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1/2 journée à Dubai aux Emirats English translation pending
Bonjour,
Je vais faire un stopover à dubai en septembre et j'aurai besoin de quelques conseils. Mon avion atterrit à 15h à Dubai et l'hotel (je repars le lendemain matin) se situe près de l'aéroport.
Y a t il des malls tout près de l'aéroport ? Est-ce plus avantageux de faire du shopping dans un mall ou au duty free de l'aéroport ?
A quelle heure ferment les magasins ? Peut-on payer en euros ou dollars, ou doit-on changer de l'argent ?
Qu'y a t il à voir ou à faire proche de l'aéroport en fin d'après-midi, à part le shopping ?
Merci d'avance pour vos réponses,
Alexia.
Je vais faire un stopover à dubai en septembre et j'aurai besoin de quelques conseils. Mon avion atterrit à 15h à Dubai et l'hotel (je repars le lendemain matin) se situe près de l'aéroport.
Y a t il des malls tout près de l'aéroport ? Est-ce plus avantageux de faire du shopping dans un mall ou au duty free de l'aéroport ?
A quelle heure ferment les magasins ? Peut-on payer en euros ou dollars, ou doit-on changer de l'argent ?
Qu'y a t il à voir ou à faire proche de l'aéroport en fin d'après-midi, à part le shopping ?
Merci d'avance pour vos réponses,
Alexia.
Hôtel à Dubaï English translation pending
Bonjour,
Nous cherchons un hôtel pas trop cher à Dubaï pour une ou deux nuits en septembre (on y fait un stop-over)...
Est-ce que quelqu'un a des adresses? Sur quels sites internet pouvons-nous trouver des infos et faire des réservations??
Merci pour votre aide.
Voyage autour des 5 sens English translation pending
Les 5 sens:
L'ouïe😏
Le toucher😊
Le goût😛
L'odorat😄
La vue🙂
Pour chacun d'eux, quels sont vos plus forts souvenirs de voyage?
L'ouïe😏
Le toucher😊
Le goût😛
L'odorat😄
La vue🙂
Pour chacun d'eux, quels sont vos plus forts souvenirs de voyage?
Rencontre en Belgique le vendredi 30 juillet 2004 English translation pending
Alors une fois, c'est pour quand cette rencontre au plat pays? 😎
Ch'propose le vendredi 30 juillet en fin de journée, je vais voir après un "petit" resto bien sympa :)
On peut aussi se voir plus tôt, et faire une petite visite de Bruxelles?
Envoyez vos idées, vos envies :)
Ceux qui veulent passer le weekend, ya un super festival de world musique le 31/7 et le 1/8 "http://www.esperanzah.be/" Avec entre autre... Susheela Raman, lasha, et tant et tant d'autres...
"Les 30, 31 juillet et 1er août 2004, Esperanzah! fera, pour la troisième année consécutive, vibrer les murs et les jardins de l'abbaye de Floreffe, près de Namur (Belgique).
Véritable souk musical et gastronomique, ouvert sur la découverte et la convivialité, en trois jours, Esperanzah! fait le tour du monde des musiques festives, engagées, nomades et plurielles.
La troisième édition d'Esperanzah! promet d'être encore plus festive, engagée et colorée que les deux premières éditions.
La programmation continuera à encourager les métissages musicaux, les points de rencontre entre le traditionnel et le moderne, entre artistes confirmés et nouveaux artistes en recherche, entre les musiques d'origines et les musiques actuelles, les musiques de partage, d'échanges, ouvertes, généreuses, engagées, tolérantes…
Esperanzah!, un festival pour ceux qui rêvent d'un autre monde, pour ceux qui croient qu'il est possible de croire en l'Homme à travers la musique… Esperanzah!, la révolte tranquille.
En collaboration avec le Centre National de la Coopération au Développement, le Comité pour l'Annulation de la Dette du Tiers Monde et Credal, Esperanzah! a choisi pour thématique de sa troisième édition l'annulation de la dette du tiers-monde.
Du vendredi au dimanche, interventions spéciales et animations associatives sensibiliseront le public à la nécessité d'un changement radical du système financier international.
A l'issue du Festival, l'équipe se propose d'organiser, à la demande de quelques artistes africains, une première assemblée de musiciens : " Le Forum des Musiciens Africains solidaires ".
Outre la programmation musicale, Esperanzah! regorgera d'animations, de restos et de stands associatifs et humanitaires aux revendications diverses, ajoutant au festival une nouvelle dimension."
Et puis l'Abbaye de Floreffe, c'est aussi...
http://www.abbaye-de-floreffe.be/fr_new/produit.htm 😉
Ya un camping, des chambres d'hôtes, tickets online, tgv Paris Namur puis navette, etc...
Qui sera là vendredi? j'espère
Simba P'tite Marie Solette (?) Parvat.................
Ceux qui veulent passer le weekend, ya un super festival de world musique le 31/7 et le 1/8 "http://www.esperanzah.be/" Avec entre autre... Susheela Raman, lasha, et tant et tant d'autres...
"Les 30, 31 juillet et 1er août 2004, Esperanzah! fera, pour la troisième année consécutive, vibrer les murs et les jardins de l'abbaye de Floreffe, près de Namur (Belgique).
Véritable souk musical et gastronomique, ouvert sur la découverte et la convivialité, en trois jours, Esperanzah! fait le tour du monde des musiques festives, engagées, nomades et plurielles.
La troisième édition d'Esperanzah! promet d'être encore plus festive, engagée et colorée que les deux premières éditions.
La programmation continuera à encourager les métissages musicaux, les points de rencontre entre le traditionnel et le moderne, entre artistes confirmés et nouveaux artistes en recherche, entre les musiques d'origines et les musiques actuelles, les musiques de partage, d'échanges, ouvertes, généreuses, engagées, tolérantes…
Esperanzah!, un festival pour ceux qui rêvent d'un autre monde, pour ceux qui croient qu'il est possible de croire en l'Homme à travers la musique… Esperanzah!, la révolte tranquille.
En collaboration avec le Centre National de la Coopération au Développement, le Comité pour l'Annulation de la Dette du Tiers Monde et Credal, Esperanzah! a choisi pour thématique de sa troisième édition l'annulation de la dette du tiers-monde.
Du vendredi au dimanche, interventions spéciales et animations associatives sensibiliseront le public à la nécessité d'un changement radical du système financier international.
A l'issue du Festival, l'équipe se propose d'organiser, à la demande de quelques artistes africains, une première assemblée de musiciens : " Le Forum des Musiciens Africains solidaires ".
Outre la programmation musicale, Esperanzah! regorgera d'animations, de restos et de stands associatifs et humanitaires aux revendications diverses, ajoutant au festival une nouvelle dimension."
Et puis l'Abbaye de Floreffe, c'est aussi...
http://www.abbaye-de-floreffe.be/fr_new/produit.htm 😉
Ya un camping, des chambres d'hôtes, tickets online, tgv Paris Namur puis navette, etc...
Qui sera là vendredi? j'espère
Simba P'tite Marie Solette (?) Parvat.................
Hôtel Club les Dunes à Djerba? English translation pending
Mes parent parte dans cet hotel fin mai.
Si vous connaissez merci de me dire si c un bonne hotel.
Que faire a djerba?
MERCI
Si vous connaissez merci de me dire si c un bonne hotel.
Que faire a djerba?
MERCI
Distance Tunis-Annaba (Algérie) English translation pending
Bonjour
J'aimerais connaitre le nbre de kms entre la ville de Tunis et celle d'Annaba en Algérie. Est-ce qu'une personne aurait déja fait le trajet en voiture ?
Merci pour vos réponses.
Khedi
J'aimerais connaitre le nbre de kms entre la ville de Tunis et celle d'Annaba en Algérie. Est-ce qu'une personne aurait déja fait le trajet en voiture ?
Merci pour vos réponses.
Khedi
Conseils sur Liban et Syrie English translation pending
Bonjour tout le monde,
D'ici quelques semaines, je vais me rendre en Liban et en Syrie pour un voyage d'affaire. Est-ce que quelqu'un qui est déjà allé peut me conseiller? Au point de vue hébergement (propre et pas trop cher), tenue conseillée, ... Est-ce qu'en tant que femme européenne, ce sera plus difficile de négocier avec des hommes?
J'ai encore pleins de questions en tête mais une chose à la fois.😉
Merci
D'ici quelques semaines, je vais me rendre en Liban et en Syrie pour un voyage d'affaire. Est-ce que quelqu'un qui est déjà allé peut me conseiller? Au point de vue hébergement (propre et pas trop cher), tenue conseillée, ... Est-ce qu'en tant que femme européenne, ce sera plus difficile de négocier avec des hommes?
J'ai encore pleins de questions en tête mais une chose à la fois.😉
Merci
Le Caire: excursion d'une soirée? English translation pending
Bonjour,
Je m’en vais en Égypte au début de mai. J’arriverai au Caire vers 16h le samedi et repartirai vers Luxor seulement à 2h a.m. ensuite. On m’a dit que je pourrais laisser mes bagages en consigne à l’aéroport et aller me balader en ville pour la soirée. Avez-vous des conseils à me donner pour organiser cette petite expédition? Quel quartier choisir pour une balade à pieds pendant quelques heures? Où manger? Merci de me donner votre avis! J'aurai la chance de visiter Le Caire un peu plus longtemps (3 jours) au retour de ma croisière sur le Nil.
Je m’en vais en Égypte au début de mai. J’arriverai au Caire vers 16h le samedi et repartirai vers Luxor seulement à 2h a.m. ensuite. On m’a dit que je pourrais laisser mes bagages en consigne à l’aéroport et aller me balader en ville pour la soirée. Avez-vous des conseils à me donner pour organiser cette petite expédition? Quel quartier choisir pour une balade à pieds pendant quelques heures? Où manger? Merci de me donner votre avis! J'aurai la chance de visiter Le Caire un peu plus longtemps (3 jours) au retour de ma croisière sur le Nil.
Retour d'Hurghada hôtel Sea Star Beau Rivage 5* English translation pending
Quelques commentaires suite à mon séjour à Hurghada.
L'hôtel:
Sea Star Beau Rivage 5*:
Malgré une construction en U de type "tout béton" j'ai été agréablement surpris par la qualité du service, le confort et la généreuse superficie des chambres, l'accès direct à la mer Rouge (et à ses coraux et poissons) par une petite, mais propre, plage. La table d'excellente qualité, les prix des consommations loin d'être prohibitifs. L'équipe animatrice italienne (mais parlant anglais et français) disponible et très souriante. Les deux piscines (dont une chauffée) sont belles et très bien intégrées dans un jardin fort bien entretenu.
Les moins: un Jacuzzi à la propreté discutable et un environnement autour de l'hôtel ressemblant plus à Grozny qu'à une station balnéaire.
Les excursions:
Multiples et aux tarifs plus que surprenants, ex: une journée sur une goelette, snorkling et repas compris pour 10€. Un après-midi dans le désert en quad (2h de pilotage), repas, thé et bédouins compris, 50€/2 pers.
Hurghada-Ville:
Nous plongeons instantanément dans la vie citadine des Egyptiens. La ville est en perpétuelle construction, il y a des ordures partout, les autochtones, vivant principalement du tourisme, ont une légitime tendance au racolage mais ne sont jamais agressifs. Il est néanmoins sympatique de voir se croiser une 504 break et un âne tirant une charette débordante de légumes, de voir une boucherie dont les étals débordent sur le trottoir! Un matin consacré à l'achat de souvenirs dans le souk nous a permis de goûter aux joies du marchandage, chez un commercant très accueillant, autour d'un thé aux fleurs d'hibiscus. A vivre.
Il est néanmoins conseillé aux femmes de se couvrir les épaules, de porter des vêtements longs et quoiqu'il en soit de s'attendre à supporter des regards insistants. En dehors des hôtels et hormis les boutiques de souvenirs il n'y a strictement rien de touristique à Hurghada, c'est une ville typique, ce qui fait d'ailleurs son charme.
En espérant que ces commentaires répondrons à certaines de vos attentes.
L'hôtel:
Sea Star Beau Rivage 5*:
Malgré une construction en U de type "tout béton" j'ai été agréablement surpris par la qualité du service, le confort et la généreuse superficie des chambres, l'accès direct à la mer Rouge (et à ses coraux et poissons) par une petite, mais propre, plage. La table d'excellente qualité, les prix des consommations loin d'être prohibitifs. L'équipe animatrice italienne (mais parlant anglais et français) disponible et très souriante. Les deux piscines (dont une chauffée) sont belles et très bien intégrées dans un jardin fort bien entretenu.
Les moins: un Jacuzzi à la propreté discutable et un environnement autour de l'hôtel ressemblant plus à Grozny qu'à une station balnéaire.
Les excursions:
Multiples et aux tarifs plus que surprenants, ex: une journée sur une goelette, snorkling et repas compris pour 10€. Un après-midi dans le désert en quad (2h de pilotage), repas, thé et bédouins compris, 50€/2 pers.
Hurghada-Ville:
Nous plongeons instantanément dans la vie citadine des Egyptiens. La ville est en perpétuelle construction, il y a des ordures partout, les autochtones, vivant principalement du tourisme, ont une légitime tendance au racolage mais ne sont jamais agressifs. Il est néanmoins sympatique de voir se croiser une 504 break et un âne tirant une charette débordante de légumes, de voir une boucherie dont les étals débordent sur le trottoir! Un matin consacré à l'achat de souvenirs dans le souk nous a permis de goûter aux joies du marchandage, chez un commercant très accueillant, autour d'un thé aux fleurs d'hibiscus. A vivre.
Il est néanmoins conseillé aux femmes de se couvrir les épaules, de porter des vêtements longs et quoiqu'il en soit de s'attendre à supporter des regards insistants. En dehors des hôtels et hormis les boutiques de souvenirs il n'y a strictement rien de touristique à Hurghada, c'est une ville typique, ce qui fait d'ailleurs son charme.
En espérant que ces commentaires répondrons à certaines de vos attentes.
Hôtel Karthago à Djerba English translation pending
Salut à tous,
Connaissez-vous l'hôtel "Karthago" à Djerba Plage????
y a t'il des visites à ne pas manquer à Djerba??????
merci a+
steph
Connaissez-vous l'hôtel "Karthago" à Djerba Plage????
y a t'il des visites à ne pas manquer à Djerba??????
merci a+
steph
Hôtel Gulf Beach à Djerba English translation pending
Bonjour tout le monde,
Je vais en Tunisie (à Djerba) au mois de Février, et je souhaiterais avoir tout type d' informations ou de remarques concernant Djerba.
Si vous avez des infos sur l' Hotel Golf Beach (prestations, excurssions, conseils...) n' hésitez pas.
Je souhaiterais aussi savoir si l' Euro est accepté par les commercents.
Merci d' avance pour vos informations.
Je vais en Tunisie (à Djerba) au mois de Février, et je souhaiterais avoir tout type d' informations ou de remarques concernant Djerba.
Si vous avez des infos sur l' Hotel Golf Beach (prestations, excurssions, conseils...) n' hésitez pas.
Je souhaiterais aussi savoir si l' Euro est accepté par les commercents.
Merci d' avance pour vos informations.
Hebergement a Paris English translation pending
Je serais a Paris une semaine au mois de mai 2004, j'aimerais connaitre des petites auberges, hotels, B&B, pas trop cher, et surtout bien situé, pour que je puisse visiter a pied.
Merci a l'avance Tourlou!
Merci a l'avance Tourlou!
Une fille en rouge et or... English translation pending
Au pied d’un genévrier, les doigts de pied en bouquet de violettes.
Une fille en rouge et or traverse un champ de luzerne. Un vieil homme irrigue ses champs, l’eau… la vie, pain et fourrage assurés. Au bord de la séguia une femme danse sur un pierre plate, une épaisse mousse grise sous ses pieds. Burnous et couvertures seront propres ce soir. Comme un frisbee lancé d’un coin du ciel, un grand rollier bleu plane au ras de l’eau. Panique chez les libellules. Des enfants pèchent dans la rivière. Immobiles ça et là, des mulets hument la brise déjà chaude et parfumée.
C’est jour de souk. Jaky se charge des achats. Je bulle et médite sur les hauteurs d’Anergui, loin du chahut, loin du chaos et de mes repères d’occidental qui sont ici bien superflus. Loin des rumeurs de la ville où l’on ne peut que partager son temps entre des rêves sublimes et la routine souvent monotone du quotidien. Loin du vacarme qui prétend nous faire honte de vouloir savoir plus du printemps, des ruisseaux, des couleurs, des nuages que des potins de l’art, de la mode ou de la littérature et des cours de la bourse.
La brillante lumière d’automne qui baignait le versant ouest et le fond de la vallée depuis le lever du jour, gagne peu à peu la barrière du Mourik face à la maison. Elle dévoile insidieusement dans la pente le relief et les détails masqués jusque-là dans le gris brumeux du contre jour. Ravins, corniches, pierriers, vires, thuyas centenaires et genévriers noueux suspendus dans le vide, accrochés désespérément à la moindre faille, apparaissent graduellement.
Je me laisse aller facilement à la contemplation, cette « écriture de l’esprit que nul ne lira jamais, même à l’aide d’un scanner ». Formule dont je ne revendique pas la paternité.
Le maïs est à hauteur d’homme. C’est la fin d’une tranche de vie commencée il y a cinq mois. Blé et orge sont engrangés. Les vallées sont au repos dans l’attente de la deuxième récolte.
Deux chiens se parlent dans le lointain. La caravane ne passe pas. Heureusement car ils aboient toute la nuit. Toutes les nuits. Mais on s’y fait ! C’est comme le beurre rance, pourtant triste souvenir, fondu, diversement épicé et bien relevé au piment, j’ai fini par apprécier. Même au petit déjeuner ! Et puis il y a les mouches… auxquelles on ne se fait pas. Génocide au torchon. Fuite. Elles reviennent. Insecticide. Chute, agonie bourdonnante. Je ne pleure pas la mort. Mortes. Et puis le soleil. Sieste ! Ne reste que le corps à l’ombre. La tête est partie, dans les rêves, loin dans les centigrades.
Un carnet sous la main, j’écris. J’écris je ne sais quoi. Des mots pour le temps qui passe, qui ne donne sa force qu’à ceux qui ont du temps à vivre. Pas à pleurer. Les os sont au repos et l’esprit en paix. Et pourtant, bientôt sera pour moi le temps du souvenir ; le son lourd des taadlount, un sourire, des yeux de braise un soir de fête, les couleurs des écheveaux de laine au soleil, les aboiements des chiens dans la nuit, les chants des lavandières, les feux des campements, la volupté de la fumée portée par les étoiles, une théière sur les braises, les parfum de timija, les rires d’enfants dans la rivière, le retour des troupeaux au coucher du soleil, l’appel à la prière. Mais aussi la mort qui emporte les enfants malades ou les mères mal accouchées car c’était écrit … dans les nuages, dans le cours des rivières, dans les saisons et les étoiles. Mektoub.
Il est dix heures du matin et du haut de mon observatoire je sens déjà tafouït annoncer clairement ses intentions : briller haut et fort jusqu’à la prière du soir ; la dernière des cinq incantations quotidiennes, et autant d’invitations à la prosternation face au soleil levant. Des scènes devant lesquelles je ne peux rester insensible même si je suis persuadé de l’inutilité concrète de cet acte dans le devenir de ces êtres reclus, et dans le même temps ne cesse de m’étonner de leur crédulité et de leur simplicité. Et si c’était la foi, cette foi si profonde qui leur faisait supporter leur indigence comme s’il s’agissait d’un don du « Tout puissant » ?
Questionnements, sensations diverses, profondes émotions. Cent cinquante jours d’une tranche de vie hors du commun, de notre commun. Redécouverte de la générosité, de l’humilité, de la simplicité. Humblement, faire ou voir, pétrir le pain, moissonner, labourer, laver la laine fraîchement tondue, filer, tisser, chanter, servir le thé…
Nous avons vécu ici des jours précieux, oubliant le temps futur et ses incertitudes. Que de visages marqués par le temps, la dureté de l’existence sur cette terre oubliée par le commandeur des croyants et ses serviteurs, soumis à ses lois, sans se poser de questions car la réponse existe avant la question : Mektoub.
Et malgré tout que de sourires chaleureux. Jamais vu tant de sourires, de rires, sur toutes les lèvres d’un soleil levant à l’autre ; fascination des regards pleins des lueurs de la vie.
Alors j’écris « Vie », toujours, dans tout ce qui m’entoure. dans les objets, les êtres et leurs gestes. Dans la couleur des tapis sur les métiers à tisser. Dans la mélodie d’une flûte aux lèvres d’un berger. Dans la brise chaude qui te prend parfois dès l’aube. Dans les épis dorés sur les aires de battage. Dans un ballet de flamants roses sur les eaux sombres d’un lac. Dans les chants quotidiens sortis de toutes les bouches, moissonneurs, muletier, tisseuse, lavandière, laboureur ou chercheuse d’eau.
Dans…
Mais le périple prend fin.
Trois jours, trois nuits encore avant de réapprendre à matérialiser le temps qui passe, retrouver les principes élémentaires de notre société et toutes les contraintes oubliées durant ce séjour dans les montagnes berbères. Dans trois jours nous quitterons cette vallée pour « l’ autre monde ». Notre « vagabondage » s’achève là où il commença, dans cette vallée d’Anergui où les hommes ont choisi la liberté intérieure dans la soumission à la nature, au ciel et parfois à Dieu. Mais seul ce dernièr saurait conduire leur destinée, pourvu qu’on y croie et qu’on lui fît confiance… « l’année prochaine la récolte sera meilleure. Inch Allah. »
De plaisir en générosité, de partage en offrandes, nous vivions ensemble, citoyens du monde, comme des frères. La paix, le calme n’ont cessé de nous accompagner durant cette aventure merveilleuse. Corps et esprit rassasiés, je regagnerai la ville avec force et sérénité. Fini l’insouciance, l’errance. Resteront les images, l’amitié, les émotions, comme mille et un témoins, si besoin était, de ces moments vécus pleinement. Vécus au présent.
Le rollier s’est posé sur le pin voisin, il s’est secoué, reposé quelques secondes, puis il est reparti, éclair bleu à travers les branches. Il n’a même pas pensé à chanter un petit peu. Dommage. Peut-être était-il pressé d’aller chanter ailleurs, sur une autre terre où l’homme aurait perdu l’espoir.
Va ! … les hommes et les femmes d’Anergui espèrent encore en la terre nourricière, et d’autres oiseaux d’autres couleurs entretiennent cet espoir. La hauteur des blés aussi.
Et dans cet espoir vibrent les rouges, les safrans, le gris-bleu des regards quand le khôl est présent, le noir, le vert ou le grenat des habits des femmes et des filles … autant de fleurs dans les champs …
Et les sourires … à vendre mulet et sac à dos pour constituer la dot.
Trois jours, trois nuits encore, "encore", pas "seulement", qui fileront comme l’eau de source entre les doigts. Tu ne te rends compte de rien et déjà la main est vide sans que la soif soit apaisée. Alors il faudra recommencer. Replonger dans cette eau claire et froide.
Mais les sources sont trop rares...
Que revienne le temps du souvenir. Que revienne vite le temps de l'errance.
La fille en rouge et or quitte son champ de luzerne.
Je jette ce crayon pour toujours…
Une fille en rouge et or traverse un champ de luzerne. Un vieil homme irrigue ses champs, l’eau… la vie, pain et fourrage assurés. Au bord de la séguia une femme danse sur un pierre plate, une épaisse mousse grise sous ses pieds. Burnous et couvertures seront propres ce soir. Comme un frisbee lancé d’un coin du ciel, un grand rollier bleu plane au ras de l’eau. Panique chez les libellules. Des enfants pèchent dans la rivière. Immobiles ça et là, des mulets hument la brise déjà chaude et parfumée.
C’est jour de souk. Jaky se charge des achats. Je bulle et médite sur les hauteurs d’Anergui, loin du chahut, loin du chaos et de mes repères d’occidental qui sont ici bien superflus. Loin des rumeurs de la ville où l’on ne peut que partager son temps entre des rêves sublimes et la routine souvent monotone du quotidien. Loin du vacarme qui prétend nous faire honte de vouloir savoir plus du printemps, des ruisseaux, des couleurs, des nuages que des potins de l’art, de la mode ou de la littérature et des cours de la bourse.
La brillante lumière d’automne qui baignait le versant ouest et le fond de la vallée depuis le lever du jour, gagne peu à peu la barrière du Mourik face à la maison. Elle dévoile insidieusement dans la pente le relief et les détails masqués jusque-là dans le gris brumeux du contre jour. Ravins, corniches, pierriers, vires, thuyas centenaires et genévriers noueux suspendus dans le vide, accrochés désespérément à la moindre faille, apparaissent graduellement.
Je me laisse aller facilement à la contemplation, cette « écriture de l’esprit que nul ne lira jamais, même à l’aide d’un scanner ». Formule dont je ne revendique pas la paternité.
Le maïs est à hauteur d’homme. C’est la fin d’une tranche de vie commencée il y a cinq mois. Blé et orge sont engrangés. Les vallées sont au repos dans l’attente de la deuxième récolte.
Deux chiens se parlent dans le lointain. La caravane ne passe pas. Heureusement car ils aboient toute la nuit. Toutes les nuits. Mais on s’y fait ! C’est comme le beurre rance, pourtant triste souvenir, fondu, diversement épicé et bien relevé au piment, j’ai fini par apprécier. Même au petit déjeuner ! Et puis il y a les mouches… auxquelles on ne se fait pas. Génocide au torchon. Fuite. Elles reviennent. Insecticide. Chute, agonie bourdonnante. Je ne pleure pas la mort. Mortes. Et puis le soleil. Sieste ! Ne reste que le corps à l’ombre. La tête est partie, dans les rêves, loin dans les centigrades.
Un carnet sous la main, j’écris. J’écris je ne sais quoi. Des mots pour le temps qui passe, qui ne donne sa force qu’à ceux qui ont du temps à vivre. Pas à pleurer. Les os sont au repos et l’esprit en paix. Et pourtant, bientôt sera pour moi le temps du souvenir ; le son lourd des taadlount, un sourire, des yeux de braise un soir de fête, les couleurs des écheveaux de laine au soleil, les aboiements des chiens dans la nuit, les chants des lavandières, les feux des campements, la volupté de la fumée portée par les étoiles, une théière sur les braises, les parfum de timija, les rires d’enfants dans la rivière, le retour des troupeaux au coucher du soleil, l’appel à la prière. Mais aussi la mort qui emporte les enfants malades ou les mères mal accouchées car c’était écrit … dans les nuages, dans le cours des rivières, dans les saisons et les étoiles. Mektoub.
Il est dix heures du matin et du haut de mon observatoire je sens déjà tafouït annoncer clairement ses intentions : briller haut et fort jusqu’à la prière du soir ; la dernière des cinq incantations quotidiennes, et autant d’invitations à la prosternation face au soleil levant. Des scènes devant lesquelles je ne peux rester insensible même si je suis persuadé de l’inutilité concrète de cet acte dans le devenir de ces êtres reclus, et dans le même temps ne cesse de m’étonner de leur crédulité et de leur simplicité. Et si c’était la foi, cette foi si profonde qui leur faisait supporter leur indigence comme s’il s’agissait d’un don du « Tout puissant » ?
Questionnements, sensations diverses, profondes émotions. Cent cinquante jours d’une tranche de vie hors du commun, de notre commun. Redécouverte de la générosité, de l’humilité, de la simplicité. Humblement, faire ou voir, pétrir le pain, moissonner, labourer, laver la laine fraîchement tondue, filer, tisser, chanter, servir le thé…
Nous avons vécu ici des jours précieux, oubliant le temps futur et ses incertitudes. Que de visages marqués par le temps, la dureté de l’existence sur cette terre oubliée par le commandeur des croyants et ses serviteurs, soumis à ses lois, sans se poser de questions car la réponse existe avant la question : Mektoub.
Et malgré tout que de sourires chaleureux. Jamais vu tant de sourires, de rires, sur toutes les lèvres d’un soleil levant à l’autre ; fascination des regards pleins des lueurs de la vie.
Alors j’écris « Vie », toujours, dans tout ce qui m’entoure. dans les objets, les êtres et leurs gestes. Dans la couleur des tapis sur les métiers à tisser. Dans la mélodie d’une flûte aux lèvres d’un berger. Dans la brise chaude qui te prend parfois dès l’aube. Dans les épis dorés sur les aires de battage. Dans un ballet de flamants roses sur les eaux sombres d’un lac. Dans les chants quotidiens sortis de toutes les bouches, moissonneurs, muletier, tisseuse, lavandière, laboureur ou chercheuse d’eau.
Dans…
Mais le périple prend fin.
Trois jours, trois nuits encore avant de réapprendre à matérialiser le temps qui passe, retrouver les principes élémentaires de notre société et toutes les contraintes oubliées durant ce séjour dans les montagnes berbères. Dans trois jours nous quitterons cette vallée pour « l’ autre monde ». Notre « vagabondage » s’achève là où il commença, dans cette vallée d’Anergui où les hommes ont choisi la liberté intérieure dans la soumission à la nature, au ciel et parfois à Dieu. Mais seul ce dernièr saurait conduire leur destinée, pourvu qu’on y croie et qu’on lui fît confiance… « l’année prochaine la récolte sera meilleure. Inch Allah. »
De plaisir en générosité, de partage en offrandes, nous vivions ensemble, citoyens du monde, comme des frères. La paix, le calme n’ont cessé de nous accompagner durant cette aventure merveilleuse. Corps et esprit rassasiés, je regagnerai la ville avec force et sérénité. Fini l’insouciance, l’errance. Resteront les images, l’amitié, les émotions, comme mille et un témoins, si besoin était, de ces moments vécus pleinement. Vécus au présent.
Le rollier s’est posé sur le pin voisin, il s’est secoué, reposé quelques secondes, puis il est reparti, éclair bleu à travers les branches. Il n’a même pas pensé à chanter un petit peu. Dommage. Peut-être était-il pressé d’aller chanter ailleurs, sur une autre terre où l’homme aurait perdu l’espoir.
Va ! … les hommes et les femmes d’Anergui espèrent encore en la terre nourricière, et d’autres oiseaux d’autres couleurs entretiennent cet espoir. La hauteur des blés aussi.
Et dans cet espoir vibrent les rouges, les safrans, le gris-bleu des regards quand le khôl est présent, le noir, le vert ou le grenat des habits des femmes et des filles … autant de fleurs dans les champs …
Et les sourires … à vendre mulet et sac à dos pour constituer la dot.
Trois jours, trois nuits encore, "encore", pas "seulement", qui fileront comme l’eau de source entre les doigts. Tu ne te rends compte de rien et déjà la main est vide sans que la soif soit apaisée. Alors il faudra recommencer. Replonger dans cette eau claire et froide.
Mais les sources sont trop rares...
Que revienne le temps du souvenir. Que revienne vite le temps de l'errance.
La fille en rouge et or quitte son champ de luzerne.
Je jette ce crayon pour toujours…
Bons plans pour la Tunisie English translation pending
Hello à tous!!
Je lance un appel à quiconque pourra me donner des infos sur la tunisie ( les villes où séjourner, les sites à visiter ...bref les endroits à ne manquer sous aucun prétexte 😉)
Je souhaiterais savoir si qqn connait la chaîne hotellière ABOU NAWAS????
Merci d'avance pour ces renseignements!!
Have a nice day 🙂
Je lance un appel à quiconque pourra me donner des infos sur la tunisie ( les villes où séjourner, les sites à visiter ...bref les endroits à ne manquer sous aucun prétexte 😉)
Je souhaiterais savoir si qqn connait la chaîne hotellière ABOU NAWAS????
Merci d'avance pour ces renseignements!!
Have a nice day 🙂
What circuit to do from Monastir?
Hi there,
I’m leaving for Tunisia in five weeks for a full 15-day trip. I’ll be arriving in Monastir and departing from there as well.
I’d like to do a route that’s a bit different from my first stay, which was more focused on cities and culture (Tunis, Sousse, Kairouan, El Jem).
I’ll be getting around by public transport.
I’d like to head south toward Tozeur, and I saw that you can take a *louage* from Monastir to Sbeitla (2h30). I imagine it’s not too complicated to get to Tozeur from there afterward? The issue is the return trip to Monastir and safety in Sbeitla.
If this route seems too complicated, I might opt for Djerba instead, which looks simpler.
Thanks in advance.
I’m leaving for Tunisia in five weeks for a full 15-day trip. I’ll be arriving in Monastir and departing from there as well.
I’d like to do a route that’s a bit different from my first stay, which was more focused on cities and culture (Tunis, Sousse, Kairouan, El Jem).
I’ll be getting around by public transport.
I’d like to head south toward Tozeur, and I saw that you can take a *louage* from Monastir to Sbeitla (2h30). I imagine it’s not too complicated to get to Tozeur from there afterward? The issue is the return trip to Monastir and safety in Sbeitla.
If this route seems too complicated, I might opt for Djerba instead, which looks simpler.
Thanks in advance.
First-timer's feedback on the Marrakech-Merzouga road trip by car
Hi everyone, just back from the 8-day Marrakech-Merzouga loop by car, and I’d love to share my feedback in case it helps some of you. Big thanks to all the forum members who kindly answered my questions!
Trip from Friday the 20th to Saturday the 28th, flying out of Marseille with Ryanair
- Landed late around 8 PM local time, exchanged some currency, and the rental agency (Magdaz Car, which I highly recommend) delivered the car straight to the airport with some great route tips (don’t blindly trust Maps.me). The night drive was a bit intense—lots of people out and about due to Ramadan. Stayed at Riad Midhou (really nice) on the outskirts of the city, which made it easy to hit the road the next morning.
- Day 1: Marrakech to Skoura. The drive was smooth, roads are great, but watch out for roundabout priority—it’s different from France. Beautiful route. Quick stop in Ouarzazate for lunch, Ait Benhaddou for the view (stunning), and the Fint Oasis (meh...). Spent the night at Taloute Ecolodge in Skoura, overlooking the palm grove (super cozy).
- Day 2: Skoura to Todgha Gorges via the Valley of Roses and Dades Gorges. Adventure-packed day! We crossed the Valley of Roses (pretty, but not as amazing as I’d hoped) and took a "shortcut" recommended by the *Routard* guide to reach the Dades Gorges without backtracking. After asking locals, they said, "It’s doable." Turns out it was a narrow, rocky cliffside track—no way to turn around! A stressful moment, with a nice scratch on the bumper and a good sweat. Fine in an SUV or 4x4, but not in a Logan... Then the Dades Gorges (nice) and a detour through the north to reach Todgha from above. Gorgeous mountain road and a quick stop on some snow patches—touching African snow! Spent the night at *Les Gorges de Todgha*—great place, except for the bathroom. The Todgha Gorges themselves are stunning!
Day 3: Todgha to Merzouga. Beautiful drive, and the view of the erg (sand dunes) on arrival is breathtaking! Totally worth the trip. Explored the desert and stayed at *Café du Sud* hotel just outside Merzouga—absolutely gorgeous.
Day 4: Merzouga. Desert exploration and chilling by the hotel pool (with a bonus sunburn). Lunch in Merzouga—I recommend *Dakar*—their lemon tajine was amazing. Spent the night in the hotel’s luxury camp, including a camel ride. The camp was beautiful, but I was disappointed we weren’t deeper in the desert given the price (100 € per person, including dinner, breakfast, and camel ride).
Day 5: Merzouga to Tamnougalt. Gorgeous route. First fine (a supposed stop sign...) but the officer was super nice—only 150 MAD. Stayed at *Kasbah Maktob*, right in the middle of ruins—really unique and beautiful!
Day 6: Tamnougalt to Marrakech. Another beautiful drive, and a second fine (minor speeding), same amount. Crossed a windy mountain pass during a big storm—traffic was blocked in the opposite direction (not sure why), causing massive jams for those coming from Marrakech. A few downed cables, but nothing serious. Arriving in Marrakech was tricky—hard to find the rental agency, and the traffic was intense (watch out for GPS trying to send you through the medina). Ask the rental company to meet you somewhere quiet. They didn’t even notice the damaged bumper... Stayed at *Riad Zifamo* in the heart of the medina. Big change of pace—so many people and so much hustle!
Day 7: Marrakech. Lots of wandering through the souk and a quick trip to Gueliz (not essential). A few tips for the medina: watch out for scooters weaving too fast, always negotiate prices (aim for at least 1/3 off what they ask, unless it’s a small amount), don’t buy spices—more expensive than in France! Head to the *Carrefour Market* in Gueliz for better prices. In the end, not many truly unique items—you’ll find more or less the same things everywhere.
Day 8: Early morning flight. We’d booked a car to the airport from the riad, but a taxi would’ve been fine—plenty available even at 7 AM. Security wasn’t an issue (we had lighters and liquids over 100 ml).
A few extra notes: Pleasantly surprised by the road quality—just a few potholes here and there, but overall very drivable. Watch out for the police—they’re everywhere! The car cost me 30 € per day (with the *Routard* discount) and about 90 € in gas. No safety concerns, no harassment, and no stomach issues, despite the ice in Marrakech. Breakfasts at the hotels were usually hearty—take advantage! The timing (end of February) was perfect—pleasant daytime temps and cool nights. Since it was Ramadan, nothing unusual to report, except it was hard to find food outside Marrakech at lunchtime. If I did it again, Merzouga is a must, but I’d spend a night in a real desert bivouac, deeper in the dunes. My stops (no more than 300 km a day) were well-paced, and with so few cars on the road, it wasn’t tiring—even though I’m not usually a fan of driving... Happy to answer any questions!
Trip from Friday the 20th to Saturday the 28th, flying out of Marseille with Ryanair
- Landed late around 8 PM local time, exchanged some currency, and the rental agency (Magdaz Car, which I highly recommend) delivered the car straight to the airport with some great route tips (don’t blindly trust Maps.me). The night drive was a bit intense—lots of people out and about due to Ramadan. Stayed at Riad Midhou (really nice) on the outskirts of the city, which made it easy to hit the road the next morning.
- Day 1: Marrakech to Skoura. The drive was smooth, roads are great, but watch out for roundabout priority—it’s different from France. Beautiful route. Quick stop in Ouarzazate for lunch, Ait Benhaddou for the view (stunning), and the Fint Oasis (meh...). Spent the night at Taloute Ecolodge in Skoura, overlooking the palm grove (super cozy).
- Day 2: Skoura to Todgha Gorges via the Valley of Roses and Dades Gorges. Adventure-packed day! We crossed the Valley of Roses (pretty, but not as amazing as I’d hoped) and took a "shortcut" recommended by the *Routard* guide to reach the Dades Gorges without backtracking. After asking locals, they said, "It’s doable." Turns out it was a narrow, rocky cliffside track—no way to turn around! A stressful moment, with a nice scratch on the bumper and a good sweat. Fine in an SUV or 4x4, but not in a Logan... Then the Dades Gorges (nice) and a detour through the north to reach Todgha from above. Gorgeous mountain road and a quick stop on some snow patches—touching African snow! Spent the night at *Les Gorges de Todgha*—great place, except for the bathroom. The Todgha Gorges themselves are stunning!
Day 3: Todgha to Merzouga. Beautiful drive, and the view of the erg (sand dunes) on arrival is breathtaking! Totally worth the trip. Explored the desert and stayed at *Café du Sud* hotel just outside Merzouga—absolutely gorgeous.
Day 4: Merzouga. Desert exploration and chilling by the hotel pool (with a bonus sunburn). Lunch in Merzouga—I recommend *Dakar*—their lemon tajine was amazing. Spent the night in the hotel’s luxury camp, including a camel ride. The camp was beautiful, but I was disappointed we weren’t deeper in the desert given the price (100 € per person, including dinner, breakfast, and camel ride).
Day 5: Merzouga to Tamnougalt. Gorgeous route. First fine (a supposed stop sign...) but the officer was super nice—only 150 MAD. Stayed at *Kasbah Maktob*, right in the middle of ruins—really unique and beautiful!
Day 6: Tamnougalt to Marrakech. Another beautiful drive, and a second fine (minor speeding), same amount. Crossed a windy mountain pass during a big storm—traffic was blocked in the opposite direction (not sure why), causing massive jams for those coming from Marrakech. A few downed cables, but nothing serious. Arriving in Marrakech was tricky—hard to find the rental agency, and the traffic was intense (watch out for GPS trying to send you through the medina). Ask the rental company to meet you somewhere quiet. They didn’t even notice the damaged bumper... Stayed at *Riad Zifamo* in the heart of the medina. Big change of pace—so many people and so much hustle!
Day 7: Marrakech. Lots of wandering through the souk and a quick trip to Gueliz (not essential). A few tips for the medina: watch out for scooters weaving too fast, always negotiate prices (aim for at least 1/3 off what they ask, unless it’s a small amount), don’t buy spices—more expensive than in France! Head to the *Carrefour Market* in Gueliz for better prices. In the end, not many truly unique items—you’ll find more or less the same things everywhere.
Day 8: Early morning flight. We’d booked a car to the airport from the riad, but a taxi would’ve been fine—plenty available even at 7 AM. Security wasn’t an issue (we had lighters and liquids over 100 ml).
A few extra notes: Pleasantly surprised by the road quality—just a few potholes here and there, but overall very drivable. Watch out for the police—they’re everywhere! The car cost me 30 € per day (with the *Routard* discount) and about 90 € in gas. No safety concerns, no harassment, and no stomach issues, despite the ice in Marrakech. Breakfasts at the hotels were usually hearty—take advantage! The timing (end of February) was perfect—pleasant daytime temps and cool nights. Since it was Ramadan, nothing unusual to report, except it was hard to find food outside Marrakech at lunchtime. If I did it again, Merzouga is a must, but I’d spend a night in a real desert bivouac, deeper in the dunes. My stops (no more than 300 km a day) were well-paced, and with so few cars on the road, it wasn’t tiring—even though I’m not usually a fan of driving... Happy to answer any questions!
Tunisian Impressions (Live)
Hi there,
I arrived in Tunisia this afternoon for a full 14-day stay.
I took a direct Tunisair flight from Nice, which departed about thirty minutes late (that’s nothing compared to the "nightmares" I’ve had on some of my recent trips).
The flight lasts around 1 hour and 20 minutes, and a small snack was served on board (a sort of quiche with chickpea purée, a small bread roll, a portion of cheese like La Vache qui rit, and a small chocolate cake). It’s worth mentioning because it’s becoming increasingly rare on short flights. I was seated between two Tunisian gentlemen who gave me some great tips for my trip, especially about negotiating prices. One of them is a former cameraman for France Télévisions, very cultured and well-traveled—his daughter is a journalist at France Télévisions (I found some of her articles online). In short, the flight was very pleasant and quick.

I’m staying at the Hôtel Royal Victoria. I booked it yesterday afternoon by email without providing my credit card number. The room costs 241 TND (71 €) with breakfast included. It has heating, a small fridge, a safe, a hairdryer, Wi-Fi, and a TV with international channels. There’s a police van permanently parked in the square where the hotel is located.
This hotel is housed in the former British consulate and later embassy. It has a lot of charm with its painted wood ceilings and doors, and its bathroom covered in ceramic tiles. The tiny elevator is from another era. The main advantage of the hotel is its location between the medina and Avenue Bourguiba. Nearby, there’s the Magasin Général, where you can find groceries and some typical products like rose water, geranium water, and tons of halwa (a customer kindly explained how to eat it and which is the best).
After nightfall, I took a short stroll down Avenue Bourguiba. There weren’t many people around—it’s windy and cold.
I’ve already noticed the warm welcome from Tunisians. The supermarket cashier welcomed me to Tunisia, and a gentleman I asked for directions to the Magasin Général (I was about to climb stairs leading to a mosque!) insisted on inviting me for coffee, but I declined.
The rest of my itinerary will depend on the weather. If it doesn’t rain tomorrow, I might visit Carthage since the Bardo Museum is closed on Mondays, as are the museums in Sidi Bou Said.
TO BE CONTINUED...

I arrived in Tunisia this afternoon for a full 14-day stay.
I took a direct Tunisair flight from Nice, which departed about thirty minutes late (that’s nothing compared to the "nightmares" I’ve had on some of my recent trips).
The flight lasts around 1 hour and 20 minutes, and a small snack was served on board (a sort of quiche with chickpea purée, a small bread roll, a portion of cheese like La Vache qui rit, and a small chocolate cake). It’s worth mentioning because it’s becoming increasingly rare on short flights. I was seated between two Tunisian gentlemen who gave me some great tips for my trip, especially about negotiating prices. One of them is a former cameraman for France Télévisions, very cultured and well-traveled—his daughter is a journalist at France Télévisions (I found some of her articles online). In short, the flight was very pleasant and quick.

I’m staying at the Hôtel Royal Victoria. I booked it yesterday afternoon by email without providing my credit card number. The room costs 241 TND (71 €) with breakfast included. It has heating, a small fridge, a safe, a hairdryer, Wi-Fi, and a TV with international channels. There’s a police van permanently parked in the square where the hotel is located.
This hotel is housed in the former British consulate and later embassy. It has a lot of charm with its painted wood ceilings and doors, and its bathroom covered in ceramic tiles. The tiny elevator is from another era. The main advantage of the hotel is its location between the medina and Avenue Bourguiba. Nearby, there’s the Magasin Général, where you can find groceries and some typical products like rose water, geranium water, and tons of halwa (a customer kindly explained how to eat it and which is the best).
After nightfall, I took a short stroll down Avenue Bourguiba. There weren’t many people around—it’s windy and cold.
I’ve already noticed the warm welcome from Tunisians. The supermarket cashier welcomed me to Tunisia, and a gentleman I asked for directions to the Magasin Général (I was about to climb stairs leading to a mosque!) insisted on inviting me for coffee, but I declined.
The rest of my itinerary will depend on the weather. If it doesn’t rain tomorrow, I might visit Carthage since the Bardo Museum is closed on Mondays, as are the museums in Sidi Bou Said.
TO BE CONTINUED...

7 weeks and 150 years between us on a southern Morocco road trip
We arrive in the evening in Marrakesh, and a taxi arranged by our friendly Riad is waiting for us. The driver takes us to the door, where we’re briefly greeted by our hosts. The room is heated—phew—because it’s really cold on this January 17th for our arrival. Riad Alisma, where we’re staying for 2 nights. The next morning, it’s pouring rain when we wake up, but after a good breakfast, the rain has calmed down. Off we go to the medersa, which allows for a relatively sheltered visit. We’d visited this palace 15 years ago—it’s been renovated since then.


From there, without the rain, we wander aimlessly and eventually end up near the tanneries, but it’s Sunday, and there’s very little activity. Of course, we get hassled by a tout.

Here, the hides after being treated with lime—I love the colors.
We part ways a bit annoyed. He gets a little revenge by giving us bad directions, and we end up outside the city walls. We decide to take a taxi to the new modern art museum—60 dirhams for the 5 km, which is nothing when you think about it. That tout, who we didn’t ask for anything and made it clear we weren’t buying anything, dragged us into a shop supposedly only open that day and demanded 50 dirhams for his "services"! Let’s forget that bad moment and enjoy the exhibition at the MACAL.

The taxi on the way back drops us off at Place des Ferblantiers, not far from our Riad. We’re a little peckish—it’s worth mentioning that at lunchtime, we only ate a plate of beans from a street vendor. So, we buy a bunch of little sweets, each more delicious than the last, at Ajar. We snack while sipping mint tea and watching life go by around us. A final visit to the Museum of Moroccan Cuisine on our way back helps us dodge a few more showers. Then it’s back to the Riad. The atmosphere in the city is heating up—it’s the AFCON final tonight. The temperatures, though? Not so much. We ordered a meal at the Riad, and it was a good call—not only was it really tasty, but the rain also picked up again. Our day in Marrakesh ends under the covers with a good book and some photo sorting. Still, we managed 10,750 steps. View of our Riad

Tomorrow, we’ll pick up our rental car from Medloc and head to Essaouira.


From there, without the rain, we wander aimlessly and eventually end up near the tanneries, but it’s Sunday, and there’s very little activity. Of course, we get hassled by a tout.

Here, the hides after being treated with lime—I love the colors.
We part ways a bit annoyed. He gets a little revenge by giving us bad directions, and we end up outside the city walls. We decide to take a taxi to the new modern art museum—60 dirhams for the 5 km, which is nothing when you think about it. That tout, who we didn’t ask for anything and made it clear we weren’t buying anything, dragged us into a shop supposedly only open that day and demanded 50 dirhams for his "services"! Let’s forget that bad moment and enjoy the exhibition at the MACAL.

The taxi on the way back drops us off at Place des Ferblantiers, not far from our Riad. We’re a little peckish—it’s worth mentioning that at lunchtime, we only ate a plate of beans from a street vendor. So, we buy a bunch of little sweets, each more delicious than the last, at Ajar. We snack while sipping mint tea and watching life go by around us. A final visit to the Museum of Moroccan Cuisine on our way back helps us dodge a few more showers. Then it’s back to the Riad. The atmosphere in the city is heating up—it’s the AFCON final tonight. The temperatures, though? Not so much. We ordered a meal at the Riad, and it was a good call—not only was it really tasty, but the rain also picked up again. Our day in Marrakesh ends under the covers with a good book and some photo sorting. Still, we managed 10,750 steps. View of our Riad

Tomorrow, we’ll pick up our rental car from Medloc and head to Essaouira.
Your tips and recommendations for a trip through southern Morocco
Hello VF friends!
We’re planning to leave Marrakesh by rental car—this will be our second trip to Morocco. While we want to revisit some places, we also hope to explore new regions. Here’s the start of our itinerary, which could take 2 to 3 weeks. We don’t want to cover too many kilometers each day.
- Depart Marrakech for Essaouira, stopping to visit the Inzerki beehive. We’ll stay 3 nights in Essaouira to explore the city and the surrounding area. - Head toward Tamanar or that region for another 3 nights, exploring on a star-shaped route. We’d like to see the Paradise Valley and the coast. Not really keen on stopping in Agadir.
We’ve been to Tafraoute before, but I’d love to see some *greniers* (granaries) again, so we’re considering 1 or 2 nights there.
- Tiznit for 2 nights, making our way to Plage Blanche. - Guelmin and the Tighmert oasis for 2 nights. - Tata for 2 nights, visiting Akka Iguane and other villages.
After that, we’ll head east.
We’d love to hear about your experiences, great tips, and recommendations!
Thanks so much, and happy holidays!
- Depart Marrakech for Essaouira, stopping to visit the Inzerki beehive. We’ll stay 3 nights in Essaouira to explore the city and the surrounding area. - Head toward Tamanar or that region for another 3 nights, exploring on a star-shaped route. We’d like to see the Paradise Valley and the coast. Not really keen on stopping in Agadir.
We’ve been to Tafraoute before, but I’d love to see some *greniers* (granaries) again, so we’re considering 1 or 2 nights there.
- Tiznit for 2 nights, making our way to Plage Blanche. - Guelmin and the Tighmert oasis for 2 nights. - Tata for 2 nights, visiting Akka Iguane and other villages.
After that, we’ll head east.
We’d love to hear about your experiences, great tips, and recommendations!
Thanks so much, and happy holidays!
Dubai on a budget
Four days of beach relaxation in this truly curious place let me unwind 15 years ago after trekking through Asia or Africa: swimming in clear, clean water and easing jet lag was my goal; seeing that mirage in the middle of the desert also piqued my curiosity... And then Dubai developed, and now I go there once a year for 15 days without ever getting bored!! My backpacker budget doesn’t stop me from enjoying what I love about travel: discovering cultures, architecture, and beaches with turquoise waters.
I’m sharing my favorite spots here for those who love simplicity and the thrill of being amazed! Dubai stretches over 50 km long. I stay in the historic Bur Dubai neighborhood, which is very "Indian" and separated from Deira (the more "Arab/African" district) by a creek.
You cross from one side to the other on abras, small traditional wooden boats that run all day. My hotel is 4 minutes from the Al Ghubaiba bus station, 5 minutes from the Al Ghubaiba metro, and 6 minutes from the Al Ghubaiba boat station!!! It’s easy to get around from here, and at night, it’s lively—safe to go out, with few tourists but mostly the local middle class who built (and are still building) Dubai. It’s simple and very international.
- **Transport:** ...**Getting there:** I fly with Emirates from Paris. Taking the 9:30 PM flight, I sleep on the plane, land at 6:35 AM, exchange 200 euros once I’ve picked up my luggage, change in the restroom, grab a taxi to the hotel, drop off my suitcase, and head straight to the beach! ...**On the ground:** I buy a silver NOL card, which works for buses, metro, and boats. I top it up as needed—it’s valid for 2 years. ...**Taxis:** They have reliable meters. Pink ones are driven by women. Airport-to-hotel fare: 12 €. You’ll find them everywhere, and they don’t complain about short trips. Between 3 PM and 4 PM, it’s trickier because of shift changes.
- **Best times to visit:** For me, it’s April-May and October-November: not too hot for walking but warm enough to swim! Watch out for air conditioning—your worst enemy. It’s everywhere, even at bus stops. Bring a big scarf or sarong to cover your throat and head—going from 32°C to 16°C when you enter a mall, bus, or taxi is pretty harsh!
- **Hotel:** I stay at the Grand Astoria (Fahidi Street) because the value for price and location is great. It’s very clean, and I skip breakfast because near the bus station, there’s a big Carrefour hypermarket where I buy breakfast supplies, water, camel milk, and picnic snacks. There are two nightclubs downstairs—bring earplugs if you want to sleep before 2 AM. Wi-Fi is spotty; you have to change the password every two days. The staff is lovely. Rooms have a TV (4 Indian channels + BBC), a kettle with tea/coffee sachets, and a mini-fridge you fill yourself.
- **Bur Dubai: "My neighborhood"** In the morning, you can see kids in uniforms waiting for the school bus with their parents—second-generation migrants who’ve settled here. They speak English, Arabic, and their mother tongue, have great education, and are in high demand (I see job ads in the local newspapers in the hotel lobby). From the U.S. to the Middle East, Singapore to South Africa, they have bright futures. In the evenings, families stroll along the creek, and it’s common for bench neighbors to ask where you’re from. The whole world crosses paths here. Even with basic English, it’s friendly and warm—the "take care" as people go their separate ways is a nice touch.
Bur Dubai has plenty to explore if you don’t feel like going far: along the creek, there’s a cluster of reconstructed houses forming the Al Shindagha Museum. One ticket lets you visit all the houses, each with a theme tied to the history of the seven emirates (Dubai is one). It takes a full day, but if you stop for lunch, there are tons of restaurants for all budgets, some right by the water.
Walking in the opposite direction, you reach Al Seef, a reconstruction of old Dubai as a small pearl-fishing port. The architecture is lovely, with souvenir shops. My favorite is the Iranian grocery store, where you’ll find camel milk chocolate, black lemon, and sweets with rose, pistachio, and candied apricot. It’s peaceful to walk around here, even as a solo woman. There are free restrooms everywhere, wooden or stone benches, and a nice breeze in the evening. Plenty of waterfront restaurants or places to grab a drink, plus a few towers across the way—nothing spectacular, but they’re prettily lit. There’s a souk with souvenir shops for those who like that!
- **Restaurants:** Bur Dubai has restaurants representing regions of India and the Indian subcontinent. My favorites: Across from the hotel, Paklyari—a Pakistani spot with excellent mutton biryani for 5 €. At Al Seef, Nablus has a great setting by the water. Across in Deira, the Italian restaurant on the 18th floor of the Rotana—go half an hour before sunset for an amazing view of the creek and skyline. The truffle pizza is 24 €. You can take a taxi from Bur, and after dinner, get dropped off at Al Seef to walk back along the creek. For a great thali, Kathhiyawadi is a 10-minute walk from Burjuman metro. My latest discovery: Bordomavi (near the Rashid Al Hadees Masjid 1 bus stop). One of the servers is Algerian and speaks French. You can swim at the small beach with showers/toilets, then have lunch at the restaurant (57 € for two, with starter, main, dessert, and drinks). The setting is peaceful, in a little fishing port with a cool photo op—traditional boats with the modern skyline in the background!
- **Sunset drinks:** The terrace at Concorde Creek View (Bur Dubai) has a creek view, and Canopy by Hilton (Al Seef) overlooks the creek and skyline. You can get a day pass for the pool, including meals and drinks.
- **Lassi:** Near the hotel, SreeRaj Lassi Bar has great ice cream and lassi. *Tip: Everything is takeout-friendly, including leftovers—great for a picnic the next day.
- **Market:** Don’t miss the Waterfront Market—a huge hall where locals buy fish, meat, fruits, and vegetables from all over the world. I love buying fish, shrimp, and cuttlefish, then having it prepared at Yahya’s waterfront restaurant (grilled, in sauce, fried, etc.) with salad, hummus, tabbouleh, and rice. It’s on the way between "my" beach and the hotel, so I stop by easily. I stock up on fruit, and at the Lulu supermarket upstairs, I grab yogurt, water, etc. No need to carry everything—a taxi (available at the main exit) will drop me right at the hotel!
- **Beach:** My favorite: Al Mamzar Park (15-minute taxi ride, 9 €). It has four lifeguarded beaches with showers and restrooms. Opens at 8 AM, but note: Mondays and Wednesdays are for women and young children only! Entry is 1.50 €. On Beach #2, you can rent sun loungers and umbrellas. Beach #3 (the prettiest) has stone tables with benches under big umbrellas—free! I arrive at 8 AM, set up, and walk for an hour along the water, spotting starfish, colorful fish, birds, and occasionally small jellyfish. From bikinis to burkinis, everyone swims as they like! Dubai is judgment-free—no side-eye, just smiles and greetings. I love seeing joyful, full-figured women on women-only days, playing darbuka and singing. Indian women do yoga (even headstands!), Chinese women practice tai chi... I read a lot and swim far out to the buoy limits. Lifeguards keep watch. It’s safe on land too. Once, a 4x4 driver gave me a dirty look for "serving whisky" to my mom from a plastic bottle—until I made him smell it. It was mint tea! Embarrassed, he immediately called his brother, a gym teacher in Poitiers, to apologize in French! People in Dubai are smiley, polite, and very respectful of elders. On weekends, the park is packed with groups and families barbecuing—joyful chaos in every language!
By 1:30 PM, depending on my mood, I’ll get dropped off at the Waterfront Market for fish or a thali restaurant. Sometimes I take the bus—it stops near the abras on the Deira side. Just cross by boat, then it’s a 3-minute walk to the hotel. Takes 45 minutes (vs. 15 by taxi).
For a treat, try Kite Beach (Abu Manara Masjid bus stop). The SoleMio section offers comfy sun loungers, fluffy towels, and umbrellas for 80 € for two in the front row. Go early—you’ll feel like you have the place to yourself, with the Burj Al Arab in the background. It gets busy on weekends.
From there, you can take a taxi to Dubai Mall (not far) to check out the dancing fountains at sunset, for example.
You can also buy day passes at some hotels with sun loungers, towels, pool access, and lunch credit. I tried the Ritz-Carlton—decent (170 € for two, including meals). Lunch was fine, and the view of the lit-up towers at sunset, with the giant wheel, was stunning. I took the metro back in the evening.
There are plenty of free beaches too, like La Mer—worth seeing more for the decor than the beach itself.
- **Even though my main "sightseeing" involves walking around with my head up, admiring the towers in DIFC (amazing), visiting the stunning Mohammed bin Rashid Library (near Creek metro), wandering the souks (including Little India in Bur and the Iranian mosque), or the spice souks in Deira (go early when it’s quiet),** A day trip to Abu Dhabi is worth it. Take the Bur Dubai-Abu Dhabi bus (pay with your NOL card). If you leave early, you’ll see the sunrise over the desert. At the station, buy a bus ticket to the Louvre, cross the footbridge over the highway, and wait for the bus. After the museum, take a taxi to the Grand Mosque, then another taxi back to the bus station. A full but doable day—no need to stay overnight!
In the evening, I love taking the metro (mostly above ground) and passing between the towering, lit-up skyscrapers—it feels like a sci-fi movie. Just missing flying taxis (they’re in the works!)
Sharjah, the closest emirate, has a fantastic Orientalist museum. From Bur Dubai’s maritime station, boats go to Sharjah in 30 minutes, near the aquarium and maritime museum.
- **Shopping:** I buy Indian chai tea spices, incense, camel milk chocolate, Iranian sweets, and fabric from Indian shops selling saris and fabric by the meter. I have a tailor make shirts, tunics, etc. Some shops sell buttons and trimmings to jazz things up.
- **Malls:** To attract customers, mall owners come up with wild ideas: a ski slope at Dubai Mall (worth seeing once), pretty wooden souks at Madinat, and a giant aquarium at Dubai Mall. At sunset, you can watch the dancing fountains to popular global tunes at the foot of the world’s tallest tower. At its base, there’s an excellent Iraqi restaurant, Samad Al Iraki, where the tea server is Tunisian and speaks French! The Ibn Battuta Mall is unique—you can go there straight from Abu Dhabi by bus, for example. Malls have plenty of dining options and are a place to (finally) see locals... though they’re not that interesting. Malls are served by the metro, while buses run along the coast. In Burjuman Mall, there’s a cybercafé on the ground floor where you can print.
A few helpful sites: Visit Dubai - Official Tourism Site RTA (Roads and Transport Authority) - RTA Services
"But what do *you* do in Dubai?" my friends ask, surprised... Yes, I love traveling to countries where I ride on bumpy roads in buses that break down, sleep in places with mosquitoes and cockroaches, and swelter in heat and humidity. But even far from that kind of travel, Dubai has an exotic charm. There’s something for every taste and budget—once you get past the flight ticket (around 680 €, probably cheaper with a layover). Dubai is about relaxing, swimming, being amazed, chatting, and tasting... A safe, clean vacation with no rudeness, and as a woman, it’s a relief to let your guard down. You come back refreshed and at peace!
Hope my experience helps... Next trip: March 2026, with plans to visit the Guggenheim in Abu Dhabi and whatever other curiosities pop up like magic...
Feel free to add to my experience with your own! Happy travels, Laurence
I’m sharing my favorite spots here for those who love simplicity and the thrill of being amazed! Dubai stretches over 50 km long. I stay in the historic Bur Dubai neighborhood, which is very "Indian" and separated from Deira (the more "Arab/African" district) by a creek.
You cross from one side to the other on abras, small traditional wooden boats that run all day. My hotel is 4 minutes from the Al Ghubaiba bus station, 5 minutes from the Al Ghubaiba metro, and 6 minutes from the Al Ghubaiba boat station!!! It’s easy to get around from here, and at night, it’s lively—safe to go out, with few tourists but mostly the local middle class who built (and are still building) Dubai. It’s simple and very international.
- **Transport:** ...**Getting there:** I fly with Emirates from Paris. Taking the 9:30 PM flight, I sleep on the plane, land at 6:35 AM, exchange 200 euros once I’ve picked up my luggage, change in the restroom, grab a taxi to the hotel, drop off my suitcase, and head straight to the beach! ...**On the ground:** I buy a silver NOL card, which works for buses, metro, and boats. I top it up as needed—it’s valid for 2 years. ...**Taxis:** They have reliable meters. Pink ones are driven by women. Airport-to-hotel fare: 12 €. You’ll find them everywhere, and they don’t complain about short trips. Between 3 PM and 4 PM, it’s trickier because of shift changes.
- **Best times to visit:** For me, it’s April-May and October-November: not too hot for walking but warm enough to swim! Watch out for air conditioning—your worst enemy. It’s everywhere, even at bus stops. Bring a big scarf or sarong to cover your throat and head—going from 32°C to 16°C when you enter a mall, bus, or taxi is pretty harsh!
- **Hotel:** I stay at the Grand Astoria (Fahidi Street) because the value for price and location is great. It’s very clean, and I skip breakfast because near the bus station, there’s a big Carrefour hypermarket where I buy breakfast supplies, water, camel milk, and picnic snacks. There are two nightclubs downstairs—bring earplugs if you want to sleep before 2 AM. Wi-Fi is spotty; you have to change the password every two days. The staff is lovely. Rooms have a TV (4 Indian channels + BBC), a kettle with tea/coffee sachets, and a mini-fridge you fill yourself.
- **Bur Dubai: "My neighborhood"** In the morning, you can see kids in uniforms waiting for the school bus with their parents—second-generation migrants who’ve settled here. They speak English, Arabic, and their mother tongue, have great education, and are in high demand (I see job ads in the local newspapers in the hotel lobby). From the U.S. to the Middle East, Singapore to South Africa, they have bright futures. In the evenings, families stroll along the creek, and it’s common for bench neighbors to ask where you’re from. The whole world crosses paths here. Even with basic English, it’s friendly and warm—the "take care" as people go their separate ways is a nice touch.
Bur Dubai has plenty to explore if you don’t feel like going far: along the creek, there’s a cluster of reconstructed houses forming the Al Shindagha Museum. One ticket lets you visit all the houses, each with a theme tied to the history of the seven emirates (Dubai is one). It takes a full day, but if you stop for lunch, there are tons of restaurants for all budgets, some right by the water.
Walking in the opposite direction, you reach Al Seef, a reconstruction of old Dubai as a small pearl-fishing port. The architecture is lovely, with souvenir shops. My favorite is the Iranian grocery store, where you’ll find camel milk chocolate, black lemon, and sweets with rose, pistachio, and candied apricot. It’s peaceful to walk around here, even as a solo woman. There are free restrooms everywhere, wooden or stone benches, and a nice breeze in the evening. Plenty of waterfront restaurants or places to grab a drink, plus a few towers across the way—nothing spectacular, but they’re prettily lit. There’s a souk with souvenir shops for those who like that!
- **Restaurants:** Bur Dubai has restaurants representing regions of India and the Indian subcontinent. My favorites: Across from the hotel, Paklyari—a Pakistani spot with excellent mutton biryani for 5 €. At Al Seef, Nablus has a great setting by the water. Across in Deira, the Italian restaurant on the 18th floor of the Rotana—go half an hour before sunset for an amazing view of the creek and skyline. The truffle pizza is 24 €. You can take a taxi from Bur, and after dinner, get dropped off at Al Seef to walk back along the creek. For a great thali, Kathhiyawadi is a 10-minute walk from Burjuman metro. My latest discovery: Bordomavi (near the Rashid Al Hadees Masjid 1 bus stop). One of the servers is Algerian and speaks French. You can swim at the small beach with showers/toilets, then have lunch at the restaurant (57 € for two, with starter, main, dessert, and drinks). The setting is peaceful, in a little fishing port with a cool photo op—traditional boats with the modern skyline in the background!
- **Sunset drinks:** The terrace at Concorde Creek View (Bur Dubai) has a creek view, and Canopy by Hilton (Al Seef) overlooks the creek and skyline. You can get a day pass for the pool, including meals and drinks.
- **Lassi:** Near the hotel, SreeRaj Lassi Bar has great ice cream and lassi. *Tip: Everything is takeout-friendly, including leftovers—great for a picnic the next day.
- **Market:** Don’t miss the Waterfront Market—a huge hall where locals buy fish, meat, fruits, and vegetables from all over the world. I love buying fish, shrimp, and cuttlefish, then having it prepared at Yahya’s waterfront restaurant (grilled, in sauce, fried, etc.) with salad, hummus, tabbouleh, and rice. It’s on the way between "my" beach and the hotel, so I stop by easily. I stock up on fruit, and at the Lulu supermarket upstairs, I grab yogurt, water, etc. No need to carry everything—a taxi (available at the main exit) will drop me right at the hotel!
- **Beach:** My favorite: Al Mamzar Park (15-minute taxi ride, 9 €). It has four lifeguarded beaches with showers and restrooms. Opens at 8 AM, but note: Mondays and Wednesdays are for women and young children only! Entry is 1.50 €. On Beach #2, you can rent sun loungers and umbrellas. Beach #3 (the prettiest) has stone tables with benches under big umbrellas—free! I arrive at 8 AM, set up, and walk for an hour along the water, spotting starfish, colorful fish, birds, and occasionally small jellyfish. From bikinis to burkinis, everyone swims as they like! Dubai is judgment-free—no side-eye, just smiles and greetings. I love seeing joyful, full-figured women on women-only days, playing darbuka and singing. Indian women do yoga (even headstands!), Chinese women practice tai chi... I read a lot and swim far out to the buoy limits. Lifeguards keep watch. It’s safe on land too. Once, a 4x4 driver gave me a dirty look for "serving whisky" to my mom from a plastic bottle—until I made him smell it. It was mint tea! Embarrassed, he immediately called his brother, a gym teacher in Poitiers, to apologize in French! People in Dubai are smiley, polite, and very respectful of elders. On weekends, the park is packed with groups and families barbecuing—joyful chaos in every language!
By 1:30 PM, depending on my mood, I’ll get dropped off at the Waterfront Market for fish or a thali restaurant. Sometimes I take the bus—it stops near the abras on the Deira side. Just cross by boat, then it’s a 3-minute walk to the hotel. Takes 45 minutes (vs. 15 by taxi).
For a treat, try Kite Beach (Abu Manara Masjid bus stop). The SoleMio section offers comfy sun loungers, fluffy towels, and umbrellas for 80 € for two in the front row. Go early—you’ll feel like you have the place to yourself, with the Burj Al Arab in the background. It gets busy on weekends.
From there, you can take a taxi to Dubai Mall (not far) to check out the dancing fountains at sunset, for example.
You can also buy day passes at some hotels with sun loungers, towels, pool access, and lunch credit. I tried the Ritz-Carlton—decent (170 € for two, including meals). Lunch was fine, and the view of the lit-up towers at sunset, with the giant wheel, was stunning. I took the metro back in the evening.
There are plenty of free beaches too, like La Mer—worth seeing more for the decor than the beach itself.
- **Even though my main "sightseeing" involves walking around with my head up, admiring the towers in DIFC (amazing), visiting the stunning Mohammed bin Rashid Library (near Creek metro), wandering the souks (including Little India in Bur and the Iranian mosque), or the spice souks in Deira (go early when it’s quiet),** A day trip to Abu Dhabi is worth it. Take the Bur Dubai-Abu Dhabi bus (pay with your NOL card). If you leave early, you’ll see the sunrise over the desert. At the station, buy a bus ticket to the Louvre, cross the footbridge over the highway, and wait for the bus. After the museum, take a taxi to the Grand Mosque, then another taxi back to the bus station. A full but doable day—no need to stay overnight!
In the evening, I love taking the metro (mostly above ground) and passing between the towering, lit-up skyscrapers—it feels like a sci-fi movie. Just missing flying taxis (they’re in the works!)
Sharjah, the closest emirate, has a fantastic Orientalist museum. From Bur Dubai’s maritime station, boats go to Sharjah in 30 minutes, near the aquarium and maritime museum.
- **Shopping:** I buy Indian chai tea spices, incense, camel milk chocolate, Iranian sweets, and fabric from Indian shops selling saris and fabric by the meter. I have a tailor make shirts, tunics, etc. Some shops sell buttons and trimmings to jazz things up.
- **Malls:** To attract customers, mall owners come up with wild ideas: a ski slope at Dubai Mall (worth seeing once), pretty wooden souks at Madinat, and a giant aquarium at Dubai Mall. At sunset, you can watch the dancing fountains to popular global tunes at the foot of the world’s tallest tower. At its base, there’s an excellent Iraqi restaurant, Samad Al Iraki, where the tea server is Tunisian and speaks French! The Ibn Battuta Mall is unique—you can go there straight from Abu Dhabi by bus, for example. Malls have plenty of dining options and are a place to (finally) see locals... though they’re not that interesting. Malls are served by the metro, while buses run along the coast. In Burjuman Mall, there’s a cybercafé on the ground floor where you can print.
A few helpful sites: Visit Dubai - Official Tourism Site RTA (Roads and Transport Authority) - RTA Services
"But what do *you* do in Dubai?" my friends ask, surprised... Yes, I love traveling to countries where I ride on bumpy roads in buses that break down, sleep in places with mosquitoes and cockroaches, and swelter in heat and humidity. But even far from that kind of travel, Dubai has an exotic charm. There’s something for every taste and budget—once you get past the flight ticket (around 680 €, probably cheaper with a layover). Dubai is about relaxing, swimming, being amazed, chatting, and tasting... A safe, clean vacation with no rudeness, and as a woman, it’s a relief to let your guard down. You come back refreshed and at peace!
Hope my experience helps... Next trip: March 2026, with plans to visit the Guggenheim in Abu Dhabi and whatever other curiosities pop up like magic...
Feel free to add to my experience with your own! Happy travels, Laurence
Spring getaway in search of Moroccan sunshine
Hey fellow travelers!
This isn’t meant to be a full-on travel journal—just a little springtime dip into the Moroccan coast (and maybe a bit more if we click).
For our third trip to this country, we set off for 8 days in early June 2025, *sure* we’d be greeted by non-stop sunshine...

...and well, that didn’t happen! The gray stuck around for a day, then two, then three (while back home in the Landes, we had gorgeous sunshine 🤦♂️😂).
Now, unlike us, the Morocco experts here probably already know this, but apparently, it’s pretty common—especially in spring—when the warm air from inland meets the cool ocean breeze. Locals even have to warm up with hot water bottles, can you believe it? 😄!

And of course, it had to happen now, since our plan is to follow the coast from Essaouira to Mirleft!!
Oh well, we’ll see how it goes—but luckily, this first stunning sunset made up for the weather 🌅.

See you soon to anyone who’s up for it! 😊
This isn’t meant to be a full-on travel journal—just a little springtime dip into the Moroccan coast (and maybe a bit more if we click).
For our third trip to this country, we set off for 8 days in early June 2025, *sure* we’d be greeted by non-stop sunshine...

...and well, that didn’t happen! The gray stuck around for a day, then two, then three (while back home in the Landes, we had gorgeous sunshine 🤦♂️😂).
Now, unlike us, the Morocco experts here probably already know this, but apparently, it’s pretty common—especially in spring—when the warm air from inland meets the cool ocean breeze. Locals even have to warm up with hot water bottles, can you believe it? 😄!

And of course, it had to happen now, since our plan is to follow the coast from Essaouira to Mirleft!!
Oh well, we’ll see how it goes—but luckily, this first stunning sunset made up for the weather 🌅.

See you soon to anyone who’s up for it! 😊
11 unforgettable days in Oman
We visited the northern/northeast part of Oman, the most touristy area, last February over 11 days there. It’s a great time to go because the temperatures are pleasant and there aren’t too many tourists, even though the country is only just starting to develop its image. 11 days was enough for us to see the essentials, but you can always extend your stay depending on what you want.
2 days in Muscat, 2 days in the desert—we would’ve happily stayed longer—2 days in the mountains, 3 days in the wadis, and the rest for the cities, villages, and the coast.
Oman offers stunning landscapes and a genuinely warm welcome. We always felt safe, never experienced any malicious looks or gestures.
As usual for our trips, we chose to organize everything ourselves but with a guide to better explore and soak up the local culture.
The point of my post isn’t to recount our journey but to encourage and reassure anyone considering this destination.
If I can be of help, I’m happy to answer your questions based on what I know.
2 days in Muscat, 2 days in the desert—we would’ve happily stayed longer—2 days in the mountains, 3 days in the wadis, and the rest for the cities, villages, and the coast.
Oman offers stunning landscapes and a genuinely warm welcome. We always felt safe, never experienced any malicious looks or gestures.
As usual for our trips, we chose to organize everything ourselves but with a guide to better explore and soak up the local culture.
The point of my post isn’t to recount our journey but to encourage and reassure anyone considering this destination.
If I can be of help, I’m happy to answer your questions based on what I know.
7-Day Morocco Itinerary Feedback
Hi there,
I’m about to take my nephews to Morocco for a week to celebrate their 18th birthdays during the first week of September. I’ve already planned most of it, but I’d love any advice or tips on my itinerary! Thanks in advance to anyone who replies :)
Day 1: Agadir → Essaouira Morning: Crocoparc/cable car/kasbah (I’d considered Paradise Valley, but it seems less great now? Dirty, drought, etc.?) Depart for Essaouira, lunch in Taghazout around 1 PM. Mid-afternoon to evening in Essaouira, overnight there. Visit the medina, walk along the ramparts and fishing port. Sunset from the Skala du Port or the beach. Dinner at one of the seafood restaurants near the port.
Day 2: Essaouira → Marrakech → Agafay Desert Morning: 🔹 Early departure from Essaouira to Marrakech (~2.5 hours). Afternoon: Explore Marrakech: 🔹 Jemaa el-Fna Square 🔹 Majorelle Garden Late afternoon: 🔹 At 3 PM, depart for the Agafay Desert (~1 hour) for a camel ride + quad excursion. Evening: 🔹 Dinner and overnight in the desert.
Day 3: Agafay → Marrakech → Ouzoud Morning: 🔹 Return to Marrakech from Agafay at 11 AM. Late morning & early afternoon: Last spots in Marrakech: 🔹 Bahia Palace 🔹 Ben Youssef Madrasa Mid/late afternoon: 🔹 Depart for Ouzoud (~2.5 hours). Evening: 🔹 Overnight in Ouzoud. Day 4: Ouzoud → Marrakech Morning: 🔹 Visit Ouzoud Waterfalls. Early afternoon: 🔹 Return to Marrakech (~2.5 hours). Late afternoon/evening: 🔹 Free time in Marrakech to wander the souks and experience Jemaa el-Fna Square at night with its evening atmosphere. Evening: 🔹 Overnight in Marrakech. Day 5: Marrakech → Aït Ben Haddou → Ouarzazate Early morning: 🔹 Depart for Aït Ben Haddou via the Tizi n'Tichka Pass (~3 hours 45 minutes). Midday: 🔹 Visit the Ksar of Aït Ben Haddou. Afternoon: 🔹 Drive to Ouarzazate (~30 minutes), visit the Taourirt Kasbah. Evening: 🔹 Overnight in Ouarzazate. Day 6: Ouarzazate → Agadir Very early departure in the morning. Morning: Visit Agadir’s souk. Afternoon: 🔹 Relax at the hotel pool, jet ski, and overnight stay. Day 7: Agadir Morning off. 🔹 Beach and pool time. Return flight.
Thanks so much!
Day 1: Agadir → Essaouira Morning: Crocoparc/cable car/kasbah (I’d considered Paradise Valley, but it seems less great now? Dirty, drought, etc.?) Depart for Essaouira, lunch in Taghazout around 1 PM. Mid-afternoon to evening in Essaouira, overnight there. Visit the medina, walk along the ramparts and fishing port. Sunset from the Skala du Port or the beach. Dinner at one of the seafood restaurants near the port.
Day 2: Essaouira → Marrakech → Agafay Desert Morning: 🔹 Early departure from Essaouira to Marrakech (~2.5 hours). Afternoon: Explore Marrakech: 🔹 Jemaa el-Fna Square 🔹 Majorelle Garden Late afternoon: 🔹 At 3 PM, depart for the Agafay Desert (~1 hour) for a camel ride + quad excursion. Evening: 🔹 Dinner and overnight in the desert.
Day 3: Agafay → Marrakech → Ouzoud Morning: 🔹 Return to Marrakech from Agafay at 11 AM. Late morning & early afternoon: Last spots in Marrakech: 🔹 Bahia Palace 🔹 Ben Youssef Madrasa Mid/late afternoon: 🔹 Depart for Ouzoud (~2.5 hours). Evening: 🔹 Overnight in Ouzoud. Day 4: Ouzoud → Marrakech Morning: 🔹 Visit Ouzoud Waterfalls. Early afternoon: 🔹 Return to Marrakech (~2.5 hours). Late afternoon/evening: 🔹 Free time in Marrakech to wander the souks and experience Jemaa el-Fna Square at night with its evening atmosphere. Evening: 🔹 Overnight in Marrakech. Day 5: Marrakech → Aït Ben Haddou → Ouarzazate Early morning: 🔹 Depart for Aït Ben Haddou via the Tizi n'Tichka Pass (~3 hours 45 minutes). Midday: 🔹 Visit the Ksar of Aït Ben Haddou. Afternoon: 🔹 Drive to Ouarzazate (~30 minutes), visit the Taourirt Kasbah. Evening: 🔹 Overnight in Ouarzazate. Day 6: Ouarzazate → Agadir Very early departure in the morning. Morning: Visit Agadir’s souk. Afternoon: 🔹 Relax at the hotel pool, jet ski, and overnight stay. Day 7: Agadir Morning off. 🔹 Beach and pool time. Return flight.
Thanks so much!
A Series: June 2025 Photo Contest Theme
The theme for June is: A SERIES
"A series is a set of coherent images that share several common points while still being different from one another."
In 3 photos, posted simultaneously in the same message, I’d like you to tell me a little story with a few words. You’re allowed 2 series.
They can be narrative or thematic. For example: 3 shots representing 3 professions, 3 places of worship, 3 market stalls, 3 trains... the ideas are endless—whether in the same place or in different countries... or 3 images of the same place, photographed from 3 different angles, under 3 different lights... or 3 images where the predominant color is the same... Narrative and theme can, of course, overlap.
Practical details:
Participation Each VF member can submit up to 2 series, until Saturday, June 21 at 11:59 PM Paris time. Each series of 3 photos must be presented in a single message, with its number indicated (series 1, series 2).
Voting: Each VF member can vote for the 3 series they consider the best, based on their own criteria and the theme.
Voting will take place from Saturday, June 21 at midnight until Saturday, June 28 at 11:59 PM Paris time.
The selected series will be ranked in order of preference: - 1st series: 3 points - 2nd: 2 points - 3rd: 1 point
The winner is the author of the series with the most points.
Results will be published on June 29 during the day. In case of a tie, the number of first-place votes will decide. The winner will have the honor of organizing July 2025’s contest.
Photos that have won (1st, 2nd, or 3rd place) in another VF contest are not eligible for this one.
This thread is exclusively for series submitted to the contest. All discussions, comments, and other chatter should take place in this thread.
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Narrative: In Bali, I took a cooking class. We went to the market to shop with the teacher. We cleaned and prepped the ingredients to make, among other things, a lovely salad.



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Narrative and thematic: I really loved this place 30 km from Essaouira. A little souk "just as it is," as they say. The souk of Ida Ougourd.



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Thematic: Green in nature. The green of tea plantations in Munnar, a bamboo forest in Les Landes, and a park in Tokyo.


In 3 photos, posted simultaneously in the same message, I’d like you to tell me a little story with a few words. You’re allowed 2 series.
They can be narrative or thematic. For example: 3 shots representing 3 professions, 3 places of worship, 3 market stalls, 3 trains... the ideas are endless—whether in the same place or in different countries... or 3 images of the same place, photographed from 3 different angles, under 3 different lights... or 3 images where the predominant color is the same... Narrative and theme can, of course, overlap.
Practical details:
Participation Each VF member can submit up to 2 series, until Saturday, June 21 at 11:59 PM Paris time. Each series of 3 photos must be presented in a single message, with its number indicated (series 1, series 2).
Voting: Each VF member can vote for the 3 series they consider the best, based on their own criteria and the theme.
Voting will take place from Saturday, June 21 at midnight until Saturday, June 28 at 11:59 PM Paris time.
The selected series will be ranked in order of preference: - 1st series: 3 points - 2nd: 2 points - 3rd: 1 point
The winner is the author of the series with the most points.
Results will be published on June 29 during the day. In case of a tie, the number of first-place votes will decide. The winner will have the honor of organizing July 2025’s contest.
Photos that have won (1st, 2nd, or 3rd place) in another VF contest are not eligible for this one.
This thread is exclusively for series submitted to the contest. All discussions, comments, and other chatter should take place in this thread.
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Narrative: In Bali, I took a cooking class. We went to the market to shop with the teacher. We cleaned and prepped the ingredients to make, among other things, a lovely salad.



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Narrative and thematic: I really loved this place 30 km from Essaouira. A little souk "just as it is," as they say. The souk of Ida Ougourd.



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Thematic: Green in nature. The green of tea plantations in Munnar, a bamboo forest in Les Landes, and a park in Tokyo.



Marrakech 2025: My First Steps as a Private Guide
Preamble:
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This isn’t about drumming up business for a new professional venture—just sharing, under pressure from eager Vf members hungry for juicy anecdotes, my 10-day trip to Marrakech with 10 friends.
I’d mentioned during the planning discussion for this trip ((https://voyageforum.com/forum/questions-excursions-autour-marrakech-d10685703/)) that there wouldn’t be a travel journal... And since I’m a man of my word—but also stuck with a nasty calf muscle tear at the end of the trip that’s keeping me immobile for 15 days (more on that later)—I’ve got some time to dedicate to this. So, after this preamble, off we go to the Medina!
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Day 1: Friday, May 2nd – The Day the Group Split
Before we dive in, let’s talk about the trip prep. Among my friends, I’ve got a rep as the go-to independent travel expert (thanks to a few trips, some with this same crew). So, naturally, the task of planning this one fell to me—and I took it on gladly (you’re never better served than by yourself, right?). The prep and itinerary were hashed out over multiple meet-ups (excuses?) during shared meals at one another’s places, guided by yours truly. Travel style, accommodation, sightseeing—all decisions were made together, trying to balance everyone’s wishes over a good bottle (generic term, not numerical!)
So, a group of five—including me and my girlfriend—set off for Geneva at 3 AM that Friday, while the rest would join us on Sunday due to family or work commitments. We’ll skip the EasyJet flight—it was nothing special, just a means to get us there safely (which, in itself, is already a win). We landed in Marrakech at 9 AM local time. There, a spotless Dacia Logan was waiting for us, chartered by MEDLOC, whose impeccable service I’ll praise here (thanks, friends, for the tip!). My first challenge, after loading the suitcases into the trunk: reaching the riad booked for our first two nights as the advance team. https://www.astradamusmarrakesh.top/fr/
I was a little nervous about driving here—Marrakech’s driving reputation precedes it. The hiccup? While setting up Google Maps for the route, I accidentally added a level-5 difficulty and enabled pedestrian mode... Imagine a rental car stubbornly trying for over half an hour to navigate the Medina (the riad was in the north), cursing all the pedestrians in streets too narrow for the car, and having to reverse multiple times because “it won’t fit,” ignoring the many Marrakechis waving to signal the street was impassable (but what are they trying to sell me now? 🤪)... Until my co-pilot, holding my phone, asked if it was “normal for the route to be dotted on Google Maps?” Yes, it’s normal—pedestrian mode was on.... We’ll still be laughing about this in the nursing home in 40 years, but at the time, I was genuinely surprised by what driving in Morocco had in store for me—and for good reason! After fixing the Google Maps settings, we arrived more calmly at the private parking lot (90 dirhams per night) and then at the riad, where we received a warm welcome while our rooms were being prepared.
After freshening up, we crossed the souks for the first time to have lunch at Jemaa el-Fna Square, at Zeitoun Café, where we enjoyed our first couscous or tagine on its terrace. We’d return to Jemaa el-Fna that evening after a restorative nap at the riad, another late afternoon in the souk, and an evening at this famous UNESCO World Heritage site. This time, it was the restaurant Lafarmacie (you can’t make this up!) that won us over, despite the lack of a rooftop. I recommend this place to everyone—the prices are great, the welcome is extraordinary, and the food is excellent...



Returning after 11 PM, we learned the hard way that the souk has its own entry points and hours, and the path to our beds was full of detours and closed doors. Fortunately, we were guided by friendly locals who showed us the right way (in exchange for a fiercely negotiated tip each time...)
.Day 1: Friday, May 2nd – The Day the Group Split
Before we dive in, let’s talk about the trip prep. Among my friends, I’ve got a rep as the go-to independent travel expert (thanks to a few trips, some with this same crew). So, naturally, the task of planning this one fell to me—and I took it on gladly (you’re never better served than by yourself, right?). The prep and itinerary were hashed out over multiple meet-ups (excuses?) during shared meals at one another’s places, guided by yours truly. Travel style, accommodation, sightseeing—all decisions were made together, trying to balance everyone’s wishes over a good bottle (generic term, not numerical!)
So, a group of five—including me and my girlfriend—set off for Geneva at 3 AM that Friday, while the rest would join us on Sunday due to family or work commitments. We’ll skip the EasyJet flight—it was nothing special, just a means to get us there safely (which, in itself, is already a win). We landed in Marrakech at 9 AM local time. There, a spotless Dacia Logan was waiting for us, chartered by MEDLOC, whose impeccable service I’ll praise here (thanks, friends, for the tip!). My first challenge, after loading the suitcases into the trunk: reaching the riad booked for our first two nights as the advance team. https://www.astradamusmarrakesh.top/fr/
I was a little nervous about driving here—Marrakech’s driving reputation precedes it. The hiccup? While setting up Google Maps for the route, I accidentally added a level-5 difficulty and enabled pedestrian mode... Imagine a rental car stubbornly trying for over half an hour to navigate the Medina (the riad was in the north), cursing all the pedestrians in streets too narrow for the car, and having to reverse multiple times because “it won’t fit,” ignoring the many Marrakechis waving to signal the street was impassable (but what are they trying to sell me now? 🤪)... Until my co-pilot, holding my phone, asked if it was “normal for the route to be dotted on Google Maps?” Yes, it’s normal—pedestrian mode was on.... We’ll still be laughing about this in the nursing home in 40 years, but at the time, I was genuinely surprised by what driving in Morocco had in store for me—and for good reason! After fixing the Google Maps settings, we arrived more calmly at the private parking lot (90 dirhams per night) and then at the riad, where we received a warm welcome while our rooms were being prepared.
After freshening up, we crossed the souks for the first time to have lunch at Jemaa el-Fna Square, at Zeitoun Café, where we enjoyed our first couscous or tagine on its terrace. We’d return to Jemaa el-Fna that evening after a restorative nap at the riad, another late afternoon in the souk, and an evening at this famous UNESCO World Heritage site. This time, it was the restaurant Lafarmacie (you can’t make this up!) that won us over, despite the lack of a rooftop. I recommend this place to everyone—the prices are great, the welcome is extraordinary, and the food is excellent...



Returning after 11 PM, we learned the hard way that the souk has its own entry points and hours, and the path to our beds was full of detours and closed doors. Fortunately, we were guided by friendly locals who showed us the right way (in exchange for a fiercely negotiated tip each time...)
From Essaouira to Sidi Ifni: What to see and do off the tourist trail?
Hi everyone,
I know there are some *reaaaal* Morocco experts here, so I’m giving it a shot.
Early June, we’re heading back to the country for the third time for a little week-long trip.
We’ll arrive and depart from Essaouira, where we’ll rent a car to drive south down to roughly Sidi Ifni.
The plan is to make short stops of 2-3 hours max, a mix of coastal spots and a bit inland.
We’re looking for natural, quiet places that feel untouched.
We loved Taghazout years ago and Larache two years back—just to give you an idea of our vibe.
What spots would you recommend along this route?
I’m tempted by Paradise Valley but worried it’ll be as crowded as Agadir. What do you think?
Any other valleys in the area worth the detour?
Thanks, and have a great weekend! 😊
Activities to do with kids in Hammamet
hi,
we’re heading to the Coralia Venus hotel near Yasmine Hammamet this summer. can you suggest some family-friendly activities? I’d love to take my kids on a quad bike tour. How long does it last and how much does it cost, please?
we’re heading to the Coralia Venus hotel near Yasmine Hammamet this summer. can you suggest some family-friendly activities? I’d love to take my kids on a quad bike tour. How long does it last and how much does it cost, please?
Dubai on a budget – in photos
Following up on my post "Dubai on a budget," here are a few photos to give you an idea of the atmosphere...
Mamzar Park
Kite Beach – Solemio section
Waterfront Market, fish side
Fruit and vegetable side



Bur Dubai... a peaceful stroll along the creek
Iranian mosque right in the city
Indian thali
Afghan bakery
It’s tough to pick what seems the most iconic, so I went with what reflects the tranquility... for a relaxing holiday, you know?!! Yes, Dubai isn’t just a crowded place with an influencer on every corner!!! Laurence
Mamzar Park
Kite Beach – Solemio section
Waterfront Market, fish side
Fruit and vegetable side


Bur Dubai... a peaceful stroll along the creek
Iranian mosque right in the city
Indian thali
Afghan bakeryIt’s tough to pick what seems the most iconic, so I went with what reflects the tranquility... for a relaxing holiday, you know?!! Yes, Dubai isn’t just a crowded place with an influencer on every corner!!! Laurence
LUGGAGE is March's theme
From the most sophisticated suitcase to the bundle on your shoulder, from gear strapped to a motorcycle to bags on top of buses, what matters is capturing travel with luggage. Whether it's a stroll, an expedition, a simple outing, or a tour—anything goes, as long as the luggage is highlighted, of course 🙂
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Here’s my copy-paste:
Every VF member can submit up to 3 photos, until Tuesday, March 25 at 11:59 PM Paris time.
Each photo should be posted in a separate message, with its number (1, 2, or 3).
Don’t forget to add a little explanation (commentary, location, etc.).
Voting:
Every VF member can vote for the 3 photos they think are the best, based on their own criteria and the theme.
Voting will take place from Wednesday, March 26 to Sunday, March 30 at 11:59 PM Paris time.
Photos will be ranked in order of preference: - 1st photo: 3 points - 2nd: 2 points - 3rd: 1 point
The winner is the person whose photo receives the most points.
I’ll be away during the last days of March and won’t be very available, so the results will be announced on April 1st (no, it’s not a joke). And please, while I’m gone, be as well-behaved and disciplined as you always are 🙂
In case of a tie, the number of first-place votes will decide. The winner will have the honor of organizing April’s contest.
Attila, could you please put together the slideshow? You know how to do it, and I don’t!!
Every VF member can submit up to 3 photos, until Tuesday, March 25 at 11:59 PM Paris time.
Each photo should be posted in a separate message, with its number (1, 2, or 3).
Don’t forget to add a little explanation (commentary, location, etc.).
Voting:
Every VF member can vote for the 3 photos they think are the best, based on their own criteria and the theme.
Voting will take place from Wednesday, March 26 to Sunday, March 30 at 11:59 PM Paris time.
Photos will be ranked in order of preference: - 1st photo: 3 points - 2nd: 2 points - 3rd: 1 point
The winner is the person whose photo receives the most points.
I’ll be away during the last days of March and won’t be very available, so the results will be announced on April 1st (no, it’s not a joke). And please, while I’m gone, be as well-behaved and disciplined as you always are 🙂
In case of a tie, the number of first-place votes will decide. The winner will have the honor of organizing April’s contest.
Attila, could you please put together the slideshow? You know how to do it, and I don’t!!
Tozeur - Visiting the Palmeraie and other sights in a morning
Hi, I’ve got a long morning in Tozeur in mid-April (I need to be at the airport by 2 p.m.). I’d like to visit the palmeraie and the main sights in Tozeur and the immediate surrounding area within a few kilometers. Looking for ideas and tips—what to see and how to do it? If needed, I can keep my rental car (or take a taxi). Thanks so much!