every little bit of land. Thankfully, we changed our initial program because there’s no lodge in this village, contrary to what we saw on a map… We wander through the village, which seems very deserted, have coffee in a house from another world, and then head back to Chhairo.

A rest day? = 5 hours of walking!!

Dinner and village ceremony. From what we understand, this ceremony is in honor of the Dalai Lama. Men, women, and children in traditional costumes gather twice a month; they dance, make, and offer small sweet cakes with Tibetan tea (made from tea, yak butter—often rancid—water, and salt). Surprising for first-timers…

Around 10 PM, we leave the ceremony; tomorrow morning, we need to be on the roadside by 7 AM to catch the bus to Kalopani…

This village of Chhairo is very pleasant and welcoming, no tourists, just two motorcyclists who arrived in the evening, one of whom participated in the ceremony and discreetly poured his Tibetan tea outside.

Lodge: "Norsang Tibetan Guesthouse and Restaurant". Total bill for 2 nights, 2 dinners, 2 breakfasts, and drinks = 8000 NPR.

April 3: bus from Chhairo to Kalopani, about 1.5 hours for the 20 km (200 NPR per person). We descend on the right bank of the Kali Gandaki. We find the red and white markings to resume the trek toward Ghasa. We’re in a fragrant pine forest, the Dhaulagiri on one side and the Annapurnas on the other, magnificent, and the path is pleasant and easy. We get a bit lost in this forest, always looking for the markings. Near Lete, two trekkers pass us, and we meet them again a little further on with two very young children, to whom we give the 2 hard-boiled eggs I didn’t eat this morning. They accepted them without hesitation.

We arrive in a village and ask for directions to Ghasa. The young girls point the way. But we come across a forest being logged, trees cut in all directions. We turn back and ask for confirmation. They confirm… But the two young girls catch up with us and clear the way. We have to step over, go around, and cross the felled trees, with no indication at all. Through this pick-up sticks of felled trees, the girls lead us to the top of a stone staircase, indicating that was the path. It’s the only place where we saw rhododendrons in bloom.

We descend the staircase. At the bottom, to the left, there’s a bridge to go toward Choyo, and to the right, a path to Ghasa. We take the right path and join the road. We should normally find the red and white markings, but we don’t… So we continue on the western bank road of the Kali Gandaki.

A little before the village of Misi, we see fumaroles on the opposite bank that seem to come from the ground. We don’t understand. We stopped to eat in the village of Misi (noodle soup = 600 NPR), but it’s hard to communicate with the elderly people running the guesthouse.

We continued on the road, not finding the marked path parallel to the road. Landslides, both on the left and right banks, seem to have taken over the marked routes. It’s a place where the Kali Gandaki gorge narrows, and on the opposite bank, the mountain smokes more and more, and we now hear the crackling of fire. Across from us, the mountain is burning… Our initial plan had us passing on that burning bank right now…

We arrive in Ghasa at 3:30 PM, a 6.5-hour stage but with a 1-hour stop at noon. We’re at the "Florida Guesthouse and Restaurant." From our room, we see the mountain smoking on the other side of the river, and at night, we see the flames. In this village, posters show Himalayan eagles and vultures that seem to be protected species. Indeed, we saw (and heard) 3 eagles circling today.

April 4 – Today, heading to Pairothapla or Kopchepani depending on our feet, accommodation options, and simply our desires.

No more smoke on the mountain this morning. It’s chilly, 7:45 AM, the sky is clear, just a smell of smoke outside.

Price of the lodge = 1000 NPR for the night + 3580 NPR for meals.

We cross Ghasa, which stretches over more than a kilometer. We have a drink at the last guesthouse in the village, and the didi, when she learns our destination, tells us to be careful because the villages we’re going to aren’t safe. Should we distribute our rupees in different pockets? Nah, we kept going.

At the exit of Ghasa, we find the red and white markings and take the suspension bridge to cross the boiling waters of the Kali Gandaki. The passage is impressive because the river is tumultuous. Lots of climbs and even more descents. We’re back on the eastern bank. It’s hot! On the narrow path, we meet a group of buffaloes. Who has the right of way? We decide to stick as close as possible to the rock wall and move forward calmly. The buffaloes look at us, chewing placidly, with no intention of jumping on us. Phew!

After a 5-hour stage (including stops), we arrive in Pairothapla, with hot feet and firm thighs, and decide we won’t go any further. It’s a good thing because there’s a lodge, the most basic so far, but with a great welcome. We have a meal and a short nap. The buffaloes we met on the way belong to this house. They come to drink at the fountain by the path.

Our host, very pleasant, doesn’t know what to do to please us and is very attentive. He wants to chat. He has two children, a 4-year-old girl and a 7-year-old boy. Where do they go to school? Do they go? He tells us that the fires in the mountain are caused by people, but for what reason? We won’t find out, but it’s illegal. From here, we can still see smoke rising in the distance. The wife is a bit less friendly. Corn kernels dry on a woven straw mat on the ground, and the mom sorts them.

From where we are, we overlook the valley and see the road under construction winding along the mountainside on the other bank.

Dinner on the terrace of the house overlooking the path, windbreaker and fleece on: dal bhat chicken for me and chicken curry for my husband: "organic" products, at least local production. There are small vegetable gardens everywhere with all sorts of vegetables.

April 5 – While we’re having breakfast on the terrace of our lodge, 5 porters, straps on their foreheads, heavily loaded, pass by on the path. A few minutes later, a group of 9 people appears. It must be said that since the beginning of our journey, we’ve met very few hikers. Two backpackers in Chhairo, the two hikers near Lete, two female hikers passed us before Pairothapla, a solo female hiker passed us…

The lodge in Pairothapla is called "Bimala Lodge & Thakali Kitchen" – Price for night + 4 meals + 2 breakfasts = 3000 NPR.

The descent toward the Kali Gandaki involves climbs whose steps we didn’t count. Clearly, the landslides on the mountain cause changes to the official ACAP trek marked in red and white, and the marking updates can’t keep up with the pace of these landslides. It’s almost always by chance that we find the markings. Fortunately, we can follow the power line that guides us somewhat.

Drink stop in Kopchepani, the legs are fine, but the feet don’t like being tightly enclosed. A group of trekkers with porters passes on the path. We met buffaloes that we kindly let pass; the path was wide enough, but it was a staircase going up, and we didn’t want to take any risks.

Across, a view of the magnificent Rupse Waterfall on the other bank of the Kali Gandaki, at the bottom, lots of vehicles and people.

Arrival in Gadpar after crossing a rather unwelcoming small village and cultivated gardens between dry stone walls, each better built than the last.

First lodge spotted, first lodge adopted to answer the call of our feet, and a very warm welcome from the owner. Since we hadn’t eaten at noon, we had Tibetan bread/jam. 6-hour stage including 1 hour of stops. Night + dinner + breakfast + drinks = 5060 NPR

April 6 – Today, heading to Narchyang.

For several days, we’ve seen banana trees with their bunches of fruit and even a prickly pear with large fruits ripening.

This stage is quite peaceful and pleasant. We take a suspension bridge to cross a tributary of the Kali Gandaki. While we’re resting for a moment before crossing the bridge, a couple of porters, a man and a woman, arrive and start across the bridge with their wood load in a basket held by a strap on their forehead, making them bend. We set off too… lighter than them.

On the other side of the bridge… a stone staircase, and it climbs steeply. The porter couple didn’t take this staircase; they went right on the path.

At the top of the staircase, we arrive in Narchyang after a 4-hour stage. A magnificent waterfall overlooks the village. We get lost in this fairly large village looking for a lodge. After wandering around for a while, we ask for directions, and an 84-year-old man takes us through the whole village and accompanies us to a very nice lodge run by a woman.

We chat with our hostess, who asks where we’re from and where we’re going. We explain that we want to reach Tatopani the next day and then return to Pokhara. She tells us there are 4x4s going directly to Pokhara and that it would probably be easier than taking a bus that might be full in Tatopani. After a quick consultation, we decide to return to Pokhara the next day by 4x4. She finds us a 4x4 with 2 seats left, departure at 8 AM – 5 hours on the road and 1500 NPR per person. A charming didi who does everything to be pleasant and helpful.

Narchyang community lodge = night + snacks + dinner + breakfast = 3000 NPR.

There you go, our trek ends tomorrow. Many necessary changes and adaptations to our initial trek, but no regrets, it was superb and a great experience that, for my part, I won’t be able to repeat. Always this encounter with the endearing, welcoming, curious, and very kind Nepali people. It was now or never, and we did it!

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In conclusion, 3 full weeks in Nepal is a duration that allows visiting Kathmandu, Patan, and Bhaktapur, enjoying the various sites, and soaking in the atmosphere and urban Nepali life.

The trek, even revised and corrected, allowed us to get close to the impressive Annapurna and Dhaulagiri peaks. One or two acclimatization days might be necessary to get the body in tune with this magical and extraordinary land.
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PAKSE AND THE BOLAVENS PLATEAU

Bolavens (or "Bolovens" – "the region of the Lavens," an old tribe).

PAKSE

A sleepy town, but packed with backpackers in transit between Laos and Cambodia. The streets are numbered, but since there are no signs, you just have to figure it out (rumor has it the signs have been planned for years; luckily, the center isn’t big). Tons of small hotels, including the well-known Sabaidy 2 on Street 20, a big bazaar catering to all budgets, from dark dorms with shared bathrooms to real rooms with terraces or balconies. Since it’s so popular, booking ahead is recommended. My favorite: the Sala Champa, pricier but with two large terraces, one with a bar, and especially a terrace restaurant I consider the best in Pakse (try the divine steamed fish with lemongrass + Lao Gold beer, a rare delight; ask for room 100, with a big terrace). More upscale, the lovely Résidence Sisouk, run by the very classy and French-speaking Mme Sisouk, from the wealthy Lao Sisouk family, the country’s top coffee producer and one of those francophone families you encounter here and there around the world, where class and culture reign – and perfect French. Delicious pastries and, of course, extraordinary coffee tastings. Similar prices at the Pakse Hotel, run by French owners and famous for its rooftop bar-restaurant (great view!).

Tons of restaurants besides those at Sala Champa and Pakse Hotel: from Dao Lin and Sabaidee at the corner of Street 20 and 13, to a decent Indian place (Hassan) and a nice, cheap spot, the Lao Restaurant & Bar, where you can enjoy Lao cuisine for just a few kips, both also on Street 20. You can feast on grilled fish at the countless riverside stalls along the Mekong.

Pakse is home to the famous Yves, a Belgian married to a Lao woman, Noy, who opened the travel agency Miss Noy. He’ll go out of his way to help tourists; he’s incredible, the real tourism office for the region, with maps, endless advice, and every weekday at 6 PM, a full-blown lecture on the Bolavens and the 4000 Islands. A bunch of young travelers listen intently to his explanations about the whole area (he hands out a well-made photocopied map). He also rents bikes and has an internet café with computers that, miraculously, work perfectly. He’s so popular that in high season, you need to book a motorbike 2-3 days in advance (but if he’s out – and he has 40 – he’ll find one for you).

THE BOLAVENS PLATEAU

Plateaus just aren’t my thing – flat-lands! There are some relatively high peaks in the middle, but they’re only accessible by trekking. You can do a small loop from Pakse-Tad Lo-Thateng-Pakson-Pakse, or a big one from Tad Lo to Sekong, then head south to join the Paksong-Pakse road. Starting in the north, the Phu Xam waterfalls are okay (interesting local minority village-museum to the right of the parking lot, and a terrace restaurant above the small falls). Well, they’re on the way, so you might as well see them! After that, a boring road leads to the Tad Lo waterfalls, with tons of small hotels. I chose the big blue house by the river at the right corner of the bridge, the Sipaseth GH, with cute little bungalows in the garden, 4 rooms with balconies overlooking the river, and great food on the terrace facing the falls. **Avoid at all costs**: the Saisee GH, once nice with its little stilt houses by the falls, but now a monument to filth, indifference, and rudeness (confirmed by several people, unanimous on the issue). Luckily, the lovely Tad Lo Lodge, with its bungalows by the falls and gourmet restaurant right above them – not cheap at all – finally built small houses in the woods on the other side for $25.

The next morning, I’d had enough of plateaus, so I took a small loop heading south from Tad Lo to Thateng, and there, a wonder 5 km south of town: the Sinouk Resort. It’s like stepping into *Gone with the Wind* or the Chevalier de Leyritz’s Martinique. In the middle of the Sisouk family’s 34-hectare coffee plantation, a huge garden with three large colonial-style houses: one by the river and pond with a suite + 3 luxury rooms + a small, cozy one for $40 (that’s where I stayed), one with 4 superior rooms for $60, and a very large one overlooking everything with 6 luxury rooms ($60) + 2 huge suites for $90. Of course, it’s all decorated with antique furniture, local knick-knacks, and antiques; there’s a pool, a beautiful restaurant with two terraces, one overlooking a large pond and one by its edge. The food and service are impeccable, and the coffee: from espresso with whipped cream to green tea or wild honey cappuccino… too bad it keeps you up, or you’d sip it all evening (and morning, and afternoon, and in between). In short, a dream!

Back to Pakse via Paksong (what a dump!) and the Tad Fane waterfalls, those are spectacular – twin sisters plunging 200 meters. You can hike down to swim at the bottom (1-hour jungle trek round trip). Across the way, the nice Tad Fane Resort (small houses and a big terrace-restaurant facing the falls).

I think I missed the Katamkok waterfalls, but I don’t believe it – all these falls can’t compare to Ban Gioc Falls in northern Vietnam!!!

CHAMPASAK AND THE 4000 ISLANDS

CHAMPASAK

Even sleepier than Pakse! To avoid the ferry, cross the new Mekong bridge in Pakse, and after about 10 km, turn left at the big "Phaphinoy" sign (the first village in town). When you arrive, turn at the "River Resort" sign. A sumptuous resort on the Mekong, developed with American capital – pure luxury (they even have their own rice field and vegetable garden for the restaurant). Continuing on, you’ll come across the very pleasant Anouxa GH, where I had dinner and stayed. Small bungalows facing the river, garden rooms, and two large wooden houses with huge family rooms + a big terrace on the Mekong, and the food is great! They rent bikes and motorbikes. Further to the right, the pricey Inthira Hotel, which I found uninteresting since it’s on the road instead of by the Mekong. There’s also a Folie Lodge on Don Daeng Island, which I didn’t visit (the word "Folie" is justified: crazy prices, up to $200 and more).

A few nice wats and, of course, Wat Phou, Laos’ most important archaeological site, 10 km south of Champassak in the plains and on the mountainside (the stairs are a killer!). Watch out for the scorching heat, and it closes at 4:30 PM. It’s not Angkor Wat, but it’s still worth the detour. Plan for 2 hours. Entry is 50,000 kips + 5,000 to park your motorbike.

KHIET NGON

To continue south to the 4000 Islands, you have to take the "ferry" (actually fun little things – two canoes joined by a platform; better not mess up when loading your motorbike!). Once on the other side, turn left, and you’ll hit National Road 13 (Pakse-Siphandone, the 4000 Islands), the most boring road I’ve ever been on, like Phnom Penh-Siem Reap – flat and nothing to see. BUT there’s a real gem worth checking out: Kiet Ngon. At Km 48, take the laterite road toward Attapeu (big sign: "Attapeu 155 km") and eat red dust for 8 km (toll: 20,000 kips), then turn right (signposted) onto a good track. You enter the beautiful Xe Pian National Park, where you can still find wild elephants, leopards, and tigers. You arrive at the entrance of the small village of Ban Khiet Ngon. On your right, a small concrete building with 4 decent, cheap rooms (60,000 kips), facing an old wooden house that serves as the tourism office and its "elephant parking" garden. This village is where you can go on an elephant ride (20,000 kips) to the top of Phou Asa, one of the most unusual places I’ve ever seen. You climb through the jungle and emerge onto a flat slate summit, completely bare – it really feels like the Moon! In the distance, an astonishing site built to commemorate a victory by Lao nationalists over Siamese invaders in the 19th century (so the site isn’t 1,000 years old, as the locals claim). A vast archaeological site with an enclosure 180 m by 50 m, marked by 2-meter-high walls and columns made of slate stacked without mortar. At the back, a ruined temple and a tower. Beautiful views of the whole region. Popular with tourists arriving by minibus from Pakse. The elephant rides in a line aren’t my thing, so they tell you it’s forbidden to ride a motorbike, but I did it anyway without any issues – except for the unhappy looks from the mahouts (turn right at the village entrance, sign for "Phou Asa").

If you’ve got the funds, follow the signs for "Kingfisher Lodge" and arrive at Laos’ first ecolodge, developed by a Lao-Italian family. Lovely stilt houses (750,000 kips with breakfast) and 2 bungalows with just fans (250,000 kips). A small two-story wooden building with a restaurant and a terrace by a pond – the bonus: in the evening, wild elephants and buffalo come to drink with you. Booking ahead is recommended since it’s popular with groups from Pakse.

Paper guides also mention the more remote village of Ban Papho, deep in the jungle. There used to be elephant rides, but they’ve stopped. However, there are great treks in the national park (check with the Green Discovery agency in Pakse, which specializes in treks all over Laos).

THE 4000 ISLANDS

You continue on the mind-numbing Road 13 from Pakse and arrive at a brand-new bridge leading to Don Khong Island, where there’s nothing to see except two wats, so if you skip it, you’re not missing much. Next, the Nakasang sign, a small port with mini-ferries crossing the Mekong to Don Det Island. A celebrity, that one – one of those trashy spots for young people who think you can only have fun if you’re wasted on alcohol and drugs. A small street along the river, lined with guesthouses, restaurants, and bars – total chaos! Plus, there’s nothing to see on the island. So, take a tuk-tuk from the jetty, cross the dump, and arrive in a little paradise: Don Khone Island. I planned to stay 2 days but had to be dragged away after 6. A small main village with a dirt road, tons of guesthouses and great restaurants, and lots of beautiful things to see.

For lodging on Don Khone, it’s usually wooden bungalows with river-view terraces. Options range from the elegant and pricey Sala Done Hotel to Somphamit, Pan’s, Pakha GH, and many others. I found my haven away from everything: the little Phonvilay, 3 small bamboo buildings with 2 simple rooms each, terraces above a branch of the Mekong, and a big plus – a small path just to the right that goes down the riverbank, so 3-4 nice swims a day. All for 60,000 kips. To get there, turn right at the end of the bridge until you reach the wat, then take the small path to the river on the right of the wat’s wall.

For food, you’re spoiled for choice. I had all my dinners at the Cordon Bleu of the Fleur du Mékong. I don’t know how she does it, but even the simplest dishes have something extra. She’s famous for her curry (more like a mild stew) of duck or chicken with potatoes and sweet potatoes – a hearty treat. Go for the chicken; Asian ducks are all skin and bones. Her grilled fish is divine!

The island has quite a history: the Mekong upstream is over a kilometer wide (it’s said to reach 14 km during high water) and "falls" onto a rocky barrier. It splits into countless small branches, flowing wherever there’s a crack – hence the 4000 Islands and the impressive rapids. The French discovered this while trying to navigate the Mekong from Saigon to Luang Prabang and China – and bam, impassable! So they built a narrow-gauge railway starting from the south of the island, bypassing the rapids, and ending at the north of Don Det Island. You can see two rusted locomotives, discovered in the jungle in 1990 by a French explorer: one in the southern extension of the bridge and the other in Ban Hang Khone village at the southern tip of the island, both with large English signs and fascinating old photos explaining the whole history of the railway, abandoned when Road 13 was built along the 4000 Islands (the rails were removed, and the railway track is now an excellent trail).

Somphamit Rapids (Li Phi)

Locals call them Li Phi, meaning "the abyss of evil spirits" (the "phi" that Lao people still believe in), because they think the falls and rapids trap spirits, to the point that no one would ever swim there. It’s very dramatic. Entry fee: 35,000 kips. Small beach and a big restaurant with a terrace and thatched-roof tables.

Khon Pa Sai Rapids

A completely different kind, just as spectacular, and less crowded. Turn left at the bridge exit and go to the northern end of the island (Ban Khon Nua village), then continue south until you see a big yellow sign "Khon Pa Sai Waterfalls" pointing to a small path on the left. You arrive at a small suspension bridge with a corner restaurant and terrace where the food is great (I had most of my lunches there). Cross the bridge and follow the path to a spectacular site of falls and rapids. In the middle, you’ll see unique structures – gigantic fish traps over 10 meters long. During high water, each trap can catch up to 500 kg of fish (yes, five hundred) per day.

Ban Hang Khone

This is the "French port" at the southern tip of the island, where the Mekong, after its rapids, spreads out for kilometers – a real inland sea. This is where you can see the famous Irrawaddy dolphins in the morning or late afternoon (boat excursions). To get there, take the trail that was the old railway track, or continue south on the path past the Khon Pa Sai falls (but not by motorbike – the bridge is out). A huge concrete terrace, part of the old port facilities, with a magnificent panoramic view of the Mekong stretching into the distance. Just before, a small path leads to a big beach (with restaurants).

If you go back to Road 13 (or take a pirogue from Don Khone), further south are the Pha Peng Falls, Asia’s highest river falls (15 m). I didn’t go, but they’re said to be spectacular.
Beaches and Islands in Thailand with Family
by Sebastoudu31 · 2024-10-17 · 1 reply
Hello, we’d like to return to Thailand after having been there as a couple. We’d love to focus only on beach and island spots, especially Phuket, while avoiding Patong. Which area would you recommend for a rental? Best regards
Une semaine à Prague entre amies English translation pending
by CaliGirl26 · 2020-08-31 · 7 replies
Bonjour à tou(te)s :)

Après tant de voyages, voilà que je poste mon tout premier post sur ce forum, pour recevoir vos précieux conseils concernant cette ville qui m'attire depuis tant d'années.

Désolée par avance pour ce long message ^^

J'aurais plusieurs questions concernant Prague (j'ai fais mes propres recherches en parallèle, mais il est toujours plus "rassurant" d'avoir de "vrais" avis).

Je pars donc, visiter la Capitale Tchèque, pour la première fois, début Novembre, avec une amie.

Ma première question sera donc la suivante : La ville est elle "safe" le soir ? Y'a t-il des coins, à éviter ? Nous n'avons pas prévu de sortir faire la fête, mais je ne compte pas partir de Prague sans avoir été boire une bonne bière (ou deux) :)

Nous partons pour 7 jours, mais je ne trouve que des itinéraires pour 3/4j sur Internet. J'ai essayé de faire un petit mix de tout ce que j'ai pu trouver. Il ne me restera plus qu'à mettre tout ça en ordre pour planifier nos journées au mieux.

Y'a t-il des choses touristiques ou non, à n'absolument pas rater ? Ou au contraire des choses un peu "surcotées" à laisser de côté ?

J'ai pour le moment mit dans la liste : - Château de Prague - Old town square + Astronomical clock - Letna Park - John Lennon Wall - St Vitus Cathedral - Wenceslas Square - National Museum - Municipal House - Zoo - Pretrin Tower - Dancing house - Museum Achemists and Magicians of Old Prague

Nous aimerions également pouvoir nous rendre à un match de hockey (je ne sais pas si la saison aura reprit, à cause du COVID... Nous aviserons sur place).

Et également pouvoir faire un ou deux "day trips". Lesquels seraient, selon-vous les meilleurs choix à cette période de l'année (peut-être avez-vous, d'autres suggestions ?) - Cesky Krumlov - Karlovy Vary - Kutna Hora - National Park Bohemian Switzerland - Aquaplace - Dresden - Pilsen

Y'a t-il des choses/lieux/activités/restaurants/bars totalement insolites ?

Je vous remercie par avance pour votre aide/suggestions :)

Bonne journée,
Dernières nouvelles de Hoi An English translation pending
by Larsay · 2020-06-16 · 2 replies
De retour de Hoi an après 18 jours de séjour. Vie normale dans les quartiers viêt, pas du tout dans le centre historique et autour. Nombreux hôtels pour touristes étrangers fermés, restos pareil. De ce que je connais et apprécie, le Co Mai de Didier Corlou ne rouvre que le 1 juillet, Dao Tien, Bazard, Streets, Little Tokyo fermés ; sont ouverts Secret Garden, Good Morning Vietnam, Mix (qui a déménagé au 70 Lê Loi), Ganesh et l'excellent petit jap Samurai Kitchen, où on se régale vraiment (pas de sushi ni sashimi).

Deux belles découvertes à An Bang :

- Un nouvel hôtel super, le Daisy An Bang. 14 chambres dont 2 Famille, resto en terrasse et piscine. Belle plage aménagée à 40 m, assez éloignée de celle de An Bang pour ne pas être trop entouré. En plus, c'est moins cher que l'Aira, car celui-ci est déclaré "Boutique", donc cher alors que le Daisy, bien moins cher, est aussi bien. 43 euros le twin, 48 la double, 65 la triple et 100 la Famille. Pour trouver, tourner à droite au coin de l'Aira, tout droit et c'est au fond de la ruelle, qui arrive sur un T.

- Une pizzeria divine sur la plage, la Luna d'Automno. Très grand choix de pizzas au feu de bois, les meilleures que j'ai mangées depuis que je suis en Asie du SE ; j'ai dégusté une amatriciana et une capretta (avec fromage de chèvre) divines (plus une bière à la pression ayant le même goût qu'une Blanche de Namur) et un service parfait.

Et une autre découverte, passionnante celle-là, la Distillerie d'Indochine, ouverte par 3 jeunes Français en 2018. Ils fabriquent un rhum blanc, le Sampan, d'une telle qualité qu'il a déjà obtenu plusieurs premiers prix internationaux et est exporté dans le monde entier de Paris à Tokyo. Visite guidée très intéressante de 9h à 17h tous les jours sauf lundi : explication détaillée de la fabrication par le technicien français, dégustation au bar de leurs 3 types de rhum et de cocktails ; vous pouvez faire votre propre mélange ; on vous donne en partant une bouteille de 30 cl par personne, rhum blancc, cocktail ou votre propre mélange. Derrière, belle maison avec piscine sur pelouse. 3 chambres au rez-de-chaussée et un grand apartement en étage, avec terrasse vue campagne et mer, grand salon-cuisine ouverte avec alcôve un lit double, une chambre double et une salle de bain. Vous pouvez louer toute la villa (10 personnes max) ou par unité; pas de repas.
Un petit tour au bout du monde: Ushuaïa English translation pending
by Cobayeailée · 2020-03-24 · 22 replies
Un libro como un viaje se comienza con inquietud y se termina con melancolía. José Vasconcelos Calderón

CHAPITRE 1 : USHUAÏA

Me voici à Londres, où m’attends une journée d’escale. Située assez loin dans ma liste personnelle des lieux à visiter, je suis quand même heureuse de pouvoir découvrir une nouvelle ville, pour le peu de temps que j’ai à y passer. Elle me fait penser à un Paris version Britannique. Je visite le British Museum : c’est une mine d’or historique et culturelle ( en plus on m’offre le guide audio ) ! Je vois Big Ben en travaux de loin, ainsi que Buckingham Palace. Je monte dans un des fameux bus rouge à étages, et m’arrête boire une bière locale dans un pub : en bref, je fais ma touriste de base.

Je comprends que l’on puisse aimer les grandes villes ( diversité et abondance culturelle, ambiance, tout à disposition, animation.. ), mais il m’est compliqué de faire abstraction du brouhaha incessant, des bruits de voitures, du mauvais temps, du stress qui pourrait se couper au couteau, et du béton omniprésent.

Je me dirige vers l’aéroport, et, 13h de vol, la sympathisation avec une française, 3h d’escale à Buenos Aires, et 4h de vol plus tard, me voici enfin à Ushuaïa ! Je suis heureuse d’avoir un pied sur le continent, et de pouvoir enfin démarrer mon voyage.

À l’atterrissage, je peux distinguer la Terre de Feu sous les nuages, avec ses îles et ses sommets enneigés. Ushuaïa est une petite ville dont le centre compte de petits chalets mignons, même si j’avoue, il y plane une odeur pesante de machine à fric. Le soir, je regarde la ville s’endormir avec le soleil, spectacle que je dois avouer très agréable.

Le lendemain, je me réveille tôt, auberge de jeunesse tmtc, on paie moins cher car on offre sa promiscuité. Je vais me faire tamponner le passeport à l’Office du tourisme, après avoir dégusté le petit déjeuner copieux de l’auberge ( avec du pain fait maison ! ).

Dans la matinée, je vais au Musée Maritime de l’Antarctique dans l’ancienne prison d’Ushuaia. Un prisonnier avait dessiné son portrait sur les murs de sa cellule. Toute une aile du musée est dédiée à l’entreprise Total, dont l’apologie est faite ( ils sauveraient les pingouins en Antarctique, et contribueraient à leur protection ). Je ris jaune très fort dans ma tête.

Dans l’après-midi, je teste l’Icebar. Le concept : un congélateur géant à -18 degrés, orné de sculptures de glace ( maintenues telles quelles depuis deux ans ), de la musique, et un vrai bar avec boissons à volonté. Je me bois trois cocktails dans des verres de glace, en papotant avec le barman. Je ne vois pas le temps passer, à part mes doigts qui commencent à se congeler : je reste en tout 40min, grand maximum pour la santé.

Je rentre à l’auberge frigorifiée, en pensant prendre une douche brûlante avant de dormir. Que Neni, je tombe sur une Suisse dans mon dortoir, paniquée car elle venait de se rendre compte qu’elle s’était faite voler sa carte bleue ! On accroche de suite et je me prends d’une envie de l’aider. On part donc en ville pour essayer de régler son problème, alors qu’on se connaît depuis à peine dix minutes. On va dans différentes institutions, réussit à appeler sa banque aux Etats Unis, et finalement, après quelques montagnes russes, on réussit à régler son problème. On va donc boire un coup pour se détendre, dans un bar Irlandais, où je recroise un français avec qui j’avais papoté. On parle durant des heures. Cette fille est incroyable, elle a une vie hors du commun. Elle me raconte ses péripéties, et on part dans de grandes conversations. Je passe une très bonne soirée.

Le lendemain, je pars pour la Estancia Tunel. Le colectivo ( minibus, ( attend d’être plein avant de partir selon les endroits )) n’accepte que la carte » Sube « , et pas le liquide. La conductrice, adorable, me laisse passer gratuitement. Je marche environ 45 minutes, avant d’arriver à la balise qui est malheureusement en travaux; on ne peut pas accéder à la forêt. Tant pis, je trouve un coin isolé et désert, entre la forêt et le bord du canal. Les pics enneigés, la verdure, les lacs : c’est magnifique et très agréable. Je pique-nique et me pose toute l’après-midi avant de rentrer. Un local très gentil passe sa carte Sube pour moi, et refuse que je le rembourse en liquide.

À l’auberge, je retrouve la Suisse qui a passé une sale journée. On fait le tour des hostals, pour qu’elle puisse trouver un volontariat afin de rester, seulement, on est entre deux périodes touristiques, et aucune auberge ne recherche de volontaires. On se boit une bouteille de vin au bord du lac, et rentre assez éméchées. Nos rires ont l’air d’agacer les deux autres personnes du dortoir, qui écoutent leurs telenovelas sans écouteurs H24 : ça leur fait les pieds un peu.

Le lendemain, incroyable en Amérique latine : le car arrive en avance. Je pars dans le parc national Tierra del Fuego. Cela fait trois jours que ma cheville droite me fait souffrir et a doublé de volume: après 1h30 de marche je fais du stop pour aller sur mon lieu de campement. J’avais prévu de faire le trek du Hito XXIV, le seul qui n’est pas enseveli sous la neige, mais ça ne sera pas possible pour aujourd’hui. En montant ma tente, je me rend compte que le problème vient de mes chaussures, qui sont devenues bien trop petites pour moi, et que l’os de mon pied creuse le cuir de la chaussure haha, c’est pour ça que ma cheville a autant gonflé.

Il y a un petit ruisseau, le coin est très agréable, et une fois tous les touristes partis, sachant que je suis la seule campeuse du parc, personne à des kilomètres, j’en profite pour chanter à tue-tête.

Je dors à peine ( des rafales de vent à 100km/h ça fait du bruit contre une tente ), mais je n’ai pas froid, mon sac de couchage a une température maximale de -5°.

Je fais le Hito XXIV en chaussettes, et 2h30 de marche plus tard, j’arrive à à la frontière officielle Chilienne, délimitée par un simple panneau et la fin du sentier. Avec la fonte des neiges, je suis trempée, mais bon, j’aurai vu le joli lac. Je croise deux magnifiques chevaux dans la forêt. Il y a un petit restau à côté de l’arrêt de bus, où le patron m’offre un thé, sûrement car j’ai été la seule idiote à camper par ce temps haha.

En rentrant, j’achète des baskets de piètre qualité, mais qui tiendront tous mes treks des quatre prochains mois.

En rentrant à l’auberge, j’apprends que la Suisse a pu trouver un couchsurfing. Je suis contente pour elle, même si on a pas échangé nos contacts.

Le lendemain, je me fais réveiller par une brésilienne, paniquée car des clients nous avaient enfermées à clé sans faire exprès. J’appelle mes proches, le lendemain je pars pour le Chili.

J'alimente régulièrement mon blog de mes récits de voyage également ! Si ça peut vous intéresser : lacobayeailee.com

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