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Vos trois plus beaux treks...en photo si possible! English translation pending
Salut amis trekkers !😉
Venez tous nous parler de vos 3 plus beaux treks, cela nous donnera des idées pour nos prochaines randonnées !
Bon ... Je commence ...
1 - Le tour des Annapurna : Le plus varié
Pour moi c'est le plus beau trek. Tout d'abord il accuse un dénivelé de 4700 m. L'on commence à 700 m d'altitude dans la jungle tropicale, pour finir dans le monde minéral et glaciaire du col du Thorong-La ! L'on travers toutes les climats et totes les strates végétales... rizières, forêts de rhododendrons, forêts tempérées, alpages, parterre de fleurs de haute altitude ... L'on habite et mange chez l'habitant, chez ces multiples ethnies qui jalonnent le parcours avec lesquelles on partage un peu de nos vies. Bien sûr ce parcours est aussi le plus beau pour le passage du col du Thorong, tout d'abord pour sa difficulté physique, mais surtout pour le panorama unique qu'il offre sur les massifs de l'Annapurna et du Dhaulagiri. Egalement un plus, la traversée du bas-Mustang, le royaume interdit où l'on peut déguster de la viande de Yak séchée arrosée de Tchang !
2 - Le tour du Nanga-Parbat : Le plus sauvage
Tout d'abord pour la vue imposante qu'offre le massif depuis Tarshing. Ensuite parce qu'il est sauvage. L'on traverse d'immenses glaciers, croise de petits villages coupés du monde, et des villageois farouches (surtout ceux de la tribu Yashkin). Ce n'est pas un "Apple pie trek" comme les Annapurna. Les habitants vivent en autosubsistance, dans un habitat précaire hors du temps. L'on se croit parfois projeté 1000 ou 2000 ans en arrière. Ensuite la difficulté technique du col du Mazeno-La à 5399 m et sa vue sur les innombrables glaciers géants environnants. Une expérience parfois dangereuse, mais à vivre absolument.
3 - Le tour du Mont Blanc : Très physique !
C'est un trek qui a de nombreux atouts. Tout d'abord c'est près de chez nous ( ... sauf pour nos amis Canadiens du site, c'est sûr ! 🤪) Il nous fait traverser 3 pays, la France, l'Italie et la Suisse. De plus je le trouve très physique, si on le fait en autonomie ! En effet, ça monte et ça descend tout le temps, souvent sur des sentiers de transhumance. Très beau aussi pour l'odeur des fleurs d'alpage, très présente, et le côtoiement des troupeaux de vaches. Enfin il permet de voir le Mont Blanc sous toutes ses facettes (ah non, pas du coté Suisse, dommage ! )
à vous amis trekkers, parlez nous de vos plus beaux treks et donnez nous des idées pour nos prochaines randonnées !
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Beub le trekker
Venez tous nous parler de vos 3 plus beaux treks, cela nous donnera des idées pour nos prochaines randonnées !
Bon ... Je commence ...
1 - Le tour des Annapurna : Le plus varié
Pour moi c'est le plus beau trek. Tout d'abord il accuse un dénivelé de 4700 m. L'on commence à 700 m d'altitude dans la jungle tropicale, pour finir dans le monde minéral et glaciaire du col du Thorong-La ! L'on travers toutes les climats et totes les strates végétales... rizières, forêts de rhododendrons, forêts tempérées, alpages, parterre de fleurs de haute altitude ... L'on habite et mange chez l'habitant, chez ces multiples ethnies qui jalonnent le parcours avec lesquelles on partage un peu de nos vies. Bien sûr ce parcours est aussi le plus beau pour le passage du col du Thorong, tout d'abord pour sa difficulté physique, mais surtout pour le panorama unique qu'il offre sur les massifs de l'Annapurna et du Dhaulagiri. Egalement un plus, la traversée du bas-Mustang, le royaume interdit où l'on peut déguster de la viande de Yak séchée arrosée de Tchang !
2 - Le tour du Nanga-Parbat : Le plus sauvage
Tout d'abord pour la vue imposante qu'offre le massif depuis Tarshing. Ensuite parce qu'il est sauvage. L'on traverse d'immenses glaciers, croise de petits villages coupés du monde, et des villageois farouches (surtout ceux de la tribu Yashkin). Ce n'est pas un "Apple pie trek" comme les Annapurna. Les habitants vivent en autosubsistance, dans un habitat précaire hors du temps. L'on se croit parfois projeté 1000 ou 2000 ans en arrière. Ensuite la difficulté technique du col du Mazeno-La à 5399 m et sa vue sur les innombrables glaciers géants environnants. Une expérience parfois dangereuse, mais à vivre absolument.
3 - Le tour du Mont Blanc : Très physique !
C'est un trek qui a de nombreux atouts. Tout d'abord c'est près de chez nous ( ... sauf pour nos amis Canadiens du site, c'est sûr ! 🤪) Il nous fait traverser 3 pays, la France, l'Italie et la Suisse. De plus je le trouve très physique, si on le fait en autonomie ! En effet, ça monte et ça descend tout le temps, souvent sur des sentiers de transhumance. Très beau aussi pour l'odeur des fleurs d'alpage, très présente, et le côtoiement des troupeaux de vaches. Enfin il permet de voir le Mont Blanc sous toutes ses facettes (ah non, pas du coté Suisse, dommage ! )
à vous amis trekkers, parlez nous de vos plus beaux treks et donnez nous des idées pour nos prochaines randonnées !
@ + 😉
Beub le trekker
Sables de tous pays English translation pending
😉
Bonjour,
Je suis collectionneur de sables rapportés de mes voyages ou de voyages d'amis ou de membres de ma famille.
Lors de vos prochains voyages, pensez à moi, je rembourse les frais d'envoi.
Le contenu d'une boîte de pellicule photo suffit, mais plus est accepté pour d'éventuels échanges entre collectionneurs.
Sables marins, de lacs, de rivière, de désert, avec l'indication du lieu de prélèvement.
Contactez moi, je me ferai un plaisir de vous répondre.
Albert.
What to see and do in Banja Luka?
Hi there,
After booking an Airbnb last January for this summer’s vacation in Sarajevo... My "host" canceled our reservation without any reason—this has never happened to me before.
Of course, now it’s impossible to find a place to stay at a "normal" price in Sarajevo with parking... So we’re falling back on the capital of the Republika Srpska, Banja Luka, which had already crossed my mind before I booked Sarajevo.
I already have quite a few ideas in mind, without having dug too deep into the region yet. But if anyone has already been there and has suggestions? Even for restaurants—I’m all ears!
And even if it’s not right next door, I’m planning to spend a day in Sarajevo!
Of course, now it’s impossible to find a place to stay at a "normal" price in Sarajevo with parking... So we’re falling back on the capital of the Republika Srpska, Banja Luka, which had already crossed my mind before I booked Sarajevo.
I already have quite a few ideas in mind, without having dug too deep into the region yet. But if anyone has already been there and has suggestions? Even for restaurants—I’m all ears!
And even if it’s not right next door, I’m planning to spend a day in Sarajevo!
Looking for opinions and advice on Sri Lanka itinerary with Mumbai extension
Hi there! 🙂
We’re heading to Sri Lanka for 23 days in January 2027—there are four of us—and we’ll wrap up the trip with 5 days in Mumbai. Our itinerary is coming together, but what do you think? (We can’t change the dates since our flights are already booked.)
We still have one night to slot in, and I’ve tentatively planned it in Tangalle, though it was a bit random. Would it make more sense to place it at a different stop? Or is there an intermediate stop I might be missing?
I’ve got accommodations sorted everywhere except Mumbai—it’s a nightmare (either way too expensive or really dodgy). By default, we’ve spotted the Residency Hotel Fort, but 70 € a night (with a discount) for a hotel that doesn’t offer anything special in India?!
Thanks so much for your help!


We’re heading to Sri Lanka for 23 days in January 2027—there are four of us—and we’ll wrap up the trip with 5 days in Mumbai. Our itinerary is coming together, but what do you think? (We can’t change the dates since our flights are already booked.)
We still have one night to slot in, and I’ve tentatively planned it in Tangalle, though it was a bit random. Would it make more sense to place it at a different stop? Or is there an intermediate stop I might be missing?
I’ve got accommodations sorted everywhere except Mumbai—it’s a nightmare (either way too expensive or really dodgy). By default, we’ve spotted the Residency Hotel Fort, but 70 € a night (with a discount) for a hotel that doesn’t offer anything special in India?!
Thanks so much for your help!


Two weeks under the Puglia sun
After a pretty disastrous weather-wise trip to Gran Canaria, we’re hoping this time the sun will shine in Puglia.
It’s not a sure thing, though—the weather’s been awful all over Europe in early May.
For those who’d like to (re)read the story without the digressions, it’s here.
Saturday, May 16: This time we’re flying out of Charleroi (Brussels South): the ticket prices, flight times, and proximity all worked for us. The airport (Ryanair) was recently renovated... but it’s still not very well organized. There are hardly any seats in the boarding areas, and... the restrooms cost money!!! The flight goes smoothly, though, and we land in Bari a little late.
We quickly pick up our rental car, a very local-looking Pandina (even more so than the Fiat 500 in this region), and hit the Italian roads... and their unique driving quirks (like the fact that the countless road signs along the streets and in towns are purely decorative 😏, and that Italian cars don’t have turn signals 😮... except for rental cars).
About an hour later, we arrive at our first accommodation, right in the middle of the countryside near Monopoli. The owner isn’t there, but they’ve left us a ton of info via messages and even turned on the space heater, which is a nice touch. We explore the property:

And the next morning before breakfast, its immediate surroundings:


Sunday, May 17: After our "seaside" experience in Gran Canaria last weekend (packed with people and locals), we decide to start inland. After a hearty breakfast,

we head toward Alberobello, a super touristy village famous for its trulli—those stone houses with conical roofs. We easily find a free parking spot on a street near the Aia Piccola district, where some trulli are still lived in year-round.


We almost immediately come across the Trullo Sovrano (the only two-story one), which you can visit (but we skip it—it’s opening time, and there’s already a line).

From there, we head down toward the Basilica of Cosma e Damiano... but we don’t go in because there’s a mass.

Now we’re on the main Piazza del Popolo, which connects the two districts of Alberobello: Rione Aia Piccola and Rione Monti, the more touristy one.
For those who’d like to (re)read the story without the digressions, it’s here.
Saturday, May 16: This time we’re flying out of Charleroi (Brussels South): the ticket prices, flight times, and proximity all worked for us. The airport (Ryanair) was recently renovated... but it’s still not very well organized. There are hardly any seats in the boarding areas, and... the restrooms cost money!!! The flight goes smoothly, though, and we land in Bari a little late.
We quickly pick up our rental car, a very local-looking Pandina (even more so than the Fiat 500 in this region), and hit the Italian roads... and their unique driving quirks (like the fact that the countless road signs along the streets and in towns are purely decorative 😏, and that Italian cars don’t have turn signals 😮... except for rental cars).
About an hour later, we arrive at our first accommodation, right in the middle of the countryside near Monopoli. The owner isn’t there, but they’ve left us a ton of info via messages and even turned on the space heater, which is a nice touch. We explore the property:

And the next morning before breakfast, its immediate surroundings:


Sunday, May 17: After our "seaside" experience in Gran Canaria last weekend (packed with people and locals), we decide to start inland. After a hearty breakfast,

we head toward Alberobello, a super touristy village famous for its trulli—those stone houses with conical roofs. We easily find a free parking spot on a street near the Aia Piccola district, where some trulli are still lived in year-round.


We almost immediately come across the Trullo Sovrano (the only two-story one), which you can visit (but we skip it—it’s opening time, and there’s already a line).

From there, we head down toward the Basilica of Cosma e Damiano... but we don’t go in because there’s a mass.

Now we’re on the main Piazza del Popolo, which connects the two districts of Alberobello: Rione Aia Piccola and Rione Monti, the more touristy one.

June 2026 Photo Contest Theme: Such a Beautiful Landscape
Hello,
It might not be very original, but I see it hasn’t been suggested—or at least not for a very long time. I’d like to invite you to discover the beauty of the great outdoors through landscape photos. Whether they’re desert, sea, countryside, or mountain scenes—with or without other elements (people, buildings, animals, etc.)—they should make us want to dive right in without hesitation.
To participate: Photo submissions until Wednesday, June 24 at 11:59 PM You can post up to 3 photos, numbered and shared in separate messages, along with a short description of the place and the story behind it.
To vote: from Thursday, June 25 at 12:01 AM to Monday, June 29 at 11:59 PM After the deadline, it’s too late!
Please include the photo number, username, and the points awarded: Photo #1 = 3 pts Photo #2 = 2 pts Photo #3 = 1 pt
All VF members can vote (even those who didn’t submit photos). In case of a tie for first place, the winning photo will be the one with the most first-place votes, then second-place votes! The lucky winner will get to organize July 2026’s photo contest.
For discussions about the theme, it’s here: Discussion thread for June 2026’s theme: Such a Beautiful Landscape
Good luck to everyone!
Philippe
Chumphon, Thailand: Doi Tapang
It might not be very original, but I see it hasn’t been suggested—or at least not for a very long time. I’d like to invite you to discover the beauty of the great outdoors through landscape photos. Whether they’re desert, sea, countryside, or mountain scenes—with or without other elements (people, buildings, animals, etc.)—they should make us want to dive right in without hesitation.
To participate: Photo submissions until Wednesday, June 24 at 11:59 PM You can post up to 3 photos, numbered and shared in separate messages, along with a short description of the place and the story behind it.
To vote: from Thursday, June 25 at 12:01 AM to Monday, June 29 at 11:59 PM After the deadline, it’s too late!
Please include the photo number, username, and the points awarded: Photo #1 = 3 pts Photo #2 = 2 pts Photo #3 = 1 pt
All VF members can vote (even those who didn’t submit photos). In case of a tie for first place, the winning photo will be the one with the most first-place votes, then second-place votes! The lucky winner will get to organize July 2026’s photo contest.
For discussions about the theme, it’s here: Discussion thread for June 2026’s theme: Such a Beautiful Landscape
Good luck to everyone!
Philippe
Chumphon, Thailand: Doi Tapang

Delighted review of my MSC Virtuosa cruise from April 5 to 19, 2026
Hi everyone,
As promised, here’s my review of the cruise I took from the 5th to the 19th on the MSC Virtuosa.
As you know, I had initially booked a cruise with Mein Schiff departing from Dubai (from Dubai to Cape Town). It was a 22-day cruise. Due to the issues in the Persian Gulf, my cruise was canceled by Mein Schiff.
So, we started looking for a Plan B because we really wanted to go. Especially my wife, who had just had a minor procedure and needed some rest. Since she had already taken time off, she was determined to travel. However, we were looking for an affordable Plan B since we weren’t sure when Mein Schiff or the airline would reimburse us.
While browsing online, I found a 15-day cruise departing from Pointe-à-Pitre (including flights, transfers, the cruise, and drinks) for a price of 1,200 € in a Fantastica balcony cabin. We thought, *Why not?*
I should mention that I’m not usually a big fan of MSC. My last experience with them was post-Covid (I took two cruises, one in 2021 and another in 2022), and it was honestly a disaster. We didn’t want to repeat that, but after talking to Catherine, who told me she was very happy with a short Christmas cruise, we decided to give it a try.
I have to say, I was left speechless. Honestly, the cruise was absolutely perfect. There’s nothing to complain about (or just a few minor details). In terms of service and food, I felt like I was on a premium cruise line. I’d even say MSC has nothing to envy from some of those companies. While premium lines like Holland, Celebrity, and Royal are cutting back on services, I think MSC has made huge improvements. Seriously, I wasn’t expecting this at all. You’ll see what I mean as we chat more.
I won’t do a full review like I usually do because there weren’t many stops: 1. We boarded in Pointe-à-Pitre 2. We stopped in Saint-Martin 3. Then it was a direct crossing to the Azores...
This cruise was really about relaxing, even if it’s not the kind of trip we usually take.
First off, I’m not a big fan of "flight and cruise" packages. I asked if we could leave two days early, but they said it wasn’t possible. We had to take the flight, then the bus, and board the ship directly.
It’s not really my thing, but given the price we paid and since we really wanted to relax, we thought, *Why not?*
Here’s the itinerary:
Boarding in Pointe-à-Pitre Saint-Martin Five days at sea The Azores Four days at sea Hamburg One day at sea Le Havre

But as I mentioned, it wasn’t about the itinerary. It was really about taking a break and unwinding. Honestly, I came back thrilled.
Departure and boarding details to come
As promised, here’s my review of the cruise I took from the 5th to the 19th on the MSC Virtuosa.
As you know, I had initially booked a cruise with Mein Schiff departing from Dubai (from Dubai to Cape Town). It was a 22-day cruise. Due to the issues in the Persian Gulf, my cruise was canceled by Mein Schiff.
So, we started looking for a Plan B because we really wanted to go. Especially my wife, who had just had a minor procedure and needed some rest. Since she had already taken time off, she was determined to travel. However, we were looking for an affordable Plan B since we weren’t sure when Mein Schiff or the airline would reimburse us.
While browsing online, I found a 15-day cruise departing from Pointe-à-Pitre (including flights, transfers, the cruise, and drinks) for a price of 1,200 € in a Fantastica balcony cabin. We thought, *Why not?*
I should mention that I’m not usually a big fan of MSC. My last experience with them was post-Covid (I took two cruises, one in 2021 and another in 2022), and it was honestly a disaster. We didn’t want to repeat that, but after talking to Catherine, who told me she was very happy with a short Christmas cruise, we decided to give it a try.
I have to say, I was left speechless. Honestly, the cruise was absolutely perfect. There’s nothing to complain about (or just a few minor details). In terms of service and food, I felt like I was on a premium cruise line. I’d even say MSC has nothing to envy from some of those companies. While premium lines like Holland, Celebrity, and Royal are cutting back on services, I think MSC has made huge improvements. Seriously, I wasn’t expecting this at all. You’ll see what I mean as we chat more.
I won’t do a full review like I usually do because there weren’t many stops: 1. We boarded in Pointe-à-Pitre 2. We stopped in Saint-Martin 3. Then it was a direct crossing to the Azores...
This cruise was really about relaxing, even if it’s not the kind of trip we usually take.
First off, I’m not a big fan of "flight and cruise" packages. I asked if we could leave two days early, but they said it wasn’t possible. We had to take the flight, then the bus, and board the ship directly.
It’s not really my thing, but given the price we paid and since we really wanted to relax, we thought, *Why not?*
Here’s the itinerary:
Boarding in Pointe-à-Pitre Saint-Martin Five days at sea The Azores Four days at sea Hamburg One day at sea Le Havre

But as I mentioned, it wasn’t about the itinerary. It was really about taking a break and unwinding. Honestly, I came back thrilled.
Departure and boarding details to come
Gran Canaria... a trip that wasn't exactly thrilling
Okay, it wasn’t a total disaster either. Actually, I hesitated before starting this travel journal: is it even worth writing about a holiday that won’t leave an unforgettable memory?
In the end, I went for it (there aren’t many recent travel journals about this destination).
So, read on... or don’t .
Every time we’ve been to the Canary Islands, it’s been by default (basically: where can we go in winter or early spring when we only have a week—so not too far, not too much jet lag, but with decent weather?).
This time, we had two weeks, but the winter plan kept changing: first Thailand (dropped for personal reasons), then Martinique (dropped because of work leave dates that weren’t up to me), and finally, the Canary Islands.
We’ve already been to Tenerife (which we really liked) and Lanzarote (which we liked a little less). This year, two options: Gran Canaria or one of the smaller islands west of Tenerife (La Palma, or even La Gomera or El Hierro). We chose Gran Canaria... not sure it was the right call! Whose fault is it? Storm Thérèse’s! Yes, Storm Thérèse followed us on arrival, and its effects lasted quite a while. We had to adapt, cancel visits, change activities...
But even without Thérèse...
Saturday 21/03 Departure from Orly at 6:10 AM with Transavia. The plane took off on time and landed a little early, tossed around by strong winds before touching down. It had just rained, but it was (almost) no longer raining.

We quickly picked up our luggage and then the car at the Cicar counter. We got a Seat Arona instead of the Corsa we’d booked. Well, while the driving position didn’t feel great at first (I got used to it), the engine’s smoothness and power were much appreciated on the island’s winding and sometimes steep roads.
It was only 10 AM, and we couldn’t theoretically check into our accommodation until 3 PM (the owner promised to message me if it was ready earlier). So, we headed to the (big) *Jardín Botánico Viera y Clavijo*, where we planned to spend a few hours. We found a huge parking lot... empty. The passenger in the car in front of us (yes, we weren’t the only ones at the closed gate—there was a car in front and one behind) went to ask for info: it was closed due to the storm 😕. So, we calmly headed toward Puerto de las Nieves, on the northwest coast of the island.
The plan: go to a restaurant, visit the village, and do some shopping while waiting for early afternoon. As soon as we got out of the car, it started raining... we took shelter under the awning of a shop, waiting for it to pass. But the rain turned into a downpour, and within minutes, awning or not, Gore-Tex or not, we were soaked!
Since we were already wet, we might as well go to the restaurant—they weren’t far! But here’s the thing: contrary to what Google Maps said, they all opened at 1 PM, not noon! Back to the car, wading through 5 cm of water because all the village streets were flooded . The rain let up, we did some shopping, went to eat, and I got a message from the owner saying the accommodation was ready 🙂.
So, off we went to La Suerte, a few kilometers north of Agaete. The downside of the place, especially with luggage, is that you have to climb several flights of stairs via an outdoor staircase (after parking more or less far away on a steep street) to get there 😛). Of course, on the way from the car to the apartment, it started pouring again—the bags got soaked! Enough rain for today! We settled in quietly, and by late afternoon, we could (finally!) go admire the view from the terrace.

Every time we’ve been to the Canary Islands, it’s been by default (basically: where can we go in winter or early spring when we only have a week—so not too far, not too much jet lag, but with decent weather?).
This time, we had two weeks, but the winter plan kept changing: first Thailand (dropped for personal reasons), then Martinique (dropped because of work leave dates that weren’t up to me), and finally, the Canary Islands.
We’ve already been to Tenerife (which we really liked) and Lanzarote (which we liked a little less). This year, two options: Gran Canaria or one of the smaller islands west of Tenerife (La Palma, or even La Gomera or El Hierro). We chose Gran Canaria... not sure it was the right call! Whose fault is it? Storm Thérèse’s! Yes, Storm Thérèse followed us on arrival, and its effects lasted quite a while. We had to adapt, cancel visits, change activities...
But even without Thérèse...
Saturday 21/03 Departure from Orly at 6:10 AM with Transavia. The plane took off on time and landed a little early, tossed around by strong winds before touching down. It had just rained, but it was (almost) no longer raining.

We quickly picked up our luggage and then the car at the Cicar counter. We got a Seat Arona instead of the Corsa we’d booked. Well, while the driving position didn’t feel great at first (I got used to it), the engine’s smoothness and power were much appreciated on the island’s winding and sometimes steep roads.
It was only 10 AM, and we couldn’t theoretically check into our accommodation until 3 PM (the owner promised to message me if it was ready earlier). So, we headed to the (big) *Jardín Botánico Viera y Clavijo*, where we planned to spend a few hours. We found a huge parking lot... empty. The passenger in the car in front of us (yes, we weren’t the only ones at the closed gate—there was a car in front and one behind) went to ask for info: it was closed due to the storm 😕. So, we calmly headed toward Puerto de las Nieves, on the northwest coast of the island.
The plan: go to a restaurant, visit the village, and do some shopping while waiting for early afternoon. As soon as we got out of the car, it started raining... we took shelter under the awning of a shop, waiting for it to pass. But the rain turned into a downpour, and within minutes, awning or not, Gore-Tex or not, we were soaked!
Since we were already wet, we might as well go to the restaurant—they weren’t far! But here’s the thing: contrary to what Google Maps said, they all opened at 1 PM, not noon! Back to the car, wading through 5 cm of water because all the village streets were flooded . The rain let up, we did some shopping, went to eat, and I got a message from the owner saying the accommodation was ready 🙂.
So, off we went to La Suerte, a few kilometers north of Agaete. The downside of the place, especially with luggage, is that you have to climb several flights of stairs via an outdoor staircase (after parking more or less far away on a steep street) to get there 😛). Of course, on the way from the car to the apartment, it started pouring again—the bags got soaked! Enough rain for today! We settled in quietly, and by late afternoon, we could (finally!) go admire the view from the terrace.

March 2026 Photo Contest Theme: Metal, Metallic
The 139th edition of this contest is now open, and this month’s theme is:
« Metal, Metallic».
From ore to rockets, wire to the Eiffel Tower—or in a pinch, even a self-portrait at the bottom of a spoon—the theme is broad enough that you should be able to come up with at least three ideas pretty easily! Sure, things might get tricky when it’s time to vote, but that could just be a sign of a successful contest, right?! But we’re not there yet.
Contest rules: You can post up to three photos, each in a separate message, clearly indicating their number (1, 2, or 3) along with the location where the photo was taken. Any explanations about your photos are welcome.
You’ll vote for three photos, clearly stating the name of the participant you’ve chosen, followed by the photo number. The first photo in your vote will receive three points, the second two points, and the third one point.
The winner will be the person whose photo earns the most points. In case of a tie, the winner will be the one with the most first-place votes—or, if still tied, the most second-place votes. Finally, if it’s a perfect tie, the winner will be the one who reached their score first. The winner will then have the pleasure of choosing the theme for the April 2026 contest and organizing it. Ties for any position other than first won’t be broken. Lastly, you don’t need to participate in the contest to vote. However, participants (and I hope there’ll be lots of you!) are strongly encouraged to vote!
Please only post contest photos in this thread, and starting Thursday, March 26 (00:01 Paris time), only votes.
Key dates: You can submit your photos starting today, Tuesday, March 3, 2026, until Wednesday, March 25, 2026 (23:59 Paris time). Voting will begin the minute after and end on Monday, March 30 (23:59 Paris time). Results will be announced on Tuesday, March 31, 2026 ... if all goes well!
A discussion thread for this contest is open HERE: The photorama can be found HERE
From ore to rockets, wire to the Eiffel Tower—or in a pinch, even a self-portrait at the bottom of a spoon—the theme is broad enough that you should be able to come up with at least three ideas pretty easily! Sure, things might get tricky when it’s time to vote, but that could just be a sign of a successful contest, right?! But we’re not there yet.
Contest rules: You can post up to three photos, each in a separate message, clearly indicating their number (1, 2, or 3) along with the location where the photo was taken. Any explanations about your photos are welcome.
You’ll vote for three photos, clearly stating the name of the participant you’ve chosen, followed by the photo number. The first photo in your vote will receive three points, the second two points, and the third one point.
The winner will be the person whose photo earns the most points. In case of a tie, the winner will be the one with the most first-place votes—or, if still tied, the most second-place votes. Finally, if it’s a perfect tie, the winner will be the one who reached their score first. The winner will then have the pleasure of choosing the theme for the April 2026 contest and organizing it. Ties for any position other than first won’t be broken. Lastly, you don’t need to participate in the contest to vote. However, participants (and I hope there’ll be lots of you!) are strongly encouraged to vote!
Please only post contest photos in this thread, and starting Thursday, March 26 (00:01 Paris time), only votes.
Key dates: You can submit your photos starting today, Tuesday, March 3, 2026, until Wednesday, March 25, 2026 (23:59 Paris time). Voting will begin the minute after and end on Monday, March 30 (23:59 Paris time). Results will be announced on Tuesday, March 31, 2026 ... if all goes well!
A discussion thread for this contest is open HERE: The photorama can be found HERE
Back to RUAHA and SELOUS (Southern Tanzania).
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" We’re ALL different, and so are our expectations when it comes to travel or leisure ". There are—without a doubt—as many ways to experience a trip as there are travelers!! For the two of us, it’s only our love of wild nature that guides us to East Africa. The stated goal of this trip was purely wildlife-focused, and NOT about discovering the country or its people.
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Hello everyone,
Previously, I shared the account of a trip/safari in southern Tanzania in June 2024, in the Mikumi and Selous reserves.
This time, still in southern Tanzania, I invite you to join us in Ruaha National Park. (Then, depending on the number of images allowed in my quota, at the end of my story, we’ll return to Selous for the second part of the same trip.)
- This trip/safari took place in November 2022. - Our flight started in Marseille, heading to Addis Ababa, then Dar es Salaam (via Ethiopian Airlines). In Dar, we spent one night at a hotel near the airfield.
-1- During the layover in Addis Ababa. The Airbus A-350 in the early morning mist.

Reminder: Click on each image to enlarge it, if needed. .
From Dar es Salaam, if you want to go by road to Ruaha, it’ll take a very long and tiring day. 🤪
On previous trips, we’ve always taken a bush plane for this route. In this case, it took just over an hour and a half, with two short intermediate stops to drop off passengers at other bush airstrips.
Since I’m also passionate about aviation, I love these flights where you can admire the landscapes from low altitude while sitting right behind the pilot 🙂.
-2- These routes mainly use Cessna 208 Caravans.

At the Msembe airstrip, we’re greeted around 1:30 PM by a guide and a driver from our chosen lodge. They brought a picnic basket, which we enjoy at a nearby picnic area. We’re by the Ruaha River, completely dry—it’s scorching hot.
-3- The first mammals we encounter are a pair of female impalas, accompanied by a young male.

Reminder: Click on the image to view it in larger size. 😉
-4- To save the hippopotamus populations from certain death, rangers had to dig holes in the sand with bulldozers. Fortunately, water is present beneath the sand layer.

-5- This crocodile doesn’t seem to have been accepted as a swimming neighbor by the hippos...

We’ll explore along the river for 2-3 hours before crossing it at a ford toward the southern part of the reserve.
-6- The typical landscape of Ruaha, with its many baobabs.

-7- My buddy the R.L.B. is also here to welcome me.... 🙂 🙂

-8- As well as this little bee-eater... 😎

-9- ...which reminds us of the origin of its name...!

-10- Above a rare waterhole, a fish eagle keeps watch for fish...

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*** Please wait until the end of the story for any questions or to share your own experiences in Ruaha. (Or via PM.) Thanks in advance for keeping this account smooth and enjoyable. 😉
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*** I’m not an ornithologist, but birds are an important and unavoidable part of safari discoveries. You’ll find quite a few in the images of my story. 😎
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" We’re ALL different, and so are our expectations when it comes to travel or leisure ". There are—without a doubt—as many ways to experience a trip as there are travelers!! For the two of us, it’s only our love of wild nature that guides us to East Africa. The stated goal of this trip was purely wildlife-focused, and NOT about discovering the country or its people.
...
Hello everyone,
Previously, I shared the account of a trip/safari in southern Tanzania in June 2024, in the Mikumi and Selous reserves.
This time, still in southern Tanzania, I invite you to join us in Ruaha National Park. (Then, depending on the number of images allowed in my quota, at the end of my story, we’ll return to Selous for the second part of the same trip.)
- This trip/safari took place in November 2022. - Our flight started in Marseille, heading to Addis Ababa, then Dar es Salaam (via Ethiopian Airlines). In Dar, we spent one night at a hotel near the airfield.
-1- During the layover in Addis Ababa. The Airbus A-350 in the early morning mist.

Reminder: Click on each image to enlarge it, if needed. .
From Dar es Salaam, if you want to go by road to Ruaha, it’ll take a very long and tiring day. 🤪
On previous trips, we’ve always taken a bush plane for this route. In this case, it took just over an hour and a half, with two short intermediate stops to drop off passengers at other bush airstrips.
Since I’m also passionate about aviation, I love these flights where you can admire the landscapes from low altitude while sitting right behind the pilot 🙂.
-2- These routes mainly use Cessna 208 Caravans.

At the Msembe airstrip, we’re greeted around 1:30 PM by a guide and a driver from our chosen lodge. They brought a picnic basket, which we enjoy at a nearby picnic area. We’re by the Ruaha River, completely dry—it’s scorching hot.
-3- The first mammals we encounter are a pair of female impalas, accompanied by a young male.

Reminder: Click on the image to view it in larger size. 😉
-4- To save the hippopotamus populations from certain death, rangers had to dig holes in the sand with bulldozers. Fortunately, water is present beneath the sand layer.

-5- This crocodile doesn’t seem to have been accepted as a swimming neighbor by the hippos...

We’ll explore along the river for 2-3 hours before crossing it at a ford toward the southern part of the reserve.
-6- The typical landscape of Ruaha, with its many baobabs.

-7- My buddy the R.L.B. is also here to welcome me.... 🙂 🙂

-8- As well as this little bee-eater... 😎

-9- ...which reminds us of the origin of its name...!

-10- Above a rare waterhole, a fish eagle keeps watch for fish...

...
*** Please wait until the end of the story for any questions or to share your own experiences in Ruaha. (Or via PM.) Thanks in advance for keeping this account smooth and enjoyable. 😉
...
*** I’m not an ornithologist, but birds are an important and unavoidable part of safari discoveries. You’ll find quite a few in the images of my story. 😎
...
Exploring Senja Island and the Lofoten Archipelago
Hi everyone,
We traveled to Norway in the summer of 2025, from July 17 to 29, to visit Senja Island and the Lofoten archipelago with a rental car. The common thread of these twelve days was clearly hiking, along with a few visits and experiences, and nights spent in a tent or in the car (which made it possible). We chose Narvik Airport for both arrival and departure for several complementary reasons: the desire to visit nearby Senja Island, slightly more affordable airfare, and finally, the rental price of the vehicle—especially the car model we were looking for. We only made one reservation, for the first campsite, as sleeping in a tent made things much easier. But we had the whole structure of the trip planned, a flexible outline that could adapt to the weather conditions we’d encounter. Senja Island isn’t part of the Lofoten archipelago, and during the early stages of planning this trip, we hadn’t planned to visit it. But its relative proximity to Narvik Airport and, above all, its unique geography definitely made us change our minds. We arrived in Evenes, where Narvik Airport is located, nearly 60 km from the city itself. Our first stop was 40 km further in Bjerkvik on the way to Senja, where there’s a Rema 1000 (a very common supermarket chain in Norway). We needed to buy some food and a gas cartridge for our stove. I’d emailed the store manager beforehand, who told me they didn’t sell them but that the two gas stations in the village were likely to have some in stock.
It was only at the Esso station that I found what I needed, but unfortunately, only one cartridge. Luckily, we quickly realized that most campsites (like in Iceland) have a shared kitchen with hotplates. That single small cartridge was just enough for the few nights we spent outside of campsites... We got our first taste of Norway’s characteristic landscapes:
When we arrived at the Senja campsite, it was already 9:30 PM. A sign announced it was full, but luckily, I’d booked it 10 days earlier. By 10:30 PM, as we settled in to eat, it was still broad daylight, and the thermometer read 25°C—despite being at a latitude of 69° North! We went to bed around midnight, exhausted but under the light of a sun that was still very much present. Thanks to Earth’s tilted axis. We’d anticipated this by buying opaque sleep masks because, yes, at this time of year, it’s daylight all the time.
Friday, July 18:
Today, we planned two hikes on the island and a few stops along the way. The map clearly shows that the deepest fjords are in the north and west. Due to time and accessibility, we focused on the northern part of the island. Our first stop was at the viewing platform in Bergbotn:

Then we headed toward Skaland, the starting point for our first hike. Along the way, we found plenty of reasons to stop—especially since, on this first day of travel, our thirst for Nordic landscapes was far from quenched.

The town of Skaland is very practical: free parking, picnic tables for after the hike, and a Joker convenience store right next door. Our goal was the summit of Husfjellet: 670 m of elevation gain, between 8 and 9 km in length, and an estimated 4 hours and 30 minutes.
This hike offers two major viewpoints. The first overlooks the Bergsoyan islands to the west:

At the summit, the view shifts to the Steinfjorden fjord:

You can even clearly see the "Devil’s Teeth," which we’d see from below later:

In total, the hike took us 4 hours and 30 minutes, including all the breaks. We treated ourselves to an ice cream in Skaland to recharge for the next hike. We hit the road again and stopped at Tungeneset to get a closer look at the Devil’s Teeth:

We continued to Fjordgard, the starting point for our second hike. Fjordgard isn’t very welcoming. There was a time when you could park right at the start of the hike up Mount Segla. Now, everything’s blocked off, and locals have even taken to blocking all possible parking spots nearby. You now have to park outside the town at a paid parking lot (90 NOK for 3 hours), adding an extra 2 km (round trip) of walking. Still, that was just a minor inconvenience because the hike that followed quickly made us forget all about it. The hike is fairly short (2 hours) but still has 520 m of elevation gain. This hike was a stark contrast to the first. This morning, we had sweeping views of the vast landscape. Here, Mount Segla, perched on the edge of the cliff, dominates the foreground:


For those prone to vertigo, it might be best to stay at the foot of the mountain, as the trail climbs right along the cliff edge. And from that point on, you quickly understand what verticality really means...

In total, we took 2 hours and 50 minutes, including breaks and the extra walk to the parking lot. The day was already well underway, and with 1,200 m of cumulative elevation gain, it was time to find a spot to eat and sleep. Since we hadn’t made any reservations, we’d planned to bivouac for the night. We weren’t too picky—just practical—so we decided to sleep in the car at the parking lot for tomorrow morning’s hike, just 5 km from Fjordgard.
We traveled to Norway in the summer of 2025, from July 17 to 29, to visit Senja Island and the Lofoten archipelago with a rental car. The common thread of these twelve days was clearly hiking, along with a few visits and experiences, and nights spent in a tent or in the car (which made it possible). We chose Narvik Airport for both arrival and departure for several complementary reasons: the desire to visit nearby Senja Island, slightly more affordable airfare, and finally, the rental price of the vehicle—especially the car model we were looking for. We only made one reservation, for the first campsite, as sleeping in a tent made things much easier. But we had the whole structure of the trip planned, a flexible outline that could adapt to the weather conditions we’d encounter. Senja Island isn’t part of the Lofoten archipelago, and during the early stages of planning this trip, we hadn’t planned to visit it. But its relative proximity to Narvik Airport and, above all, its unique geography definitely made us change our minds. We arrived in Evenes, where Narvik Airport is located, nearly 60 km from the city itself. Our first stop was 40 km further in Bjerkvik on the way to Senja, where there’s a Rema 1000 (a very common supermarket chain in Norway). We needed to buy some food and a gas cartridge for our stove. I’d emailed the store manager beforehand, who told me they didn’t sell them but that the two gas stations in the village were likely to have some in stock.
It was only at the Esso station that I found what I needed, but unfortunately, only one cartridge. Luckily, we quickly realized that most campsites (like in Iceland) have a shared kitchen with hotplates. That single small cartridge was just enough for the few nights we spent outside of campsites... We got our first taste of Norway’s characteristic landscapes:

When we arrived at the Senja campsite, it was already 9:30 PM. A sign announced it was full, but luckily, I’d booked it 10 days earlier. By 10:30 PM, as we settled in to eat, it was still broad daylight, and the thermometer read 25°C—despite being at a latitude of 69° North! We went to bed around midnight, exhausted but under the light of a sun that was still very much present. Thanks to Earth’s tilted axis. We’d anticipated this by buying opaque sleep masks because, yes, at this time of year, it’s daylight all the time.
Friday, July 18:
Today, we planned two hikes on the island and a few stops along the way. The map clearly shows that the deepest fjords are in the north and west. Due to time and accessibility, we focused on the northern part of the island. Our first stop was at the viewing platform in Bergbotn:

Then we headed toward Skaland, the starting point for our first hike. Along the way, we found plenty of reasons to stop—especially since, on this first day of travel, our thirst for Nordic landscapes was far from quenched.

The town of Skaland is very practical: free parking, picnic tables for after the hike, and a Joker convenience store right next door. Our goal was the summit of Husfjellet: 670 m of elevation gain, between 8 and 9 km in length, and an estimated 4 hours and 30 minutes.
This hike offers two major viewpoints. The first overlooks the Bergsoyan islands to the west:

At the summit, the view shifts to the Steinfjorden fjord:

You can even clearly see the "Devil’s Teeth," which we’d see from below later:

In total, the hike took us 4 hours and 30 minutes, including all the breaks. We treated ourselves to an ice cream in Skaland to recharge for the next hike. We hit the road again and stopped at Tungeneset to get a closer look at the Devil’s Teeth:

We continued to Fjordgard, the starting point for our second hike. Fjordgard isn’t very welcoming. There was a time when you could park right at the start of the hike up Mount Segla. Now, everything’s blocked off, and locals have even taken to blocking all possible parking spots nearby. You now have to park outside the town at a paid parking lot (90 NOK for 3 hours), adding an extra 2 km (round trip) of walking. Still, that was just a minor inconvenience because the hike that followed quickly made us forget all about it. The hike is fairly short (2 hours) but still has 520 m of elevation gain. This hike was a stark contrast to the first. This morning, we had sweeping views of the vast landscape. Here, Mount Segla, perched on the edge of the cliff, dominates the foreground:


For those prone to vertigo, it might be best to stay at the foot of the mountain, as the trail climbs right along the cliff edge. And from that point on, you quickly understand what verticality really means...

In total, we took 2 hours and 50 minutes, including breaks and the extra walk to the parking lot. The day was already well underway, and with 1,200 m of cumulative elevation gain, it was time to find a spot to eat and sleep. Since we hadn’t made any reservations, we’d planned to bivouac for the night. We weren’t too picky—just practical—so we decided to sleep in the car at the parking lot for tomorrow morning’s hike, just 5 km from Fjordgard.
CAPE VERDE 2025: 3 weeks, 4 islands.
And we still haven’t seen everything!
Before setting off for new horizons at the end of this year, it’s time for me to share my trip to Cape Verde this summer 2025.
I particularly love these spontaneous trips, and our stay in Cape Verde is one of those because it was only at the beginning of April that we decided on this getaway, which had been catching our eye for a while, given our love for the mountains.
As always—well, when it’s open—I turned to VF, and I want to immediately thank Marie, aka ptitortue, who helped me a lot in planning this trip through her travel journals and our exchanges!
Because Cape Verde is both small and vast! We decided not to rush from one airport to another, to enjoy the places and the people, but also to relax, since the work backlog from being stuck in May (see my previous travel journal 😅) had to be caught up on in June.
So, 4 islands will be our winners from 06/28 to 07/19:
Santiago first for logistical reasons, as round-trip flights from the capital Praia were the cheapest (650 €/person from Lyon via Lisbon with TAP, still!)
São Vicente, because it’s the gateway to the next one but ultimately more than that...
Santo Antão, pretty much the main goal of the trip since Marie (and the photos) had really sold it to me.
And finally, Sal Island, for some rest—a non-negotiable condition for my other half—and we’ll see that I should’ve listened to Marie...
That said, what a chatterbox I am—buckle up, flight attendants at the doors, off we go on new beautiful escapes! (Thanks to Sophie for the easy loan)
Last note for my eager fan club 😏: yes, there will be alcohol—how could there not be in the land of grogue!
It starts here:
https://voyageforum.com/v.f?post=10790234;a=10790234

I particularly love these spontaneous trips, and our stay in Cape Verde is one of those because it was only at the beginning of April that we decided on this getaway, which had been catching our eye for a while, given our love for the mountains.
As always—well, when it’s open—I turned to VF, and I want to immediately thank Marie, aka ptitortue, who helped me a lot in planning this trip through her travel journals and our exchanges!
Because Cape Verde is both small and vast! We decided not to rush from one airport to another, to enjoy the places and the people, but also to relax, since the work backlog from being stuck in May (see my previous travel journal 😅) had to be caught up on in June.
So, 4 islands will be our winners from 06/28 to 07/19:
Santiago first for logistical reasons, as round-trip flights from the capital Praia were the cheapest (650 €/person from Lyon via Lisbon with TAP, still!)
São Vicente, because it’s the gateway to the next one but ultimately more than that...
Santo Antão, pretty much the main goal of the trip since Marie (and the photos) had really sold it to me.
And finally, Sal Island, for some rest—a non-negotiable condition for my other half—and we’ll see that I should’ve listened to Marie...
That said, what a chatterbox I am—buckle up, flight attendants at the doors, off we go on new beautiful escapes! (Thanks to Sophie for the easy loan)
Last note for my eager fan club 😏: yes, there will be alcohol—how could there not be in the land of grogue!
It starts here:
https://voyageforum.com/v.f?post=10790234;a=10790234

Mauritian Ti' Punch
The recipe for the cocktail: endless beaches, a dazzling palette of colors, some breathtaking hikes, and excellent cuisine...
For the tasting, follow along in the pages of this travel journal! 😉
Don’t forget your hiking shoes, a swimsuit, sunscreen, but also a sweater, your driver’s license, and your credit card...
Just over 11 hours of flight, and we’ll be setting foot on Mauritian soil!

For the tasting, follow along in the pages of this travel journal! 😉
Don’t forget your hiking shoes, a swimsuit, sunscreen, but also a sweater, your driver’s license, and your credit card...
Just over 11 hours of flight, and we’ll be setting foot on Mauritian soil!

Trip to Israel / Holy Land in 2022
For once, given the destination, the author can’t set aside their religious beliefs, which inevitably shape this kind of journey.
The Trip
Early in the morning at Orly Airport, in the departure lounge for Tel Aviv, a group of about forty young men arrives, all looking identical! The same neatly trimmed beards, the same identical haircuts, the same outfits with a touch of whimsy… The effect of seeing these forty “clones” is striking and raises questions! Why such perfect uniformity among this group of guys? Do they belong to the same family, sports club, cultural association, or religious group? A mystery! At the same time, the waiting area fills up with men who are more expected, given our destination: they wear large felt hats and dress in black suits with white shirts—Hassidim? The ones I’ve glimpsed fleetingly in Paris or New York, who have always been a mystery to me. More discreet-looking women accompany them.
I’m already in Israel without even setting foot there! Plus, I witness the preparations for an improvised show.
The “clones” start a flash mob at seven in the morning in a Paris airport departure lounge! Some pull out musical instruments, others begin singing and dancing. A music with strange, unfamiliar sounds enchants the waiting passengers.
The flight crew finally arrives, cutting through the flash mob, bringing us back to the reality of the moment: waiting to take off soon for this so troubling and mysterious Middle East. We go through passport control, presenting our faces to the scanners that operate the exit gate. The group of “identical” young men gets held up by the system: logically, a scanner let the first one through but blocked the second because of his perfect resemblance to the first. To the machine, the same person shouldn’t be able to cross the border twice? But eventually, the whole group makes it through the glass doors, leaving the Republic behind. My simplistic explanation is left looking ridiculous.
At every new destination, I ask myself countless questions, revealing a certain anxiety tied to the unknown: fear of attacks (one just happened at a bus station in Jerusalem), possible police pressure, unexpected events. Israel isn’t known for being a relaxing destination. In reality, if I did face a serious difficulty in this country, it wasn’t one I had anticipated—and it wasn’t particularly tied to Israel!
I take my seat by the window, which is already occupied by a little girl. Her father, a Hassidic man, politely asks if I’d be willing to give up my seat for his daughter. I tell him I’d be happy to make her happy. Seeing me masked, he asks if I’d like him and his daughter to wear masks too. In response, I take off my mask so as not to impose any constraints on them and wish them a good flight.
It was the first time I’d approached and spoken to a Hassidic man. He didn’t speak the way I might have expected after watching *Rabbi Jacob* with Louis de Funès; he spoke perfectly without an accent, just like you and me! Beware of stereotypes! Throughout the flight, I sneak glances at my strange neighbor: he prayed silently without stopping for a minute. His daughter, as good as gold, never interrupted him. He used several religious accessories during his three-hour continuous prayer: a kippa, a prayer shawl, and a rosary?… I left that plane deeply impressed, me, who has a very distant relationship with my Creator and only prays now and then.
The Trip
Early in the morning at Orly Airport, in the departure lounge for Tel Aviv, a group of about forty young men arrives, all looking identical! The same neatly trimmed beards, the same identical haircuts, the same outfits with a touch of whimsy… The effect of seeing these forty “clones” is striking and raises questions! Why such perfect uniformity among this group of guys? Do they belong to the same family, sports club, cultural association, or religious group? A mystery! At the same time, the waiting area fills up with men who are more expected, given our destination: they wear large felt hats and dress in black suits with white shirts—Hassidim? The ones I’ve glimpsed fleetingly in Paris or New York, who have always been a mystery to me. More discreet-looking women accompany them.
I’m already in Israel without even setting foot there! Plus, I witness the preparations for an improvised show.
The “clones” start a flash mob at seven in the morning in a Paris airport departure lounge! Some pull out musical instruments, others begin singing and dancing. A music with strange, unfamiliar sounds enchants the waiting passengers.
The flight crew finally arrives, cutting through the flash mob, bringing us back to the reality of the moment: waiting to take off soon for this so troubling and mysterious Middle East. We go through passport control, presenting our faces to the scanners that operate the exit gate. The group of “identical” young men gets held up by the system: logically, a scanner let the first one through but blocked the second because of his perfect resemblance to the first. To the machine, the same person shouldn’t be able to cross the border twice? But eventually, the whole group makes it through the glass doors, leaving the Republic behind. My simplistic explanation is left looking ridiculous.
At every new destination, I ask myself countless questions, revealing a certain anxiety tied to the unknown: fear of attacks (one just happened at a bus station in Jerusalem), possible police pressure, unexpected events. Israel isn’t known for being a relaxing destination. In reality, if I did face a serious difficulty in this country, it wasn’t one I had anticipated—and it wasn’t particularly tied to Israel!
I take my seat by the window, which is already occupied by a little girl. Her father, a Hassidic man, politely asks if I’d be willing to give up my seat for his daughter. I tell him I’d be happy to make her happy. Seeing me masked, he asks if I’d like him and his daughter to wear masks too. In response, I take off my mask so as not to impose any constraints on them and wish them a good flight.
It was the first time I’d approached and spoken to a Hassidic man. He didn’t speak the way I might have expected after watching *Rabbi Jacob* with Louis de Funès; he spoke perfectly without an accent, just like you and me! Beware of stereotypes! Throughout the flight, I sneak glances at my strange neighbor: he prayed silently without stopping for a minute. His daughter, as good as gold, never interrupted him. He used several religious accessories during his three-hour continuous prayer: a kippa, a prayer shawl, and a rosary?… I left that plane deeply impressed, me, who has a very distant relationship with my Creator and only prays now and then.
Looking for feedback and advice on a Thailand-Laos-Cambodia itinerary plan
Hi everyone,
I’m starting to plan my next trip to Southeast Asia this winter (2.5 months, leaving in early December), and here’s a rough outline of my route—I’d love to share it with you and hear your thoughts and tips.

- I’ll start in Bangkok and already have three spots I’ve marked: Ayutthaya, Kanchanaburi, and Uthai Thani (I haven’t been to any of these places yet). - Next, I’d like to cross the country from west to east to reach the Laos border. I’d love suggestions for any interesting stops along this route—I don’t know this part of Thailand at all... - Then I’ll head into Laos, probably at Savannakhet (you can usually get a visa at the border). - > I’m tempted to spend a week in Hoi An, Vietnam, since I loved that city and the area when I visited two years ago. No visa needed for Vietnam now, so it could be a nice little detour. On the map, it doesn’t look too far, but I know you’ve got to be careful with these things, and I’m not sure if it’s a good idea. Any opinions on this? - Back to Laos (maybe via Dakta), and I’ll head south along the Mekong, probably doing the Bolaven Plateau loop that I missed last time. Then Paksé, the 4,000 Islands... I’ve been before, but I’d happily go back. - Crossing into Cambodia, I’ll follow the Mekong down to Phnom Penh (I know this area and love how untouristy it is). From there, I’ll probably spend a few days in Kep (quieter than Kampot). Still undecided, though. - Then back to Thailand (BKK), likely by plane from Phnom Penh since the borders between the two countries are currently closed (plus, let’s be honest, Cambodian roads... ;-). We’ll see how things look when the time comes. - After that, I’d like to explore southern Thailand, taking it slow with short hops. I’ve got my eye on Khao Sok National Park, and I’ve heard good things about Krabi... Again, I don’t know this region well, so any info or tips would be great.
So, I think this should be doable in 2.5 months, especially since I prefer short hops of 300 km max to avoid getting too tired, and I like staying 2-3 days in each place to explore. Plus, I’ll take a week off to relax if I find a spot I love—maybe by the sea for some real downtime.
Thanks for your feedback and for sharing your favorite spots! Pascal

- I’ll start in Bangkok and already have three spots I’ve marked: Ayutthaya, Kanchanaburi, and Uthai Thani (I haven’t been to any of these places yet). - Next, I’d like to cross the country from west to east to reach the Laos border. I’d love suggestions for any interesting stops along this route—I don’t know this part of Thailand at all... - Then I’ll head into Laos, probably at Savannakhet (you can usually get a visa at the border). - > I’m tempted to spend a week in Hoi An, Vietnam, since I loved that city and the area when I visited two years ago. No visa needed for Vietnam now, so it could be a nice little detour. On the map, it doesn’t look too far, but I know you’ve got to be careful with these things, and I’m not sure if it’s a good idea. Any opinions on this? - Back to Laos (maybe via Dakta), and I’ll head south along the Mekong, probably doing the Bolaven Plateau loop that I missed last time. Then Paksé, the 4,000 Islands... I’ve been before, but I’d happily go back. - Crossing into Cambodia, I’ll follow the Mekong down to Phnom Penh (I know this area and love how untouristy it is). From there, I’ll probably spend a few days in Kep (quieter than Kampot). Still undecided, though. - Then back to Thailand (BKK), likely by plane from Phnom Penh since the borders between the two countries are currently closed (plus, let’s be honest, Cambodian roads... ;-). We’ll see how things look when the time comes. - After that, I’d like to explore southern Thailand, taking it slow with short hops. I’ve got my eye on Khao Sok National Park, and I’ve heard good things about Krabi... Again, I don’t know this region well, so any info or tips would be great.
So, I think this should be doable in 2.5 months, especially since I prefer short hops of 300 km max to avoid getting too tired, and I like staying 2-3 days in each place to explore. Plus, I’ll take a week off to relax if I find a spot I love—maybe by the sea for some real downtime.
Thanks for your feedback and for sharing your favorite spots! Pascal
Cruise Review: Regal Princess in the British Isles
Hi there!
Here’s a quick review of my cruise on the REGAL PRINCESS.
This was my 35th cruise and my second on the REGAL PRINCESS, which I first discovered in 2017 during a Caribbean cruise.
A few months ago, we received an email from PRINCESS changing the itinerary—DUBLIN and EDINBURGH were replaced by two Scottish islands. We were a little disappointed, but since we’d never sailed around the UK, we didn’t really know any of the ports anyway.
The itinerary was:
SOUTHAMPTON
AT SEA
KIRKWALL
INVERGORDON
AT SEA
STORNOWAY
GLASGOW
BELFAST
AT SEA
CORK
AT SEA
PORTLAND
LE HAVRE
SOUTHAMPTON
A 13-day/12-night cruise for 1350 € per person in a guaranteed deluxe balcony cabin. PRINCESS assigned us a balcony cabin on deck 8 with a large balcony. We ended up happy with our cabin, even though we’d initially preferred a higher deck. I’ll admit I hesitated to choose this cruise because of the weather—I love sunshine and good weather—but the desire to discover new ports won out, especially with the promise of heading to Corsica afterward to soak up some sun again 😉
On PRINCESS, as Catherine mentioned, there’s no card—everyone has a medallion! I loved this system, which unlocks your cabin door as you approach. It’s really well thought out!
We took the EUROSTAR from Lille to London, then a train from London to Southampton the day before. We stayed in a nice IHG hotel near the port.
EMBARKATION It’s Friday, August 1st. After a good breakfast and a quick check-out, we realize our UBER app isn’t working in England ;(. We have to go back to reception to ask for a taxi because, even though the hotel is close to the port, the ship is still over 2 km away—hardly ideal with luggage! The problem is that many hotel guests also requested taxis... so we wait a good 30 minutes before ours arrives! We get to the REGAL PRINCESS pretty quickly but are shocked to see a huge line outside!!! We hadn’t seen that in over a decade! Not the best start! 🙁

TO BE CONTINUED!
A 13-day/12-night cruise for 1350 € per person in a guaranteed deluxe balcony cabin. PRINCESS assigned us a balcony cabin on deck 8 with a large balcony. We ended up happy with our cabin, even though we’d initially preferred a higher deck. I’ll admit I hesitated to choose this cruise because of the weather—I love sunshine and good weather—but the desire to discover new ports won out, especially with the promise of heading to Corsica afterward to soak up some sun again 😉
On PRINCESS, as Catherine mentioned, there’s no card—everyone has a medallion! I loved this system, which unlocks your cabin door as you approach. It’s really well thought out!
We took the EUROSTAR from Lille to London, then a train from London to Southampton the day before. We stayed in a nice IHG hotel near the port.
EMBARKATION It’s Friday, August 1st. After a good breakfast and a quick check-out, we realize our UBER app isn’t working in England ;(. We have to go back to reception to ask for a taxi because, even though the hotel is close to the port, the ship is still over 2 km away—hardly ideal with luggage! The problem is that many hotel guests also requested taxis... so we wait a good 30 minutes before ours arrives! We get to the REGAL PRINCESS pretty quickly but are shocked to see a huge line outside!!! We hadn’t seen that in over a decade! Not the best start! 🙁

TO BE CONTINUED!
From Southern Shikoku, between land and sea, to the blue waters of Miyakojima and finally the Tokyo metropolis
From Southern Shikoku, between land and sea, to the blue waters of Miyakojima and finally Tokyo’s megacity
Hi everyone,
I have to admit, I really hesitated before deciding to write this travel journal... Writing one takes a lot of time and energy, and since this is my 4th trip, I wondered if it would even interest anyone other than myself (both for the discovery and the writing). But after a few people asked, "Are you going to write a journal?" and especially after rediscovering the joy of reading other travelers’ journals about Japan or elsewhere on this forum, I’ve decided to share my 4th installment in the Land of the Rising Sun here.
The itinerary: 27 full days, from late May to late June 2025, right in the middle of the rainy season, including:
-->13 days in Shikoku, from Kochi (Kochi Prefecture) to Matsuyama (Ehime Prefecture)

-->7 days in Miyakojima (Okinawa Prefecture)

-->7 days in Tokyo

The trip was decided on fairly last-minute again this year.
Since I regularly check flight prices to track fluctuations for this destination even without concrete plans, stumbling upon a slightly cheaper direct flight (900 €) than what I’d seen in previous months (around 1,200–1,400 € on average) for a Paris-Tokyo route with Japanese airline ANA was too tempting to resist the urge to return to this enchanting country. After much hesitation between exploring the San’in region (Matsue, Tottori, Yamaguchi) and Southern Shikoku, the decision was made—I took the plunge! The ticket is booked: Paris to Kochi with a layover in Tokyo, all with ANA, the airline I’d been dreaming of... for 1,120 € per person. Okay, it’s not cheap, but it’s better than in 2023.
Departure in 2 weeks! Now I just have to get everything ready!
Intense prep work over these next 2 weeks to:
finalize a more precise itinerary and reach an agreement—yep, because even though we both love Japan, our preferences differ slightly, and we have to choose between exploring new places or revisiting beloved spots... decide how much time to spend in each area without rushing while still exploring research places that might interest us and watch videos about Japan book accommodations: yes, it’s possible to do this on the spot, but last year, we realized that last-minute options were pretty expensive, so we’re booking ahead—though we’ll keep a few options open in case better deals pop up later reserve rental cars order yen check the weather regularly and wonder if choosing the *tsuyu* (rainy season) was really a good idea—are we going to be drenched the whole time???
"What hard work," you might say! Going to Japan for a month—what a tough life! Despite this being my 4th trip, the excitement is just as intense as the first time.
The only small downside is that when we booked the flight, there weren’t many seats left, so we’re only sitting together on the international return flight. Plus, on the way there, we have middle seats. Another lingering question: what French-language films will be available? According to the internet, the selection seems limited. Oh well, these are just minor details—it’s already time to fly! PS: I’ll be posting slowly and irregularly... so for those interested, be patient, and maybe set an alert...
Hi everyone,
I have to admit, I really hesitated before deciding to write this travel journal... Writing one takes a lot of time and energy, and since this is my 4th trip, I wondered if it would even interest anyone other than myself (both for the discovery and the writing). But after a few people asked, "Are you going to write a journal?" and especially after rediscovering the joy of reading other travelers’ journals about Japan or elsewhere on this forum, I’ve decided to share my 4th installment in the Land of the Rising Sun here.
The itinerary: 27 full days, from late May to late June 2025, right in the middle of the rainy season, including:
-->13 days in Shikoku, from Kochi (Kochi Prefecture) to Matsuyama (Ehime Prefecture)

-->7 days in Miyakojima (Okinawa Prefecture)

-->7 days in Tokyo

The trip was decided on fairly last-minute again this year.
Since I regularly check flight prices to track fluctuations for this destination even without concrete plans, stumbling upon a slightly cheaper direct flight (900 €) than what I’d seen in previous months (around 1,200–1,400 € on average) for a Paris-Tokyo route with Japanese airline ANA was too tempting to resist the urge to return to this enchanting country. After much hesitation between exploring the San’in region (Matsue, Tottori, Yamaguchi) and Southern Shikoku, the decision was made—I took the plunge! The ticket is booked: Paris to Kochi with a layover in Tokyo, all with ANA, the airline I’d been dreaming of... for 1,120 € per person. Okay, it’s not cheap, but it’s better than in 2023.
Departure in 2 weeks! Now I just have to get everything ready!
Intense prep work over these next 2 weeks to:
finalize a more precise itinerary and reach an agreement—yep, because even though we both love Japan, our preferences differ slightly, and we have to choose between exploring new places or revisiting beloved spots... decide how much time to spend in each area without rushing while still exploring research places that might interest us and watch videos about Japan book accommodations: yes, it’s possible to do this on the spot, but last year, we realized that last-minute options were pretty expensive, so we’re booking ahead—though we’ll keep a few options open in case better deals pop up later reserve rental cars order yen check the weather regularly and wonder if choosing the *tsuyu* (rainy season) was really a good idea—are we going to be drenched the whole time???
"What hard work," you might say! Going to Japan for a month—what a tough life! Despite this being my 4th trip, the excitement is just as intense as the first time.
The only small downside is that when we booked the flight, there weren’t many seats left, so we’re only sitting together on the international return flight. Plus, on the way there, we have middle seats. Another lingering question: what French-language films will be available? According to the internet, the selection seems limited. Oh well, these are just minor details—it’s already time to fly! PS: I’ll be posting slowly and irregularly... so for those interested, be patient, and maybe set an alert...
Another side of my trip to Thailand: Villages, nature, countryside, mountains...
February 9th is a pivotal day during my trip to Thailand. Up until this date, my focus had been on cities, temples, and other urban landmarks. Starting February 10th, I’ll finally leave the city behind for the outskirts—one town, one life, farther from tourism, more real, more authentic... Then comes the bucolic surroundings of Chiang Mai, nature, the countryside, the mountains.
This morning, I head to visit the ethnographic museum. I’d been told about another one, but it’s permanently closed. I wonder if it’s the same one that might have changed its name and location.
I thoroughly enjoy visiting this museum. At first, I’m a bit annoyed because the place is packed with noisy school groups blocking the display cases without even showing the slightest interest. But soon, their chaperones manage to lead them into another room, giving me some peace. They maintain this distance throughout the tour, allowing me to explore the museum in complete tranquility. I really appreciate their tact.
I’m amazed by the absolutely stunning fabric displays and the countless everyday objects, especially the very old pottery. There’s so much beautiful basketry and intricately carved wood. The statues are also incredible... After seeing all of them, I no longer feel like buying any from the shops.
On my way back, not far from my hotel, I discover a rather unique place that only serves one drink, which they’ve made their specialty: egg coffee! A pretty surprising novelty. I have to try it.

At the bottom of the cup, they pour a layer of milk, topped with a layer of liquid coffee, followed by a layer of egg yolk, and finally a top layer that turns out to be a mix of coffee and cocoa powder. It’s a cold drink that, in the end, doesn’t have much flavor, and the price is pretty steep for such a small cup. You’re paying for the exclusivity!
Later in the day, I venture once again into small alleys, something I love doing when exploring a new city—no specific goal, just wandering east of the city, outside the walls.

I encounter very few tourists there and discover unsuspected little shops overflowing with lovely items, much cheaper than what you find in the heart of the tourist district. Then I wander through the floors of Warorot Market. I discover another kind of temple there: the temple of good deals. I love finding clothes that are really original for locals, not the flood of shirts and pants that tourists love but no Thai would ever buy, which invade the shops in the "Historic Square." I stop in my tracks in front of a stall with beautiful shirts featuring stunning geometric patterns in elegant color combinations and very short sleeves. Hmm, these would be perfect for showing off my biceps, one of which is adorned with the magnificent Ganesh tattoo I got last year in Bali. "When you’ve got nice things, you’ve got to show them off!" he said. 😜🙏💪 I pick out two for 380 baht and negotiate them down to 300. But the seller won’t go any lower. I understand I’ve reached the limit of her commercial possibilities. Just as I’m leaving the shop, happy with my purchase, my ever-helpful inner voice, Petite Voix, suggests: - You didn’t try them on because you were too lazy to take off the one you’re wearing and also because of the sweat, but you could just put one on over the one you’re wearing. It’s light enough that it won’t bother you.
I go back to the two sellers, who burst out laughing when I ask to try them on. - Oh no, it’s way too small for you! It’s a women’s shirt! - But they don’t look particularly feminine in style! And I chose XXL... I put the shirt on, and of course, it won’t close. Then I notice the buttons are on the wrong side. That’s why the sleeves seemed so short!!! They put the shirts back on the rack and refund me without any fuss, commenting amid total hilarity: - Well, thank goodness you tried it on just as you were leaving the shop!
Since I don’t want to walk too much before tomorrow’s first Big Outing with the driver, I end my stroll with a visit to two very pretty temples recommended by Joël.

I’d rather not post more temple photos. But these ones smell like village and countryside...



I’ve never seen anything like Wat Ket Karam, so extravagant...


And I end my day with two other lesser-known temples: Wat Noung Kham, simple and finally free of gold and glitter,

and Wat Dap Phai, where an intimate ceremony is taking place at the end of the day.
This morning, I head to visit the ethnographic museum. I’d been told about another one, but it’s permanently closed. I wonder if it’s the same one that might have changed its name and location.
I thoroughly enjoy visiting this museum. At first, I’m a bit annoyed because the place is packed with noisy school groups blocking the display cases without even showing the slightest interest. But soon, their chaperones manage to lead them into another room, giving me some peace. They maintain this distance throughout the tour, allowing me to explore the museum in complete tranquility. I really appreciate their tact.
I’m amazed by the absolutely stunning fabric displays and the countless everyday objects, especially the very old pottery. There’s so much beautiful basketry and intricately carved wood. The statues are also incredible... After seeing all of them, I no longer feel like buying any from the shops.
On my way back, not far from my hotel, I discover a rather unique place that only serves one drink, which they’ve made their specialty: egg coffee! A pretty surprising novelty. I have to try it.

At the bottom of the cup, they pour a layer of milk, topped with a layer of liquid coffee, followed by a layer of egg yolk, and finally a top layer that turns out to be a mix of coffee and cocoa powder. It’s a cold drink that, in the end, doesn’t have much flavor, and the price is pretty steep for such a small cup. You’re paying for the exclusivity!
Later in the day, I venture once again into small alleys, something I love doing when exploring a new city—no specific goal, just wandering east of the city, outside the walls.

I encounter very few tourists there and discover unsuspected little shops overflowing with lovely items, much cheaper than what you find in the heart of the tourist district. Then I wander through the floors of Warorot Market. I discover another kind of temple there: the temple of good deals. I love finding clothes that are really original for locals, not the flood of shirts and pants that tourists love but no Thai would ever buy, which invade the shops in the "Historic Square." I stop in my tracks in front of a stall with beautiful shirts featuring stunning geometric patterns in elegant color combinations and very short sleeves. Hmm, these would be perfect for showing off my biceps, one of which is adorned with the magnificent Ganesh tattoo I got last year in Bali. "When you’ve got nice things, you’ve got to show them off!" he said. 😜🙏💪 I pick out two for 380 baht and negotiate them down to 300. But the seller won’t go any lower. I understand I’ve reached the limit of her commercial possibilities. Just as I’m leaving the shop, happy with my purchase, my ever-helpful inner voice, Petite Voix, suggests: - You didn’t try them on because you were too lazy to take off the one you’re wearing and also because of the sweat, but you could just put one on over the one you’re wearing. It’s light enough that it won’t bother you.
I go back to the two sellers, who burst out laughing when I ask to try them on. - Oh no, it’s way too small for you! It’s a women’s shirt! - But they don’t look particularly feminine in style! And I chose XXL... I put the shirt on, and of course, it won’t close. Then I notice the buttons are on the wrong side. That’s why the sleeves seemed so short!!! They put the shirts back on the rack and refund me without any fuss, commenting amid total hilarity: - Well, thank goodness you tried it on just as you were leaving the shop!
Since I don’t want to walk too much before tomorrow’s first Big Outing with the driver, I end my stroll with a visit to two very pretty temples recommended by Joël.

I’d rather not post more temple photos. But these ones smell like village and countryside...



I’ve never seen anything like Wat Ket Karam, so extravagant...


And I end my day with two other lesser-known temples: Wat Noung Kham, simple and finally free of gold and glitter,

and Wat Dap Phai, where an intimate ceremony is taking place at the end of the day.

USA 2022 Road Trip
During our first road trip across the United States, we covered 23,000 km and crossed 28 states in 53 days.
Originally, we had planned to drive Route 66 all the way to Oatman in Arizona and visit various national parks in the American West over a two-month period.
This itinerary was planned before our departure, and all the relevant information had been gathered to stick to the schedule.
Everything went so smoothly that we finished visiting the national parks well ahead of our planned return date.
It helped that having a bed, a portable toilet, and a cooler in our vehicle gave us some autonomy since we didn’t have to worry about accommodation.
So, we decided to extend our road trip to the cities of Nashville and Memphis in Tennessee.
We then headed to Louisiana to visit Baton Rouge and New Orleans.
We crossed Mississippi and Alabama before driving along Florida’s west coast all the way to Key West.
We returned via Florida’s east coast and then crossed the eastern U.S. states to get back to Quebec through the Jackman border crossing in Maine.
So, I invite you to keep reading this long recap, which will let you discover the different attractions we visited throughout this amazing journey.
Videos are included throughout the recap. Click on the image to start the video.
To jump to a specific post, here are the relevant links:
Route 66 - Illinois & Missouri Route 66 - St. Louis (Missouri) - Gateway Arch National Park Route 66 - Cuba (Missouri) - City Murals Route 66 - Springfield (Missouri) - Fantastic Caverns Route 66 - Kansas & Oklahoma Route 66 - Texas & Arizona Route 66 - Texas - The Stations of the Cross in Groom Route 66 - Texas - Panhandle - VW Slug Bug Ranch Texas - Palo Duro Canyon State Park - Juniper Trails Texas - Palo Duro Canyon State Park - The Lighthouse Trail Route 66 - Texas - Amarillo - Cadillac Ranch Route 66 - New Mexico - Santa Rosa Blue Hole New Mexico - Bandelier National Monument - Alcove House Trail via Main Loop Trail New Mexico - Bandelier National Monument - Tsankawi Ruins Trail New Mexico - White Rock Overlook Route 66 - New Mexico - Albuquerque - Old Town New Mexico - White Sands National Park New Mexico - White Sands National Park - Dune Life Nature Trail New Mexico - White Sands National Park - Playa Trail New Mexico - White Sands National Park - Interdune Boardwalk New Mexico - Gila Cliff Dwellings National Monument New Mexico - Grants - Ice Cave & Bandera Volcano New Mexico - Gallup - Pyramide Rock Trail & Church Rock Trail Arizona - Holbrook - Painted Desert Arizona - Petrified Forest National Park - Puerco Pueblo & Newspaper Rock Viewpoint Arizona - Petrified Forest National Park - Blue Mesa Arizona - Petrified Forest National Park - The Teepees, Agate Bridge & Jasper Forest Overlook Arizona - Petrified Forest National Park - Crystal Forest Trail Arizona - Petrified Forest National Park - Giant Logs Trail Arizona - Winslow - Two Guns Ghost Town Arizona - Cameron - Little Colorado River Gorge Overlooks Arizona - Grand Canyon National Park - Shoshone Point Trail Arizona - Grand Canyon National Park - Desert View Drive Arizona - Grand Canyon National Park - Rim Route (Orange) & Village Route (Blue) Arizona - Grand Canyon National Park - Hermit Route (Red Line) Route 66 - Arizona - Historic Town of Oatman Arizona - Bullhead City Community Park Nevada - Red Rock Canyon - Calico I & II & Sandstone Quarry Nevada - Red Rock Canyon - Willow Springs Nevada - Red Rock Canyon Lookouts Nevada - Valley of Fire State Park - White Domes Trail Nevada - Valley of Fire State Park - Seven Wonders Trail, Pink Canyon, Fire Wave Nevada - Valley of Fire State Park - Rainbow Vista Trail Nevada - Valley of Fire State Park - Mouse's Tank Trail Nevada - Valley of Fire State Park - Rock Formations Nevada - Valley of Fire State Park - Scenic Routes Nevada - Cathedral Gorge State Park - Slot Canyons Nevada - Cathedral Gorge State Park - Eagle Point & Miller Point Utah - Bryce Canyon National Park - Mossy Cave & Tropic Ditch Waterfall Trail Utah - Bryce Canyon National Park - Scenic Drive Utah - Zion National Park - Pa'rus Trail Utah - Zion National Park - Sand Bench Trail Utah - Zion National Park - Emerald Pools Trail Utah - Zion National Park - West Rim Trail (Trail connecting to Angels Landing) Utah - Zion National Park - Riverside Walk Utah - Zion National Park - Court of The Patriarchs & Big Bend Utah - Zion National Park - Mount Carmel Highway Scenic Drive Utah - Kanab - Jackson Flat Reservoir Utah - Toadstools Trail in Grand Staircase-Escalante National Monument Arizona - Page - Glen Canyon Dam Overlook Arizona - Page - Glen Canyon National Recreation Area Arizona - Page - Horseshoe Bend Overlook Arizona - Page - Upper Antelope Canyon Arizona - Page - Navajo Canyon Boat Tour at Lake Powell Arizona - Page - Antelope Canyon X Arizona - Canyon de Chelly National Monument - Chelly Canyon Arizona - Canyon de Chelly National Monument - Canyon del Muerto Arizona - Monument Valley Navajo Tribal Park Utah - Mexican Hat Utah - Mexican Hat - Goosenecks State Park Utah - Mexican Hat - Valley of the Gods Utah - The Moki Dugway Scenic Backway Utah - Blanding - Natural Bridges National Monument Utah - Lake Powell - Hite Crossing Bridge Utah - Lake Powell - Glen Canyon National Recreation Area - Hite Overlook Utah - Capitol Reef National Park - Chimney Rock Loop Trail Utah - Capitol Reef National Park - Hickman Bridge Trail Utah - Capitol Reef National Park - Grand Wash Trail Utah - Capitol Reef National Park - Sunset Point Trail Utah - Capitol Reef National Park - Goosenecks Trail Utah - Capitol Reef National Park - Viewpoints - Fruita Area Utah - Capitol Reef National Park - Viewpoints - Scenic Drive Utah - Capitol Reef National Park - Cassidy Arch Trail Utah - Capitol Reef National Park - On the way to Capitol Gorge Trailhead Utah - Capitol Reef National Park - Capitol Gorge Trailhead Utah - Monroe - Mystic Hot Springs Utah - Scenic Overlooks on UT-24, UT-119 & I-70 Utah - Arches National Park - Park Avenue Trail Utah - Arches National Park - Courthouse Towers Section's Viewpoints Utah - Arches National Park - Balanced Rock, Pothole Arch, Ham Rock & Garden of Eden Utah - Arches National Park - Double Arch Trail, Cove Arch, Cove of Caves & Panorama Point Utah - Arches National Park - Windows Loop & Turret Arch Trail Utah - Arches National Park - Delicate Arch Trail Utah - Arches National Park - Upper Delicate Arch Viewpoint Trail Utah - Arches National Park - Fiery Furnace Section - Viewpoints Utah - Arches National Park - Sand Dune Arch Trail Utah - Arches National Park - Skyline Arch Trail Utah - Arches National Park - Devils Garden Trail Utah - Dead Horse Point State Park - West Rim Trail Utah - Dead Horse Point State Park - East Rim Trail Utah - Moab - Utah State Route 279 (Potash Road) Utah - Moab - Shafer Trail - Potash Evaporation Ponds Utah - Moab - Potash Road Dinosaur Tracks and Petroglyphs Utah - Moab - Potash Road - Corona, Bowtie & Pinto Arches Trail Utah - Moab - Potash Road - Wall Street Climbing Area Utah - Moab - Kane Springs Road Utah - Moab - Kane Springs Road - Side By Side Adventure Utah - Moab - Kane Springs Road to Moab Utah - Canyonlands National Park - Island in the Sky - Mesa Arch Trail Utah - Canyonlands National Park - Island in the Sky - Aztec Butte Trail Utah - Canyonlands National Park - Island in the Sky - Whale Rock Trail Utah - Canyonlands National Park - Island in the Sky - Upheaval Dome Trail Utah - Canyonlands National Park - Island in the Sky - Grand View Point Overlook Trail Utah - Canyonlands National Park - Island in the Sky - White Rim Overlook Trail Utah - Canyonlands National Park - Island in the Sky - Overlooks Utah - Moab - Wilson Arch Utah - Monticello - Newspaper Rock State Historical Monument Utah - Canyonlands National Park - The Needles - Road Side Ruin Trail Utah - Canyonlands National Park - The Needles - Cave Spring Trail Utah - Canyonlands National Park - The Needles - Pothole Point Trail Utah - Canyonlands National Park - The Needles - Big Spring Canyon Overlook Trail Utah - Canyonlands National Park - The Needles - Overlooks Colorado - Mesa Verde National Park - Mesa Top Ruins Road Colorado - Mesa Verde National Park - Chapin Mesa Road Colorado - Mesa Verde National Park - Mesa Top Loop Colorado - Mesa Verde National Park - Wetherill Mesa Road Colorado - Great Sand Dunes National Park Colorado - Mosca - Zapata Falls Colorado - Colorado Springs - Garden of the Gods Colorado - Black Canyon of the Gunnison National Park Colorado - Gunnison - Curecanti National Recreation Area Colorado - Gunnison - Blue Mesa Dam & Reservoir Colorado - Lake Pueblo State Park (Pueblo Reservoir) Kentucky - Mayfield, 5 months after an EF4 tornado Tennessee - Nashville - Downtown Walking Tour Tennessee - Graceland Mansion - Home of Elvis Presley Tennessee - Graceland - Lisa Marie & Hound Dog II Jets Tennessee - Graceland - Elvis Presley Automobile Museum & Exhibits Tennessee - Exploring Memphis Louisiana - Exploring Baton Rouge Louisiana - Exploring Lafayette Louisiana - Exploring Houma Louisiana - New Orleans - French Quarter Tour Louisiana - New Orleans - Garden District Tour Louisiana - New Orleans - Creole Queen Mississippi River Cruise Florida - Clearwater Beach Florida - Sanibel Island - Bowman's Beach Florida - Siesta Key Beach Florida - Captiva Island - Turner Beach Florida - Key Largo - Sunset Florida - Key West - Smathers Beach Florida - Miami Beach - Art Deco District Florida - Miami Beach South Carolina - Myrtle Beach Virginia - Virginia Beach Maine - Scarborough - Pine Point Beach
Originally, we had planned to drive Route 66 all the way to Oatman in Arizona and visit various national parks in the American West over a two-month period.
This itinerary was planned before our departure, and all the relevant information had been gathered to stick to the schedule.
Everything went so smoothly that we finished visiting the national parks well ahead of our planned return date.
It helped that having a bed, a portable toilet, and a cooler in our vehicle gave us some autonomy since we didn’t have to worry about accommodation.
So, we decided to extend our road trip to the cities of Nashville and Memphis in Tennessee.
We then headed to Louisiana to visit Baton Rouge and New Orleans.
We crossed Mississippi and Alabama before driving along Florida’s west coast all the way to Key West.
We returned via Florida’s east coast and then crossed the eastern U.S. states to get back to Quebec through the Jackman border crossing in Maine.
So, I invite you to keep reading this long recap, which will let you discover the different attractions we visited throughout this amazing journey.
Videos are included throughout the recap. Click on the image to start the video.
To jump to a specific post, here are the relevant links:
Route 66 - Illinois & Missouri Route 66 - St. Louis (Missouri) - Gateway Arch National Park Route 66 - Cuba (Missouri) - City Murals Route 66 - Springfield (Missouri) - Fantastic Caverns Route 66 - Kansas & Oklahoma Route 66 - Texas & Arizona Route 66 - Texas - The Stations of the Cross in Groom Route 66 - Texas - Panhandle - VW Slug Bug Ranch Texas - Palo Duro Canyon State Park - Juniper Trails Texas - Palo Duro Canyon State Park - The Lighthouse Trail Route 66 - Texas - Amarillo - Cadillac Ranch Route 66 - New Mexico - Santa Rosa Blue Hole New Mexico - Bandelier National Monument - Alcove House Trail via Main Loop Trail New Mexico - Bandelier National Monument - Tsankawi Ruins Trail New Mexico - White Rock Overlook Route 66 - New Mexico - Albuquerque - Old Town New Mexico - White Sands National Park New Mexico - White Sands National Park - Dune Life Nature Trail New Mexico - White Sands National Park - Playa Trail New Mexico - White Sands National Park - Interdune Boardwalk New Mexico - Gila Cliff Dwellings National Monument New Mexico - Grants - Ice Cave & Bandera Volcano New Mexico - Gallup - Pyramide Rock Trail & Church Rock Trail Arizona - Holbrook - Painted Desert Arizona - Petrified Forest National Park - Puerco Pueblo & Newspaper Rock Viewpoint Arizona - Petrified Forest National Park - Blue Mesa Arizona - Petrified Forest National Park - The Teepees, Agate Bridge & Jasper Forest Overlook Arizona - Petrified Forest National Park - Crystal Forest Trail Arizona - Petrified Forest National Park - Giant Logs Trail Arizona - Winslow - Two Guns Ghost Town Arizona - Cameron - Little Colorado River Gorge Overlooks Arizona - Grand Canyon National Park - Shoshone Point Trail Arizona - Grand Canyon National Park - Desert View Drive Arizona - Grand Canyon National Park - Rim Route (Orange) & Village Route (Blue) Arizona - Grand Canyon National Park - Hermit Route (Red Line) Route 66 - Arizona - Historic Town of Oatman Arizona - Bullhead City Community Park Nevada - Red Rock Canyon - 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Uzbek notes
The Afrosiyob races through a premature twilight, lashed by a blizzard of thick snow. In the endless gray, a monumental industrial complex occasionally emerges, ghostly. Here and there, in the middle of nowhere, a human silhouette appears (a soldier?), standing motionless by the tracks. On the screen mounted in the middle of the ceiling, a dashing Bollywood cat in vibrant colors writhes in all directions, throwing smoldering glances at a dancer on the verge of fainting. A server moves down the central aisle, offering crepes for sale—ones I suspect are stuffed with ground beef. I’m in Central Asia, in Uzbekistan, somewhere between Bukhara and Samarkand.
I chose the title "notes"—scattered thoughts, rough drafts. I’m not sure what I’ll write, but one thing’s certain: this won’t be a linear travel journal.
And a photo... there must be a photo, so here:

Local tourists between a Bactrian camel and an electric car, in front of ancient walls—it’ll do.
I chose the title "notes"—scattered thoughts, rough drafts. I’m not sure what I’ll write, but one thing’s certain: this won’t be a linear travel journal.
And a photo... there must be a photo, so here:

Local tourists between a Bactrian camel and an electric car, in front of ancient walls—it’ll do.
So where are they and what are they doing?
This catchy and somewhat mysterious title comes from several questions I’ve been asking myself.
VF has been back open for a reasonable number of weeks and months now. The number of visitors overall matches past averages, but the number of members online in the last 24 hours seems relatively lower than what we used to see.
Yet, to my surprise, I’m seeing fewer travel journals, way fewer messages, and way fewer questions. I don’t see many new registered users online, and I notice a number of members who are logged in but either aren’t participating or have stopped participating.
Something’s not adding up for me because, in my opinion, VF is still appealing, and I don’t see which other sites could really compete.
Was there a real break between pre- and post-Covid? Does it just take more time for some people to discover the site or learn that it’s active again? Do people now prefer quick consumption on sites like FB or others I’m not familiar with? Where have the site’s old-timers gone, and what are they doing with their time now? What’s really going on here?
VF has been back open for a reasonable number of weeks and months now. The number of visitors overall matches past averages, but the number of members online in the last 24 hours seems relatively lower than what we used to see.
Yet, to my surprise, I’m seeing fewer travel journals, way fewer messages, and way fewer questions. I don’t see many new registered users online, and I notice a number of members who are logged in but either aren’t participating or have stopped participating.
Something’s not adding up for me because, in my opinion, VF is still appealing, and I don’t see which other sites could really compete.
Was there a real break between pre- and post-Covid? Does it just take more time for some people to discover the site or learn that it’s active again? Do people now prefer quick consumption on sites like FB or others I’m not familiar with? Where have the site’s old-timers gone, and what are they doing with their time now? What’s really going on here?
The Great Ocean Road in Australia
Tuesday, December 5, 2023
Melbourne – Lorne
We pick up the car 500 meters away, in a Chinatown parking lot that the hotel has a deal with, then it’s off with a *vroom vroom* while listening to a podcast about the victim of a compulsive mythomaniac—who also happens to be her husband—leading a completely compartmentalized double life. Later, he discovers, after contacting his alter-ego from this parallel universe, that he was actually living a *third* life... and maybe even more? We arrive in Torquay, where we stretch our legs along the Koorie Cultural Walk with a view of Bells Beach...


It’s here, just outside Lorne, that the Great Ocean Road officially begins...
We arrive at our apartment, which is pretty nice—Dom and I are really particular about the quality of our terraces. I’ve never really talked about the practical quirks of daily life in Australia. For example, I could tell you that *every single* power outlet we used on this trip had a switch to turn it on or off. No exceptions, ever! Why? They must find it useful, but for us, it’s a total mystery... And of course, their power outlets require an adapter. Just one of many little peculiarities.
Another odd observation: *every* toilet, even the most remote ones hidden deep in the bush, always had a roll of toilet paper available. No shortages here!
And then we’re greeted by a big family of cute sparrows...


We spent a long time enjoying their pool before heading out for a walk—all the way to Erskine Falls, about ten kilometers away...
We pick up the car 500 meters away, in a Chinatown parking lot that the hotel has a deal with, then it’s off with a *vroom vroom* while listening to a podcast about the victim of a compulsive mythomaniac—who also happens to be her husband—leading a completely compartmentalized double life. Later, he discovers, after contacting his alter-ego from this parallel universe, that he was actually living a *third* life... and maybe even more? We arrive in Torquay, where we stretch our legs along the Koorie Cultural Walk with a view of Bells Beach...



It’s here, just outside Lorne, that the Great Ocean Road officially begins...

We arrive at our apartment, which is pretty nice—Dom and I are really particular about the quality of our terraces. I’ve never really talked about the practical quirks of daily life in Australia. For example, I could tell you that *every single* power outlet we used on this trip had a switch to turn it on or off. No exceptions, ever! Why? They must find it useful, but for us, it’s a total mystery... And of course, their power outlets require an adapter. Just one of many little peculiarities.
Another odd observation: *every* toilet, even the most remote ones hidden deep in the bush, always had a roll of toilet paper available. No shortages here!
And then we’re greeted by a big family of cute sparrows...

We spent a long time enjoying their pool before heading out for a walk—all the way to Erskine Falls, about ten kilometers away...

Photo Safaris in Kenya
Back on the forum, I’m starting to write up two 3-week trips to Kenya in August 2021 and 2023.
In 2021, Quynh and I traveled with Régis (Rjulie95 on VF). Our son joined us in Baringo for the second half of the trip.
In 2023, we went with two friends who’d been dreaming of seeing wild animals ever since we got back from Kenya. We didn’t need much convincing to go with them!
The two itineraries are almost identical (well, when you love something...) but we did make a few tweaks.
- The first part of the trip was with a local driver/guide, Félix, who was recommended by Sylvie56. Sylvie and her husband Ben are Kenya enthusiasts—they’ve been there countless times, always with Félix... and for good reason! He’s fantastic!
- The second part was with Melting Pot Safari, an agency that adapted to our photography needs. Tony Crocetta, the co-founder (along with his Kenyan friend Simon Chebon), is a wildlife photographer himself.
Here are the itineraries for both trips, including accommodations:
In 2021: Day 0: Paris / Nairobi - 67 Airport Hotel Day 1: Nairobi / Amboseli - Simba Cottage Day 2: Amboseli - Simba Cottage Day 3: Amboseli / Aberdares - Fishing Lodge Day 4: Aberdares - Fishing Lodge Day 5: Aberdares - Fishing Lodge Day 6: Aberdares / Samburu - Riverside Camp Day 7: Samburu - Riverside Camp Day 8: Samburu - Riverside Camp Day 9: Samburu / Nakuru - Merica Hotel Day 10: Nakuru / Baringo - Tumbili Cliff Lodge Day 11: Baringo - Tumbili Cliff Lodge Day 12: Baringo - Tumbili Cliff Lodge Day 13: Baringo / Maasai Mara – Meltingpot Bush Camp Day 14 to 18: Maasai Mara – Meltingpot Bush Camp Day 19: Maasai Mara / Nairobi – Roussel Guest House Day 20: Nairobi / Paris
In 2023: Day 0: Lyon / Paris / Nairobi - 67 Airport Hotel Day 1: Nairobi / Meru - Ikweta Camp Day 2: Meru - Ikweta Camp Day 3: Meru - Ikweta Camp Day 4: Meru / Samburu - Riverside Camp Day 5: Samburu – Riverside Camp Day 6: Samburu / Buffalo Springs – Samburu Simba Day 7: Buffalo Springs / Ol Pejeta – Sweetwater Camp Day 8: Ol Pejeta / Amboseli - Simba Cottage Day 9: Amboseli - Simba Cottage Day 10: Amboseli - Simba Cottage Day 11: Amboseli / Nakuru – Lake Nakuru Lodge Day 12: Nakuru / Baringo - Tumbili Cliff Lodge Day 13: Baringo - Tumbili Cliff Lodge Day 14: Baringo - Tumbili Cliff Lodge Day 15: Baringo / Maasai Mara – Meltingpot Bush Camp Day 16 to 20: Maasai Mara – Meltingpot Bush Camp Day 21: Maasai Mara / Nairobi / Paris
Here’s an itinerary—it’s not exactly what we did, but a combination of both.

Ready to join us on safari to see some wild animals?

The two itineraries are almost identical (well, when you love something...) but we did make a few tweaks.
- The first part of the trip was with a local driver/guide, Félix, who was recommended by Sylvie56. Sylvie and her husband Ben are Kenya enthusiasts—they’ve been there countless times, always with Félix... and for good reason! He’s fantastic!
- The second part was with Melting Pot Safari, an agency that adapted to our photography needs. Tony Crocetta, the co-founder (along with his Kenyan friend Simon Chebon), is a wildlife photographer himself.
Here are the itineraries for both trips, including accommodations:
In 2021: Day 0: Paris / Nairobi - 67 Airport Hotel Day 1: Nairobi / Amboseli - Simba Cottage Day 2: Amboseli - Simba Cottage Day 3: Amboseli / Aberdares - Fishing Lodge Day 4: Aberdares - Fishing Lodge Day 5: Aberdares - Fishing Lodge Day 6: Aberdares / Samburu - Riverside Camp Day 7: Samburu - Riverside Camp Day 8: Samburu - Riverside Camp Day 9: Samburu / Nakuru - Merica Hotel Day 10: Nakuru / Baringo - Tumbili Cliff Lodge Day 11: Baringo - Tumbili Cliff Lodge Day 12: Baringo - Tumbili Cliff Lodge Day 13: Baringo / Maasai Mara – Meltingpot Bush Camp Day 14 to 18: Maasai Mara – Meltingpot Bush Camp Day 19: Maasai Mara / Nairobi – Roussel Guest House Day 20: Nairobi / Paris
In 2023: Day 0: Lyon / Paris / Nairobi - 67 Airport Hotel Day 1: Nairobi / Meru - Ikweta Camp Day 2: Meru - Ikweta Camp Day 3: Meru - Ikweta Camp Day 4: Meru / Samburu - Riverside Camp Day 5: Samburu – Riverside Camp Day 6: Samburu / Buffalo Springs – Samburu Simba Day 7: Buffalo Springs / Ol Pejeta – Sweetwater Camp Day 8: Ol Pejeta / Amboseli - Simba Cottage Day 9: Amboseli - Simba Cottage Day 10: Amboseli - Simba Cottage Day 11: Amboseli / Nakuru – Lake Nakuru Lodge Day 12: Nakuru / Baringo - Tumbili Cliff Lodge Day 13: Baringo - Tumbili Cliff Lodge Day 14: Baringo - Tumbili Cliff Lodge Day 15: Baringo / Maasai Mara – Meltingpot Bush Camp Day 16 to 20: Maasai Mara – Meltingpot Bush Camp Day 21: Maasai Mara / Nairobi / Paris
Here’s an itinerary—it’s not exactly what we did, but a combination of both.

Ready to join us on safari to see some wild animals?

Kyushu between Fukuoka and Nagasaki in autumn 2024 (Japan)
Fellow travelers,
Don’t they say "never two without three"? It seems so. Here I am again on the forum to share—and let’s be honest, indulge a bit of selfish pleasure—by recounting the story of this third installment in the Land of the Rising Sun.
Where? It’s all in the title. On the island of Kyushu in southern Japan, more precisely in the northwest between Fukuoka and Nagasaki. I hope to take you along with me for 19 nights and 18 full days this autumn of 2024. On the itinerary: gastronomy, crafts, festivals, waterfalls, encounters, and leisurely strolls in all simplicity.
A last-minute flight booked just 7 days before departure, and the route evolved regularly based on whims and accommodation availability, eventually settling on this:
- 5 nights in Fukuoka: Fukuoka city, Ukiha, Itoshima, Dazaifu, Yanagawa - 4 nights in Hasami, Nagasaki Prefecture: Okawachiyama, Arita, Takeo, Kashima, Yobuko, Karatsu, Kabeshima - 6 nights in Nagasaki: Ureshino, Higashi-Sonogi, Nagasaki city, Unzen, Sotome - 4 nights in Fukuoka: Karatsu, Fukuoka city
Most of the trip was done by car for practical reasons—easier access to certain places and freedom of movement—but also for the sheer joy of it. Despite slow traffic at times, driving in rural Japan is a delight.
If the program interests you, see you soon for the start of the journey.
Don’t they say "never two without three"? It seems so. Here I am again on the forum to share—and let’s be honest, indulge a bit of selfish pleasure—by recounting the story of this third installment in the Land of the Rising Sun.
Where? It’s all in the title. On the island of Kyushu in southern Japan, more precisely in the northwest between Fukuoka and Nagasaki. I hope to take you along with me for 19 nights and 18 full days this autumn of 2024. On the itinerary: gastronomy, crafts, festivals, waterfalls, encounters, and leisurely strolls in all simplicity.
A last-minute flight booked just 7 days before departure, and the route evolved regularly based on whims and accommodation availability, eventually settling on this:
- 5 nights in Fukuoka: Fukuoka city, Ukiha, Itoshima, Dazaifu, Yanagawa - 4 nights in Hasami, Nagasaki Prefecture: Okawachiyama, Arita, Takeo, Kashima, Yobuko, Karatsu, Kabeshima - 6 nights in Nagasaki: Ureshino, Higashi-Sonogi, Nagasaki city, Unzen, Sotome - 4 nights in Fukuoka: Karatsu, Fukuoka city
Most of the trip was done by car for practical reasons—easier access to certain places and freedom of movement—but also for the sheer joy of it. Despite slow traffic at times, driving in rural Japan is a delight.
If the program interests you, see you soon for the start of the journey.
Three weeks in Norway (July 2022): fantastic memories despite the rain
Our trip to Norway was two years ago already, but I thought it might still be of interest—and it’ll let me relive it a bit by proxy.
Before booking our flight tickets, we debated the route: should we prioritize the north with the Lofoten and Senja islands, or the south with its countless fjords? I was tempted to stay in the south—the country is so vast, and the drive north is long... but my husband really didn’t want to miss the Lofoten. In the end, we figured that since Norway is known for being expensive, we might only visit once (funny how we said the same thing before our first trip to the American West, and look how that turned out 😎), so we didn’t want to skip anything. That meant a 2–3 day drive up north. With 22 days on the ground, it was doable. Especially since, as usual, we skip big cities and gave Oslo a pass.
Practical details: - Flight tickets: 1195 € for 4 with Air France (Paris–Oslo outbound, Tromsø–Bergen–Paris return) - Car rental: 2020 € for 21 days (including the outrageous drop-off fee between Oslo and Tromsø—about 1000 €) - Tolls and ferries: 250 € for the portion billed directly by the rental company. Some ferries required advance booking and payment at the time of reservation—I’ll note their prices as I go through the story. - Hotels: 4135 €, averaging 188 € per night. We blew past our usual budgets from trips to the U.S., but oh well... - Food: 1570 €, averaging 71 € per day for 4 in a country where everything’s expensive... How’d we manage? We rarely ate out, mostly grocery shopped, and even packed half a suitcase with non-perishables: pasta, rice, a few cans, and even some cured sausage! We also stayed 3 nights at Clarion Collection hotels, where an evening buffet was included in the room rate.
Before booking our flight tickets, we debated the route: should we prioritize the north with the Lofoten and Senja islands, or the south with its countless fjords? I was tempted to stay in the south—the country is so vast, and the drive north is long... but my husband really didn’t want to miss the Lofoten. In the end, we figured that since Norway is known for being expensive, we might only visit once (funny how we said the same thing before our first trip to the American West, and look how that turned out 😎), so we didn’t want to skip anything. That meant a 2–3 day drive up north. With 22 days on the ground, it was doable. Especially since, as usual, we skip big cities and gave Oslo a pass.
Practical details: - Flight tickets: 1195 € for 4 with Air France (Paris–Oslo outbound, Tromsø–Bergen–Paris return) - Car rental: 2020 € for 21 days (including the outrageous drop-off fee between Oslo and Tromsø—about 1000 €) - Tolls and ferries: 250 € for the portion billed directly by the rental company. Some ferries required advance booking and payment at the time of reservation—I’ll note their prices as I go through the story. - Hotels: 4135 €, averaging 188 € per night. We blew past our usual budgets from trips to the U.S., but oh well... - Food: 1570 €, averaging 71 € per day for 4 in a country where everything’s expensive... How’d we manage? We rarely ate out, mostly grocery shopped, and even packed half a suitcase with non-perishables: pasta, rice, a few cans, and even some cured sausage! We also stayed 3 nights at Clarion Collection hotels, where an evening buffet was included in the room rate.
21-Day Trip to La Gomera and La Palma
Travel Journal: 21 Days in La Gomera and La Palma
From February 6 to February 26, 2024
Tuesday, February 6 We left around 9 AM with our car, along with Pierre-Paul and Patricia, heading to the Bluepark parking lot in Bartenheim. As expected, we were awaited and left promptly for EuroAirport Basel. Took off at 12:25 PM for a 4-hour-15-minute flight under excellent conditions. Beautiful arrival in Tenerife with Teide in sight under a clear blue sky. Fifteen minutes later, we waited for bus No. 40 to Los Cristianos with quite a few other tourists, but we managed to find four seats. From the bus station, it was a 20-minute walk to our hotel. We checked into a lovely apartment for the four of us, complete with all the comforts. Outside, it was quite warm—at least 25°C! After dropping off our luggage, we went for a stroll. The immediate surroundings of the hotel held no interest for us: a modern, concrete area filled with hotels, bars, tourist agencies, and unappealing restaurants all offering the same bland international cuisine. Pat went to cool off at the pool, unfortunately overrun by loud, drunk English tourists. I took a walk to the paseo maritimo that leads to the port, skirting the seafront. The promenade was pleasant, but it could have been any seaside resort in the world—same old scene: a succession of bars with blaring music where many elderly people sipped cold beers waiting for the sunset, the backdrop a wall of resort-style hotels resembling rabbit hutches! Upon reaching the port, I scouted the route we’d take the next day to the Fred Olsen ferry. Back at the apartment, in the early evening, we looked for a non-touristy restaurant for dinner. Monique stopped a woman to ask her opinion! In this area, she told us, there’s no restaurant that serves Canarian or Spanish cuisine! The only place with decent restaurants is at the port. Off we went to the port, where we sat down at Al Bordo restaurant and ordered a seafood paella for four. Excellent, and at a very reasonable price (36 € for two). We returned to the hotel along the seafront.
Wednesday, February 7
Woke up at 6 AM. Had breakfast in the apartment with what we’d bought the day before at a supermarket. It was still dark when we left on foot toward the port, walking along the calm seafront at this early hour. Forty minutes later, we arrived and waited 10 minutes before the ferry docked. At 9:30 AM, we left the port of Los Cristianos for a 50-minute crossing on a calm sea under a beautiful blue sky. There were quite a few people on this large ferry, but many had no luggage, meaning they were visiting La Gomera for the day and would take the ferry back in the evening. Upon disembarking, we went straight to our rental car agency to pick up the car we’d booked online a few months earlier. It was a nice Peugeot 2008, spacious enough for the four of us and our luggage. We immediately took the beautiful road from San Sebastián that climbs directly into the mountains toward our rental in Vallehermoso. The road was in perfect condition—it seemed brand new, like all the others we’d take on this island later. This side of the island is very arid with little vegetation, and the terrain is particularly rugged, as it is throughout the island. We stopped at our first miradors, which would be followed by many more throughout our Canarian trip. Our first visit was to the small village of Agulo, perched on a promontory above the sea and at the foot of a high cliff. The village features typical Canarian houses with windows flush with the façade and black volcanic stone masonry on white or reddish-brown walls. The first recommended restaurant was already booked for a group, so we settled for the shaded terrace of the excellent El Alameda bar-restaurant. From Agulo, you can access the Abrante viewpoint via a winding road, where the view of Agulo, 600 meters below, is exceptional. A glass ledge over the void lets you test your fear of heights!
We drove to Vallehermoso to do our grocery shopping at the supermarket—a habit that would continue until the end of the trip. Our little house, "Casa rural El Encatadora," is located in a beautiful flower-filled valley a few kilometers west of Vallehermoso. Each of us had a bedroom with an en-suite bathroom, plus a living room, kitchen, and a small terrace overlooking the quiet street at the valley’s end, which didn’t bother us at all.
Thursday, February 8 The good weather seemed to follow us since our arrival in the Canary Islands. This morning, we took the road—still as beautiful and new—toward Arure, high up to the west. The landscape was magnificent, with breathtaking glimpses of the sea far below. In Arure, we parked in front of Conchita’s bar, where a hike (Rother No. 30) starts toward two viewpoints: Alojera, which we reached after 45 minutes on a lovely path. Monique, tired from the first steep climb, stopped at the first viewpoint and hitchhiked back to Arure. Meanwhile, we continued toward the second viewpoint, Los Barranquillos, where the view of the surroundings was partially hidden by misty clouds rising from the sea. The entire mountain is sculpted by ancient, endless terraces climbing until the slope becomes too steep for construction—visible traces of the hard work of past inhabitants trying to survive in a harsh environment. We had a decent lunch at La Conchita bar, then drove to the small seaside town of Puerto la Caleta, sheltered by an immense cliff plunging into the sea. Black sand beach, rough sea—despite our encouragement, Pat didn’t dare to swim! As for the old village of Caleta, it’s perched on the mountainside, and visiting it requires climbing steep, stair-filled alleys to discover a few traditional houses. Back at the casa, dinner in, and card games...
Vallehermoso
Friday, February 9 This morning, the sky was overcast, and the peaks around us were shrouded in clouds. We took the same road as yesterday to hike Las Creces. Quickly gaining altitude, we entered a thick fog—visibility was very limited. We stopped at the Las Creces parking lot; visibility improved, and the sun wasn’t far off. The hike is entirely within a beautiful laurel forest, with the sun playing hide-and-seek, but it wasn’t cold despite the altitude. After finishing the loop trail, we decided to picnic—not there, as it was too chilly—but on Vallehermoso’s beach, where we found a nice picnic area sheltered by large black rocks. A short digestive walk on the surrounding hill to admire the little beach from above. Back in Vallehermoso, we did some grocery shopping, then tried to return to the casa—only to find ourselves locked out because we’d left the key in the lock inside! After several attempts and with the help of Yéli, a relative of the owner we called for help, we were finally able to get back in!
Saturday, February 10
It rained last night, and the sky remained overcast. Monique decided to rest this morning. PP, Pat, and I set off on the hike that starts from the house toward the Marichal reservoir. The sun wasn’t far off, and by 11 AM, it was fully out. The pleasant hike passed by many flower-filled gardens and orchards—orange, lemon, and mandarin trees in fruit. The path climbed gently toward the reservoir, where the view of the Cano rock dominating the landscape was magnificent. The last part of the climb was a bit tough, overgrown with lush vegetation, and the trail was slippery from last night’s rain. We descended via a different, much more pleasant path and returned to the casa just in time for lunch, prepared by Monique. This valley is rich with its many farmers and market gardeners who’ve cultivated the entire valley, taking advantage of the water flowing down from the mountain, captured upstream and redistributed through countless pipes snaking along the paths. Numerous tanks also store water during dry periods. The houses are scattered across both sides of the valley, and these colorful little homes add a beautiful touch to the landscape. The many palm trees give this valley a distinctly tropical feel—you could almost imagine yourself in the Caribbean. Add to that some salsa music drifting from a hut where farmers were working, and the picture is complete. A well-chilled beer apéro capped off a lovely morning. The afternoon was dedicated to rest, relaxation, reading, and games.
Sunday, February 11 The blue sky returned, though a few clouds still capped the highest peaks. Today, we visited Garajonay National Park, which covers the highest central mountains. Up there, we were above the clouds, and the panoramas from the various viewpoints were stunning: first, Cherelepin, accessible from the Laguna Grande parking lot, then Alto de Garajonay, offering an exceptional view of Teide—over 3,000 meters high—emerging from the clouds on Tenerife, far in the distance. We continued to the Los Roques viewpoints, then stopped for lunch at the Degollada de Peraza restaurant, where the view of the barranco was impressive. We descended toward San Sebastián and checked into our new lodging, La Cabezada, located in the countryside about 3 km above San Sebastián. It’s a small apartment adjacent to the owner’s, with a lovely terrace overlooking the surrounding mountains and surrounded by a beautiful garden. Apéro, then dinner on our beautiful terrace.
Monday, February 12 This morning, we went down to visit San Sebastián de La Gomera: its old tower, main street with some beautiful traditional houses, and the Church of the Assumption. Back at the casa for lunch. In the afternoon, Pat, PP, and I set off on the short hike from San Sebastián beach to La Guancha beach. We drove down and parked on the beach. The path climbs along the hill overlooking San Sebastián, passes by the tall Christ statue dominating the landscape, and roughly follows the coast down to the isolated Guancha beach. A beautiful hike under a hot sun, and a swim was welcome, even if the beach and sea access weren’t very comfortable due to large pebbles and quickly deepening water. Apart from two nudist bathers, there was no one on this beach. We returned the same way.
Tuesday, February 13 Rest day. We went down to town to stroll and do some shopping. I took the opportunity to visit the parador, beautifully situated above the city in a lovely garden overlooking the port and town. Together, we went for a cuba libre at the "Cuba Libre" bar, then had lunch at Breñusca (mediocre paella!). Back at the casa, then we went back down to town to see a carnival parade, a "passacalles," which actually passed an hour earlier than scheduled. Oh well.
Wednesday, February 14 Each to their own program this morning. Pat went swimming at San Sebastián beach, Monique rested at the casa, and PP and I set off on the hike from Playa de Avalos to the Ermita de Guadalupe on Playa del Cangrejo. It wasn’t easy to find the right road or the parking spot, but we managed. The path seemed to have suffered landslides, according to a sign at the trailhead! We decided to check it out, ready to turn back if it seemed too dangerous. In the end, apart from one or two slightly tricky spots where we had to climb a pile of rocks, the trail remained passable, though a bit vertigo-inducing in places. The narrow path clings to very vertical cliffs nearly 300 meters above sea level! But what a magnificent view. At one point, the trail runs alongside a wall of basaltic pipes. We returned via the drivable track that parallels the trail a bit lower. Back at the house for lunch. In the late afternoon, we returned to town to attend the "Entierro de las Sardinas" (Burial of the Sardine), which closes the Canarian carnival festivities. While waiting, we strolled through the parador’s gardens and had mojitos in town. Around 9 PM, we heard the noise and cries of the mourners. The procession advanced, led by a large papier-mâché sardine on a float, surrounded by wailing mourners. The procession headed toward the sea, where the sardine was burned, and a mini fireworks display ended the procession. It was all very good-natured, and everyone had fun. We ended the evening with dinner at a good fish restaurant, El Pajar.
Entierro de la Sardina in San Sebastián de La Gomera
Thursday, February 15
Woke up at 5:15 AM. The only suitable ferry was at 7 AM, which would get us to La Palma by late morning rather than evening. We packed our bags, had breakfast, then headed to the port, left our rental car, and boarded the ferry to Tenerife, from where we’d continue to La Palma. Calm sea, beautiful sun—by 10:30 AM, we disembarked in La Palma. We picked up our car and immediately headed to our new apartment in Breña Alta. It’s a large apartment with a superb terrace facing the sea, fully equipped and very comfortable. The hosts recommended Casa Goyo restaurant, near the airport and close to us. It’s a restaurant with many small rooms, some of which can be reserved for families. The fish-based cuisine (chipirones, pulpo) was excellent, hearty, and reasonably priced. Since it’s in the airport’s flight path, we occasionally heard planes landing. Quick and efficient service. Afterward, we visited Santa Cruz de La Palma, which reminded us of the historic quarters of La Orotava in Tenerife or the capital of Gran Canaria.
Friday, February 16
Beautiful weather, blue sky. We headed to the San Bartolo viewpoint toward the northeast coast, then to the lovely village of San Andrés, which we explored. From there, we walked along the shore to the natural pools of Charco Azul, where we swam in the cool but "swimmable" sea. Back in San Andrés for lunch at the "San Andrés" restaurant on the beautiful church square. Very good fish-based meal. We got back in the car and continued along the north coast to the port of Espindola and the natural pools of Fajana near the Cumplida lighthouse. A fairly strong wind whipped up beautiful waves crashing onto the rocky coast in bursts of foam. Back in Santa Cruz, we stopped at the Mercadona supermarket to buy fresh shrimp for dinner.
San Andrés
Saturday, February 17
Uniform blue sky, even on the heights. We took the beautiful road that winds up to the summit of the Caldera de Taburiente. Several viewpoints offer 360° views of the entire island and beyond: you can make out La Gomera, El Hierro, and, of course, Tenerife with the perfect triangle of Teide. We parked at the Los Andes viewpoint parking lot and started our hike to Pico de la Cruz along a trail following the ridge, offering superb views into the caldera. We got back in the car and passed by the Roque de los Muchachos astronomical complex, composed of numerous observatories, some with very aesthetic mirror telescopes. We hiked from the Roque de los Muchachos parking lot to the various viewpoints, always as impressive. Picnic on site, then back to Santa Cruz. We stopped by our car dealer because the oil warning light came on—better safe than sorry. The representative reassured us but preferred to give us a Fiat Cross SUV instead.
The Caldera de Taburiente
Sunday, February 18 The weather was a bit mixed, with cloudy patches. We set off to hike the Barranco de la Cuba de Galga. Unfortunately, the Los Tilos trail had been closed for several months due to a major landslide. The parking lot by the road was already quite full, and indeed, we crossed paths with many hikers along the way—it’s an easy hike with little elevation gain, which is rare here in La Palma! The beautiful path winds through a very narrow, deep gorge covered in lush tropical vegetation—you’d think you were in a Southeast Asian forest, especially with the humidity in the gorge bringing out earthy and floral scents. Halfway through, Monique turned back while the rest of us continued to the Cuba de Galga. A light drizzle accompanied us on the return. For lunch, we went to Chipi Chipi restaurant in the heights of Santa Cruz. The cool air forced us to leave the lovely terrace for the slightly noisy dining room. The meal was very good and hearty. Afternoon spent resting at our house.
La Cuba de la Galga
Monday, February 19 A few clouds still clung to the nearby mountain peaks. We headed south to Los Canarios. We stopped in front of the small San Antonio Abad church, where a path leads to the viewpoint in 15 minutes. Then we visited the San Antonio Volcano Interpretation Center and climbed to the viewpoint via the trail along the crater’s edge, offering a plunging view into the crater. Then PP, Pat, and I headed toward the Teneguía volcano but turned back given the remaining distance and the intense heat bearing down on us! Plus, the landscape was rather arid and not very interesting. We got back in the car and drove down to the salt flats at the island’s southern tip. The ocean crashes here in large waves, exploding against the volcanic rocks and feeding a "blowhole" carved into the rock. We stopped for drinks at the salt flats restaurant, then headed home.
The salt flats in Fuencaliente
Tuesday, February 20 Beautiful weather with a few clouds clinging to the mountains, as usual. A relaxed morning since my parking reservation at La Cumbrecita didn’t start until 1 PM. It takes about 30 minutes from Santa Cruz to reach the valley floor via a beautiful but narrow road toward the end, though there’s very little traffic. Meanwhile, the clouds had disappeared, and the view from the La Cumbrecita viewpoint was superb. We recognized Pico de la Cruz in the distance, where we’d been a few days earlier. We then took the path leading to the Las Chozas viewpoint through a magnificent Canarian pine forest. We picnicked on site, then took the path to the Los Roques viewpoint. We returned the same way since the direct route was closed for construction. Back in Santa Cruz, we visited the Sanctuary of Las Nieves, with its beautiful golden Baroque altar.
Hike from La Cumbrecita
Wednesday, February 21 After packing our things and loading the car, we left Santa Cruz under a very blue sky for Los Llanos de Aridane, where we stopped to visit this lovely town. The Church of Nuestra Señora de los Remedios has a beautiful coffered ceiling and an original papier-mâché Christ statue from the 16th century. Around it, colorful old Canarian houses brighten the streets of the town center. We took the opportunity to stroll, do some shopping, and finally sat down at La Pergola restaurant for a mediocre lunch. We got back in the car to check into our new house in Arecida. On the way, we stopped at the Mirador del Time, which once again offered an impressive panorama, allowing us—for the first time—to see the damage caused by the Tajogaite volcano eruption in 2021. You can clearly see the still-smoking crater and the large black lava flow covering the landscape down to the sea. We really liked our new accommodation: a local house that’s been renovated on the heights of Arecida, not far from the Canarian pine forest. From several terraces, we have a 360° view of the sea and mountains. We even have a private pool! There are two beautiful, brand-new bedrooms, each with its own bathroom—the best. Plus, we’re on the GR 131 trail that runs along the Barranco de las Angustias toward the northeast.
Los Llanos de Aridane
Thursday, February 22 Once again, beautiful weather greeted us when we woke up. We started the GR 131 with the goal of reaching the Torre del Time viewpoint—about 400 meters of elevation gain. The path, quite steep at first, winds through a superb Canarian pine forest. A few viewpoints let you appreciate the sheer drop of the Barranco de las Angustias—watch out for vertigo! At the Torre del Time viewpoint, there’s a nearly 1,000-meter vertical drop. We returned via another path, the PLP1, which meanders first through this beautiful forest, then along lovely flower-filled gardens adjacent to beautiful properties that cascade from the forest down to the road serving these neighborhoods. This afternoon, we tried to get closer to the area devastated by the 2021 lava flows. Several roads are still closed or reserved for residents, while others—brand new—have been rebuilt to open up this densely populated and cultivated region. In some places, the lava flow slightly diverted, sparing some properties that logically should have disappeared. Now, they’re encircled by a massive cooled lava field. In other spots, twisted and charred metal scraps or greenhouse remains protrude from the lava—all that’s left of the former banana plantations. A little higher up, you can see the slightly smoking crater of Tajogaite, responsible for this disaster. Back to Casa Barreros.
View of Los Llanos and, in the background, the 2021 lava flow
Friday, February 23
Though the sky was still blue, the temperature had dropped due to a chilly wind. By midday, it still rose to 22°C. Today, we headed north, specifically to the town of Tijarafe, where a very narrow road descends to the small port, Porís de Candelaria. The 3.7-kilometer road drops 700 meters in elevation, with gradients up to 30%—it was going to be intense! Indeed, the descent was scary, with the void right next to the very narrow road where passing was impossible except at a few rare spots. Everything went well—there was little traffic at this early hour. From the parking lot at the bottom, a path leads to Porís de Candelaria. It’s surprising to see this small fishing hamlet nestled in the shelter of an immense cave opening onto the sea, which was quite rough today. The sun, at this time of year, would appear late in the cave, which remained in shadow for much of the day. We returned via the same road, strolled through the small town of Puntagorda, and had lunch at El Jardín de los Naranjos restaurant—excellent meal.
Fishing hamlet of Candelaria
Saturday, February 24 The air was still cool, but the sun was beautiful. While Monique stayed home to rest, the three of us headed to the village of Las Tricias to hike the Buracas Caves trail. We left the car parked on the LP1 road and took the small paved road down to the sign marking the trail’s start. The signage for all the trails we took here, as in La Gomera, was very well done. The path descended steadily, then more steeply toward the caves where the island’s first inhabitants lived—some petroglyphs are still visible in certain caves. The path then climbed back up, passing magnificent dragon trees and more or less elaborate huts occupied by Germans who’ve lived here for many years. Back at Casa Barreros for some rest.
Sunday, February 25 The weather once again blessed us with a beautiful day. This morning, we visited the local produce market held on weekends in Puntagorda. You’ll find agricultural products, crafts, and food to keep you going. A little further on, there’s a glass viewpoint overlooking the barranco plunging toward the sea, with a view of the thrill-seekers trying the zip line right next to it. Lunch at Naranjos—definitely a good spot—with their shrimp and spice tagliatelle. Back home for an afternoon of relaxation.
Monday, February 26 We left Arecida under a cloudy sky. Driving up from Los Llanos de Aridane toward the east, an enormous cascade of clouds poured from the mountain peaks into the Los Llanos plain—very impressive. Arriving in Santa Cruz, we went for a stroll, did some last-minute shopping, then had a final good-quality paella at La Chalana on the paseo maritimo. We left the car in the parking lot and took the 5 PM Olsen ferry to Tenerife on a slightly choppy sea, but the ferry didn’t rock too much. Arriving at 7:15 PM, we dropped off our things near the port in our reserved apartment and went for dinner at Abordo—rubbery chipirones. A digestive stroll among the ever-increasing number of tourists in Los Cristianos—restaurants were packed to the brim, the season is in full swing here. Gone is the calm of La Gomera and La Palma, and the laid-back tourism of German hikers among whom a few French were hiding!
Tuesday, February 27 To make our homemade breakfast more enjoyable, we went to buy pastries at the local bakery, then took one last walk on the paseo along the beaches, mingling with the many mobility scooters driven by elderly or disabled people, joggers, and tourists. Last apéro near the bus station, then off to the airport. After a smooth 4-hour-30-minute flight, we arrived in Basel-Mulhouse at 10:20 PM.
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Conclusion A fantastic trip to two islands with magnificent and diverse nature, where landscapes range from desert-like to tropical depending on exposure to winds and clouds. Thanks to the many beautiful viewpoints, you can truly appreciate these exceptionally dynamic reliefs. A hiker’s paradise, the trails are all very well marked, though the choice of easy or moderate paths for "casual walkers" is quite limited. Another notable advantage, in our opinion, is that these islands are very lightly developed—you’ll hardly see any of those ugly hotel blocks that spoil the landscapes of some other Canary Islands. It’s true that the beaches on these two islands don’t meet traditional international tourism criteria: they’re small, with black sand, and often difficult to access. Special mention for the quality of the road network (except for a few small local roads), which seems brand new, well-paved, and well-signposted. We also enjoyed exceptional weather for February, with fewer than three days of gray or rainy weather out of 21.
Almost all the accommodations we chose met or exceeded our expectations, often at reasonable prices: an average of 98 € per night for an apartment or house with two bedrooms for four people.
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Tuesday, February 6 We left around 9 AM with our car, along with Pierre-Paul and Patricia, heading to the Bluepark parking lot in Bartenheim. As expected, we were awaited and left promptly for EuroAirport Basel. Took off at 12:25 PM for a 4-hour-15-minute flight under excellent conditions. Beautiful arrival in Tenerife with Teide in sight under a clear blue sky. Fifteen minutes later, we waited for bus No. 40 to Los Cristianos with quite a few other tourists, but we managed to find four seats. From the bus station, it was a 20-minute walk to our hotel. We checked into a lovely apartment for the four of us, complete with all the comforts. Outside, it was quite warm—at least 25°C! After dropping off our luggage, we went for a stroll. The immediate surroundings of the hotel held no interest for us: a modern, concrete area filled with hotels, bars, tourist agencies, and unappealing restaurants all offering the same bland international cuisine. Pat went to cool off at the pool, unfortunately overrun by loud, drunk English tourists. I took a walk to the paseo maritimo that leads to the port, skirting the seafront. The promenade was pleasant, but it could have been any seaside resort in the world—same old scene: a succession of bars with blaring music where many elderly people sipped cold beers waiting for the sunset, the backdrop a wall of resort-style hotels resembling rabbit hutches! Upon reaching the port, I scouted the route we’d take the next day to the Fred Olsen ferry. Back at the apartment, in the early evening, we looked for a non-touristy restaurant for dinner. Monique stopped a woman to ask her opinion! In this area, she told us, there’s no restaurant that serves Canarian or Spanish cuisine! The only place with decent restaurants is at the port. Off we went to the port, where we sat down at Al Bordo restaurant and ordered a seafood paella for four. Excellent, and at a very reasonable price (36 € for two). We returned to the hotel along the seafront.
Wednesday, February 7
Woke up at 6 AM. Had breakfast in the apartment with what we’d bought the day before at a supermarket. It was still dark when we left on foot toward the port, walking along the calm seafront at this early hour. Forty minutes later, we arrived and waited 10 minutes before the ferry docked. At 9:30 AM, we left the port of Los Cristianos for a 50-minute crossing on a calm sea under a beautiful blue sky. There were quite a few people on this large ferry, but many had no luggage, meaning they were visiting La Gomera for the day and would take the ferry back in the evening. Upon disembarking, we went straight to our rental car agency to pick up the car we’d booked online a few months earlier. It was a nice Peugeot 2008, spacious enough for the four of us and our luggage. We immediately took the beautiful road from San Sebastián that climbs directly into the mountains toward our rental in Vallehermoso. The road was in perfect condition—it seemed brand new, like all the others we’d take on this island later. This side of the island is very arid with little vegetation, and the terrain is particularly rugged, as it is throughout the island. We stopped at our first miradors, which would be followed by many more throughout our Canarian trip. Our first visit was to the small village of Agulo, perched on a promontory above the sea and at the foot of a high cliff. The village features typical Canarian houses with windows flush with the façade and black volcanic stone masonry on white or reddish-brown walls. The first recommended restaurant was already booked for a group, so we settled for the shaded terrace of the excellent El Alameda bar-restaurant. From Agulo, you can access the Abrante viewpoint via a winding road, where the view of Agulo, 600 meters below, is exceptional. A glass ledge over the void lets you test your fear of heights!
We drove to Vallehermoso to do our grocery shopping at the supermarket—a habit that would continue until the end of the trip. Our little house, "Casa rural El Encatadora," is located in a beautiful flower-filled valley a few kilometers west of Vallehermoso. Each of us had a bedroom with an en-suite bathroom, plus a living room, kitchen, and a small terrace overlooking the quiet street at the valley’s end, which didn’t bother us at all.
Thursday, February 8 The good weather seemed to follow us since our arrival in the Canary Islands. This morning, we took the road—still as beautiful and new—toward Arure, high up to the west. The landscape was magnificent, with breathtaking glimpses of the sea far below. In Arure, we parked in front of Conchita’s bar, where a hike (Rother No. 30) starts toward two viewpoints: Alojera, which we reached after 45 minutes on a lovely path. Monique, tired from the first steep climb, stopped at the first viewpoint and hitchhiked back to Arure. Meanwhile, we continued toward the second viewpoint, Los Barranquillos, where the view of the surroundings was partially hidden by misty clouds rising from the sea. The entire mountain is sculpted by ancient, endless terraces climbing until the slope becomes too steep for construction—visible traces of the hard work of past inhabitants trying to survive in a harsh environment. We had a decent lunch at La Conchita bar, then drove to the small seaside town of Puerto la Caleta, sheltered by an immense cliff plunging into the sea. Black sand beach, rough sea—despite our encouragement, Pat didn’t dare to swim! As for the old village of Caleta, it’s perched on the mountainside, and visiting it requires climbing steep, stair-filled alleys to discover a few traditional houses. Back at the casa, dinner in, and card games...
VallehermosoFriday, February 9 This morning, the sky was overcast, and the peaks around us were shrouded in clouds. We took the same road as yesterday to hike Las Creces. Quickly gaining altitude, we entered a thick fog—visibility was very limited. We stopped at the Las Creces parking lot; visibility improved, and the sun wasn’t far off. The hike is entirely within a beautiful laurel forest, with the sun playing hide-and-seek, but it wasn’t cold despite the altitude. After finishing the loop trail, we decided to picnic—not there, as it was too chilly—but on Vallehermoso’s beach, where we found a nice picnic area sheltered by large black rocks. A short digestive walk on the surrounding hill to admire the little beach from above. Back in Vallehermoso, we did some grocery shopping, then tried to return to the casa—only to find ourselves locked out because we’d left the key in the lock inside! After several attempts and with the help of Yéli, a relative of the owner we called for help, we were finally able to get back in!
Saturday, February 10
It rained last night, and the sky remained overcast. Monique decided to rest this morning. PP, Pat, and I set off on the hike that starts from the house toward the Marichal reservoir. The sun wasn’t far off, and by 11 AM, it was fully out. The pleasant hike passed by many flower-filled gardens and orchards—orange, lemon, and mandarin trees in fruit. The path climbed gently toward the reservoir, where the view of the Cano rock dominating the landscape was magnificent. The last part of the climb was a bit tough, overgrown with lush vegetation, and the trail was slippery from last night’s rain. We descended via a different, much more pleasant path and returned to the casa just in time for lunch, prepared by Monique. This valley is rich with its many farmers and market gardeners who’ve cultivated the entire valley, taking advantage of the water flowing down from the mountain, captured upstream and redistributed through countless pipes snaking along the paths. Numerous tanks also store water during dry periods. The houses are scattered across both sides of the valley, and these colorful little homes add a beautiful touch to the landscape. The many palm trees give this valley a distinctly tropical feel—you could almost imagine yourself in the Caribbean. Add to that some salsa music drifting from a hut where farmers were working, and the picture is complete. A well-chilled beer apéro capped off a lovely morning. The afternoon was dedicated to rest, relaxation, reading, and games.
Sunday, February 11 The blue sky returned, though a few clouds still capped the highest peaks. Today, we visited Garajonay National Park, which covers the highest central mountains. Up there, we were above the clouds, and the panoramas from the various viewpoints were stunning: first, Cherelepin, accessible from the Laguna Grande parking lot, then Alto de Garajonay, offering an exceptional view of Teide—over 3,000 meters high—emerging from the clouds on Tenerife, far in the distance. We continued to the Los Roques viewpoints, then stopped for lunch at the Degollada de Peraza restaurant, where the view of the barranco was impressive. We descended toward San Sebastián and checked into our new lodging, La Cabezada, located in the countryside about 3 km above San Sebastián. It’s a small apartment adjacent to the owner’s, with a lovely terrace overlooking the surrounding mountains and surrounded by a beautiful garden. Apéro, then dinner on our beautiful terrace.
Monday, February 12 This morning, we went down to visit San Sebastián de La Gomera: its old tower, main street with some beautiful traditional houses, and the Church of the Assumption. Back at the casa for lunch. In the afternoon, Pat, PP, and I set off on the short hike from San Sebastián beach to La Guancha beach. We drove down and parked on the beach. The path climbs along the hill overlooking San Sebastián, passes by the tall Christ statue dominating the landscape, and roughly follows the coast down to the isolated Guancha beach. A beautiful hike under a hot sun, and a swim was welcome, even if the beach and sea access weren’t very comfortable due to large pebbles and quickly deepening water. Apart from two nudist bathers, there was no one on this beach. We returned the same way.
Tuesday, February 13 Rest day. We went down to town to stroll and do some shopping. I took the opportunity to visit the parador, beautifully situated above the city in a lovely garden overlooking the port and town. Together, we went for a cuba libre at the "Cuba Libre" bar, then had lunch at Breñusca (mediocre paella!). Back at the casa, then we went back down to town to see a carnival parade, a "passacalles," which actually passed an hour earlier than scheduled. Oh well.
Wednesday, February 14 Each to their own program this morning. Pat went swimming at San Sebastián beach, Monique rested at the casa, and PP and I set off on the hike from Playa de Avalos to the Ermita de Guadalupe on Playa del Cangrejo. It wasn’t easy to find the right road or the parking spot, but we managed. The path seemed to have suffered landslides, according to a sign at the trailhead! We decided to check it out, ready to turn back if it seemed too dangerous. In the end, apart from one or two slightly tricky spots where we had to climb a pile of rocks, the trail remained passable, though a bit vertigo-inducing in places. The narrow path clings to very vertical cliffs nearly 300 meters above sea level! But what a magnificent view. At one point, the trail runs alongside a wall of basaltic pipes. We returned via the drivable track that parallels the trail a bit lower. Back at the house for lunch. In the late afternoon, we returned to town to attend the "Entierro de las Sardinas" (Burial of the Sardine), which closes the Canarian carnival festivities. While waiting, we strolled through the parador’s gardens and had mojitos in town. Around 9 PM, we heard the noise and cries of the mourners. The procession advanced, led by a large papier-mâché sardine on a float, surrounded by wailing mourners. The procession headed toward the sea, where the sardine was burned, and a mini fireworks display ended the procession. It was all very good-natured, and everyone had fun. We ended the evening with dinner at a good fish restaurant, El Pajar.
Entierro de la Sardina in San Sebastián de La GomeraThursday, February 15
Woke up at 5:15 AM. The only suitable ferry was at 7 AM, which would get us to La Palma by late morning rather than evening. We packed our bags, had breakfast, then headed to the port, left our rental car, and boarded the ferry to Tenerife, from where we’d continue to La Palma. Calm sea, beautiful sun—by 10:30 AM, we disembarked in La Palma. We picked up our car and immediately headed to our new apartment in Breña Alta. It’s a large apartment with a superb terrace facing the sea, fully equipped and very comfortable. The hosts recommended Casa Goyo restaurant, near the airport and close to us. It’s a restaurant with many small rooms, some of which can be reserved for families. The fish-based cuisine (chipirones, pulpo) was excellent, hearty, and reasonably priced. Since it’s in the airport’s flight path, we occasionally heard planes landing. Quick and efficient service. Afterward, we visited Santa Cruz de La Palma, which reminded us of the historic quarters of La Orotava in Tenerife or the capital of Gran Canaria.
Friday, February 16
Beautiful weather, blue sky. We headed to the San Bartolo viewpoint toward the northeast coast, then to the lovely village of San Andrés, which we explored. From there, we walked along the shore to the natural pools of Charco Azul, where we swam in the cool but "swimmable" sea. Back in San Andrés for lunch at the "San Andrés" restaurant on the beautiful church square. Very good fish-based meal. We got back in the car and continued along the north coast to the port of Espindola and the natural pools of Fajana near the Cumplida lighthouse. A fairly strong wind whipped up beautiful waves crashing onto the rocky coast in bursts of foam. Back in Santa Cruz, we stopped at the Mercadona supermarket to buy fresh shrimp for dinner.
San AndrésSaturday, February 17
Uniform blue sky, even on the heights. We took the beautiful road that winds up to the summit of the Caldera de Taburiente. Several viewpoints offer 360° views of the entire island and beyond: you can make out La Gomera, El Hierro, and, of course, Tenerife with the perfect triangle of Teide. We parked at the Los Andes viewpoint parking lot and started our hike to Pico de la Cruz along a trail following the ridge, offering superb views into the caldera. We got back in the car and passed by the Roque de los Muchachos astronomical complex, composed of numerous observatories, some with very aesthetic mirror telescopes. We hiked from the Roque de los Muchachos parking lot to the various viewpoints, always as impressive. Picnic on site, then back to Santa Cruz. We stopped by our car dealer because the oil warning light came on—better safe than sorry. The representative reassured us but preferred to give us a Fiat Cross SUV instead.
The Caldera de TaburienteSunday, February 18 The weather was a bit mixed, with cloudy patches. We set off to hike the Barranco de la Cuba de Galga. Unfortunately, the Los Tilos trail had been closed for several months due to a major landslide. The parking lot by the road was already quite full, and indeed, we crossed paths with many hikers along the way—it’s an easy hike with little elevation gain, which is rare here in La Palma! The beautiful path winds through a very narrow, deep gorge covered in lush tropical vegetation—you’d think you were in a Southeast Asian forest, especially with the humidity in the gorge bringing out earthy and floral scents. Halfway through, Monique turned back while the rest of us continued to the Cuba de Galga. A light drizzle accompanied us on the return. For lunch, we went to Chipi Chipi restaurant in the heights of Santa Cruz. The cool air forced us to leave the lovely terrace for the slightly noisy dining room. The meal was very good and hearty. Afternoon spent resting at our house.
La Cuba de la GalgaMonday, February 19 A few clouds still clung to the nearby mountain peaks. We headed south to Los Canarios. We stopped in front of the small San Antonio Abad church, where a path leads to the viewpoint in 15 minutes. Then we visited the San Antonio Volcano Interpretation Center and climbed to the viewpoint via the trail along the crater’s edge, offering a plunging view into the crater. Then PP, Pat, and I headed toward the Teneguía volcano but turned back given the remaining distance and the intense heat bearing down on us! Plus, the landscape was rather arid and not very interesting. We got back in the car and drove down to the salt flats at the island’s southern tip. The ocean crashes here in large waves, exploding against the volcanic rocks and feeding a "blowhole" carved into the rock. We stopped for drinks at the salt flats restaurant, then headed home.
The salt flats in FuencalienteTuesday, February 20 Beautiful weather with a few clouds clinging to the mountains, as usual. A relaxed morning since my parking reservation at La Cumbrecita didn’t start until 1 PM. It takes about 30 minutes from Santa Cruz to reach the valley floor via a beautiful but narrow road toward the end, though there’s very little traffic. Meanwhile, the clouds had disappeared, and the view from the La Cumbrecita viewpoint was superb. We recognized Pico de la Cruz in the distance, where we’d been a few days earlier. We then took the path leading to the Las Chozas viewpoint through a magnificent Canarian pine forest. We picnicked on site, then took the path to the Los Roques viewpoint. We returned the same way since the direct route was closed for construction. Back in Santa Cruz, we visited the Sanctuary of Las Nieves, with its beautiful golden Baroque altar.
Hike from La CumbrecitaWednesday, February 21 After packing our things and loading the car, we left Santa Cruz under a very blue sky for Los Llanos de Aridane, where we stopped to visit this lovely town. The Church of Nuestra Señora de los Remedios has a beautiful coffered ceiling and an original papier-mâché Christ statue from the 16th century. Around it, colorful old Canarian houses brighten the streets of the town center. We took the opportunity to stroll, do some shopping, and finally sat down at La Pergola restaurant for a mediocre lunch. We got back in the car to check into our new house in Arecida. On the way, we stopped at the Mirador del Time, which once again offered an impressive panorama, allowing us—for the first time—to see the damage caused by the Tajogaite volcano eruption in 2021. You can clearly see the still-smoking crater and the large black lava flow covering the landscape down to the sea. We really liked our new accommodation: a local house that’s been renovated on the heights of Arecida, not far from the Canarian pine forest. From several terraces, we have a 360° view of the sea and mountains. We even have a private pool! There are two beautiful, brand-new bedrooms, each with its own bathroom—the best. Plus, we’re on the GR 131 trail that runs along the Barranco de las Angustias toward the northeast.
Los Llanos de AridaneThursday, February 22 Once again, beautiful weather greeted us when we woke up. We started the GR 131 with the goal of reaching the Torre del Time viewpoint—about 400 meters of elevation gain. The path, quite steep at first, winds through a superb Canarian pine forest. A few viewpoints let you appreciate the sheer drop of the Barranco de las Angustias—watch out for vertigo! At the Torre del Time viewpoint, there’s a nearly 1,000-meter vertical drop. We returned via another path, the PLP1, which meanders first through this beautiful forest, then along lovely flower-filled gardens adjacent to beautiful properties that cascade from the forest down to the road serving these neighborhoods. This afternoon, we tried to get closer to the area devastated by the 2021 lava flows. Several roads are still closed or reserved for residents, while others—brand new—have been rebuilt to open up this densely populated and cultivated region. In some places, the lava flow slightly diverted, sparing some properties that logically should have disappeared. Now, they’re encircled by a massive cooled lava field. In other spots, twisted and charred metal scraps or greenhouse remains protrude from the lava—all that’s left of the former banana plantations. A little higher up, you can see the slightly smoking crater of Tajogaite, responsible for this disaster. Back to Casa Barreros.
View of Los Llanos and, in the background, the 2021 lava flowFriday, February 23
Though the sky was still blue, the temperature had dropped due to a chilly wind. By midday, it still rose to 22°C. Today, we headed north, specifically to the town of Tijarafe, where a very narrow road descends to the small port, Porís de Candelaria. The 3.7-kilometer road drops 700 meters in elevation, with gradients up to 30%—it was going to be intense! Indeed, the descent was scary, with the void right next to the very narrow road where passing was impossible except at a few rare spots. Everything went well—there was little traffic at this early hour. From the parking lot at the bottom, a path leads to Porís de Candelaria. It’s surprising to see this small fishing hamlet nestled in the shelter of an immense cave opening onto the sea, which was quite rough today. The sun, at this time of year, would appear late in the cave, which remained in shadow for much of the day. We returned via the same road, strolled through the small town of Puntagorda, and had lunch at El Jardín de los Naranjos restaurant—excellent meal.
Fishing hamlet of CandelariaSaturday, February 24 The air was still cool, but the sun was beautiful. While Monique stayed home to rest, the three of us headed to the village of Las Tricias to hike the Buracas Caves trail. We left the car parked on the LP1 road and took the small paved road down to the sign marking the trail’s start. The signage for all the trails we took here, as in La Gomera, was very well done. The path descended steadily, then more steeply toward the caves where the island’s first inhabitants lived—some petroglyphs are still visible in certain caves. The path then climbed back up, passing magnificent dragon trees and more or less elaborate huts occupied by Germans who’ve lived here for many years. Back at Casa Barreros for some rest.
Sunday, February 25 The weather once again blessed us with a beautiful day. This morning, we visited the local produce market held on weekends in Puntagorda. You’ll find agricultural products, crafts, and food to keep you going. A little further on, there’s a glass viewpoint overlooking the barranco plunging toward the sea, with a view of the thrill-seekers trying the zip line right next to it. Lunch at Naranjos—definitely a good spot—with their shrimp and spice tagliatelle. Back home for an afternoon of relaxation.
Monday, February 26 We left Arecida under a cloudy sky. Driving up from Los Llanos de Aridane toward the east, an enormous cascade of clouds poured from the mountain peaks into the Los Llanos plain—very impressive. Arriving in Santa Cruz, we went for a stroll, did some last-minute shopping, then had a final good-quality paella at La Chalana on the paseo maritimo. We left the car in the parking lot and took the 5 PM Olsen ferry to Tenerife on a slightly choppy sea, but the ferry didn’t rock too much. Arriving at 7:15 PM, we dropped off our things near the port in our reserved apartment and went for dinner at Abordo—rubbery chipirones. A digestive stroll among the ever-increasing number of tourists in Los Cristianos—restaurants were packed to the brim, the season is in full swing here. Gone is the calm of La Gomera and La Palma, and the laid-back tourism of German hikers among whom a few French were hiding!
Tuesday, February 27 To make our homemade breakfast more enjoyable, we went to buy pastries at the local bakery, then took one last walk on the paseo along the beaches, mingling with the many mobility scooters driven by elderly or disabled people, joggers, and tourists. Last apéro near the bus station, then off to the airport. After a smooth 4-hour-30-minute flight, we arrived in Basel-Mulhouse at 10:20 PM.
THE END
Conclusion A fantastic trip to two islands with magnificent and diverse nature, where landscapes range from desert-like to tropical depending on exposure to winds and clouds. Thanks to the many beautiful viewpoints, you can truly appreciate these exceptionally dynamic reliefs. A hiker’s paradise, the trails are all very well marked, though the choice of easy or moderate paths for "casual walkers" is quite limited. Another notable advantage, in our opinion, is that these islands are very lightly developed—you’ll hardly see any of those ugly hotel blocks that spoil the landscapes of some other Canary Islands. It’s true that the beaches on these two islands don’t meet traditional international tourism criteria: they’re small, with black sand, and often difficult to access. Special mention for the quality of the road network (except for a few small local roads), which seems brand new, well-paved, and well-signposted. We also enjoyed exceptional weather for February, with fewer than three days of gray or rainy weather out of 21.
Almost all the accommodations we chose met or exceeded our expectations, often at reasonable prices: an average of 98 € per night for an apartment or house with two bedrooms for four people.
All photos can be viewed by clicking this link: https://photos.app.goo.gl/G44pPk4g9PW1rNzg8
4 friends discover a piece of North India
Hello fellow travelers!
I’m adding my small contribution to the reopening celebration by posting this travel journal from India, made in January 2024. We’re 4 friends (2 couples), and we did a 3-week loop in Rajasthan, stopping by Delhi and Agra (which, as everyone knows, aren’t in Rajasthan 😛). Delhi - Agra - Jaipur - Bundi - Udaipur - Jodhpur - Jaisalmer - Delhi
We rented a car with a driver from Agra to Jaisalmer, 550 € for 14 days. https://chauffeurpriveeninde.com/fr/
We took the train from Delhi to Agra and the plane (Spicejet) from Jaisalmer to Delhi.
Most of the accommodations were booked on Booking before we left.
I’m sharing this story written by Richard and illustrated by me. We dedicate it to Nathalie and Bruno, our amazing travel companions.

I’m adding my small contribution to the reopening celebration by posting this travel journal from India, made in January 2024. We’re 4 friends (2 couples), and we did a 3-week loop in Rajasthan, stopping by Delhi and Agra (which, as everyone knows, aren’t in Rajasthan 😛). Delhi - Agra - Jaipur - Bundi - Udaipur - Jodhpur - Jaisalmer - Delhi
We rented a car with a driver from Agra to Jaisalmer, 550 € for 14 days. https://chauffeurpriveeninde.com/fr/
We took the train from Delhi to Agra and the plane (Spicejet) from Jaisalmer to Delhi.
Most of the accommodations were booked on Booking before we left.
I’m sharing this story written by Richard and illustrated by me. We dedicate it to Nathalie and Bruno, our amazing travel companions.

Adventure in Morocco
I’m not going back, the trip is in the past. I’m posting it anyway because the country probably hasn’t changed enough to make the story outdated, and the astonishing beauty of the place deserves to be shared here.
Saturday, May 31, 2014 Mulhouse - Marrakech
A flight that drags on for three and a half hours. Everything goes smoothly until immigration. Like almost everywhere, you have to fill out a little form with your details and arrival address. The problem comes when you hand it to the customs officer with your passport. Right away, you see the lines are way too long for the number of officers working. I steer Dom toward a line further to the left that’s clearly moving faster than the middle ones. Then I firmly pull him to the far left where I think I spotted a new counter opening. Big mistake. Huge. Because that line is notorious for how slowly the security agent checks each person. At 10 minutes per person, with about fifteen ahead of us, we’re looking at two and a half hours. The wait becomes torture. Everyone gets edgy. We watch enviously as people who were way behind us initially zip through the other lines. You feel like complaining. My advice? Don’t. You have no idea how much a pissed-off customs officer can ruin your day! The rule: stay calm and suck it up. Once that hurdle’s over, a taxi and boom, we’re at the Gallia, a no-frills but charming hotel just steps from Jemaa El Fna square. This place is insane! It’s teeming with people. You stick out like a sore thumb with your camera—suddenly, a ton of people want to be your best friend! You’re basically a walking wallet!


We’ve got a meet-up with friends who are here on a work trip with their company’s social committee.


We fully embrace our tourist roles—eating at restaurants made for us, with belly dancers who insist we join in. We go with the flow, we’re not prudes, we have a great evening, no way we’re missing out on the fun...


Sunday, June 1, 2014 Marrakech
Super nice breakfast in the hotel’s patio, a real riad, beautifully decorated.


Originally, we’d planned a trip to the Atlas Mountains, but we ended up wandering around the city instead. Before we knew it, we were in the middle of the central souk’s labyrinth. It’s a feast for the eyes, ears, and especially the nose!

Saturday, May 31, 2014 Mulhouse - Marrakech
A flight that drags on for three and a half hours. Everything goes smoothly until immigration. Like almost everywhere, you have to fill out a little form with your details and arrival address. The problem comes when you hand it to the customs officer with your passport. Right away, you see the lines are way too long for the number of officers working. I steer Dom toward a line further to the left that’s clearly moving faster than the middle ones. Then I firmly pull him to the far left where I think I spotted a new counter opening. Big mistake. Huge. Because that line is notorious for how slowly the security agent checks each person. At 10 minutes per person, with about fifteen ahead of us, we’re looking at two and a half hours. The wait becomes torture. Everyone gets edgy. We watch enviously as people who were way behind us initially zip through the other lines. You feel like complaining. My advice? Don’t. You have no idea how much a pissed-off customs officer can ruin your day! The rule: stay calm and suck it up. Once that hurdle’s over, a taxi and boom, we’re at the Gallia, a no-frills but charming hotel just steps from Jemaa El Fna square. This place is insane! It’s teeming with people. You stick out like a sore thumb with your camera—suddenly, a ton of people want to be your best friend! You’re basically a walking wallet!


We’ve got a meet-up with friends who are here on a work trip with their company’s social committee.


We fully embrace our tourist roles—eating at restaurants made for us, with belly dancers who insist we join in. We go with the flow, we’re not prudes, we have a great evening, no way we’re missing out on the fun...


Sunday, June 1, 2014 Marrakech
Super nice breakfast in the hotel’s patio, a real riad, beautifully decorated.


Originally, we’d planned a trip to the Atlas Mountains, but we ended up wandering around the city instead. Before we knew it, we were in the middle of the central souk’s labyrinth. It’s a feast for the eyes, ears, and especially the nose!

Photo Contest, September 2020: Departure or Arrival Scenes and Places
Hello everyone, 🙂
This month’s theme is: places, departure or arrival scenes.
The places include: train or bus stations, passenger ports, and airports.
Here, for example, is Beijing West Railway Station
This is Beijing West Railway Station.
You can submit a photo of the whole place, a part of it (inside or outside, the platforms), or a detail (like a station clock) as long as it clearly shows it’s a departure or arrival spot—such as a timetable display.
Or here’s another example:

Even if you’re not in one of these places, a departure or arrival scene is welcome: Example: Early morning departure from a pagoda at Inle Lake (Myanmar) as people head back to their villages in the surrounding hills
A vehicle about to leave:
People are also allowed, as long as they’re clearly identified as travelers about to depart or who have just arrived. Bus station in Thailand (a photo I’d shared for the "solitude" theme)
Another example: in the foreground, a boat docked, and just above, another that has just left (Rangoon, Myanmar—these boats serve cities in the Irrawaddy Delta, and in some areas, they’re still the only means of transport for locals).
You can also include departures or arrivals from races, but again, it must be at the start or finish, not during the race: Boats before the start of the Route du Rhum in Saint-Malo:
Participation: Each participant can submit up to 3 photos, until Tuesday, September 22 at 11:59 PM Paris time. Each photo must be posted in a separate message, with its number (1, 2, or 3). Don’t forget to add a short description (comment, location, etc.).
Voting: Every VoyageForum member can vote for the 4 photos they think are the best, based on their own criteria and the theme (I’m trying this format this month). Voting will take place from Wednesday, September 23 to Tuesday, September 29 at 11:59 PM Paris time.
Photos should be ranked in order of preference: - 1st photo: 4 points - 2nd: 3 points - 3rd: 2 points - 4th: 1 point
Each member can vote only once for 4 photos. No ties for 4th place with half a point each.
The winner is the photographer whose photo receives the most points. Results will be announced on September 30. In case of a tie, the number of first-place votes will decide. The winner will have the honor of organizing October’s contest.
Give me two or three days to put together the slideshow—I’ll definitely reach out to Masterpo via PM for advice if I’m stuck (and if he’s willing).
Good luck to everyone—may the best photographer win! Let’s get started! For discussion, it’s here
This is Beijing West Railway Station.
You can submit a photo of the whole place, a part of it (inside or outside, the platforms), or a detail (like a station clock) as long as it clearly shows it’s a departure or arrival spot—such as a timetable display.
Or here’s another example:

Even if you’re not in one of these places, a departure or arrival scene is welcome: Example: Early morning departure from a pagoda at Inle Lake (Myanmar) as people head back to their villages in the surrounding hills

A vehicle about to leave:

People are also allowed, as long as they’re clearly identified as travelers about to depart or who have just arrived. Bus station in Thailand (a photo I’d shared for the "solitude" theme)

Another example: in the foreground, a boat docked, and just above, another that has just left (Rangoon, Myanmar—these boats serve cities in the Irrawaddy Delta, and in some areas, they’re still the only means of transport for locals).

You can also include departures or arrivals from races, but again, it must be at the start or finish, not during the race: Boats before the start of the Route du Rhum in Saint-Malo:

Participation: Each participant can submit up to 3 photos, until Tuesday, September 22 at 11:59 PM Paris time. Each photo must be posted in a separate message, with its number (1, 2, or 3). Don’t forget to add a short description (comment, location, etc.).
Voting: Every VoyageForum member can vote for the 4 photos they think are the best, based on their own criteria and the theme (I’m trying this format this month). Voting will take place from Wednesday, September 23 to Tuesday, September 29 at 11:59 PM Paris time.
Photos should be ranked in order of preference: - 1st photo: 4 points - 2nd: 3 points - 3rd: 2 points - 4th: 1 point
Each member can vote only once for 4 photos. No ties for 4th place with half a point each.
The winner is the photographer whose photo receives the most points. Results will be announced on September 30. In case of a tie, the number of first-place votes will decide. The winner will have the honor of organizing October’s contest.
Give me two or three days to put together the slideshow—I’ll definitely reach out to Masterpo via PM for advice if I’m stuck (and if he’s willing).
Good luck to everyone—may the best photographer win! Let’s get started! For discussion, it’s here
«Je ne veux plus gueuler: "Comment va le monde?" Et qu'on me réponde: «Il va comme il va» English translation pending
Dans la tiédeur d’un soir d’été, deux amies devisaient paisiblement.
Elles parlaient d’amour.
L’une de l’amour de sa compagne qui la rendait plus forte, l’autre de l’amour de son mari qui la rendait plus douce.
Elles parlaient voyages Les voyages d’autrefois où les anecdotes s’enrubannent année après année de détails sortis de leur imagination fertile et qui rendaient leurs récits plus épiques et ceux récents encore à l’état de fraîche émotion.
La bouteille de vin blanc s’embuait sur la table blanche en fer, l’herbe roussie chatouillait leurs pieds nus, elles se sentaient comblées, heureuses et libres et, sans doute pour cette raison, il leur était facile de parler du monde d’aujourd’hui, facile d’évoquer les conflits, les émeutes, les violences, les épidémies.
Epargnées, tranquilles, trempant avec gourmandise leurs lèvres dans le gewurztraminer frais, elles s’interrogeaient :
« T’as vu avec le covid on ne parle plus des guerres, c’est covid partout, encore que ça commence à ralentir, y’a le foot » « Ah oui, t’as raison, tu crois que ça pète encore en Syrie, en Lybie, au Yémen, en Somalie, au Sahel ? » « Chais pas, mais au Liban, quelle horreur cette explosion et tous ces gens morts ou sans maison » « T’as entendu les humanitaires au Niger ? » « Oui, pas les premiers pas les derniers à mourir bêtement » « Et au Brésil et en Colombie, ça c’est calmé ? » « Aucune idée » « Et à Hong-Kong et au Brésil et au Vénézuela, je me demande si ça manifeste toujours » « Chais pas, mais aux Etats-Unis entre blancs et noirs c’est pas cool, t’as vu les émeutes et ça va continuer, tu peux croire » « moi, c’qui me rend dingue c’est tous les gens dans le monde qui ont faim, qui n’ont pas de boulot ou qui l’ont perdu » « oui, c’est triste » « En tout cas, on entend plus parler des migrants, ni ceux de Lampedusa, ni ceux des jungles là-haut » « T’imagines un peu le monde entier à l’arrêt. Comment veux-tu que la terre reste en paix » « Et ceux qui se battent, qui sont en guerre, se tapent le covid en plus » « Et t’as vu en Bielorussie, pareil, ça chauffe aussi » « T’as déjà vu des révolutions pacifiques toi ? » « Ouais, c’est plus embêtant c’est pas loin d’chez nous » « Et le mec empoisonné par les russes, paraît qu’il est en Allemagne » « Chez nous ça va être chaud à la rentrée, j’te l’dis, tu verras, avec les chômeurs, le covid, les gosses à l’école, le télétravail oui et non, on va pas rire »
« Moi, j’te dis qu’il n’y a pas que les incendies de forêts qui bousillent la terre, y’a les incendies de fureur dans le coeur des hommes »
« Oh , t’as pas parlé des masques, des mesures barrières, etoussaettoussa » « Et toi de ton dada favori, l’eau, l’or du monde » « Eh ne me branche pas sur ce sujet, je suis intarissable »
« Allez, t’es pas marrante, tiens, on finit la bouteille, l’est super bon ce vin »
Ainsi, dans la tiédeur d’un soir d’été, deux amies devisaient. A l’abri sous le tilleul, comme à l’abri derrière un écran, comme sur vf, la vie défile, bouleverse, secoue, agace, exaspère ou indiffère et « passent les jours, passent les semaines.../... »
« Comment va le monde? Il est rouge sang Et à mon avis, il l'est pour longtemps Comment va la vie? Il y a des endroits Elle vaut dix dollars combien je te dois
Comment va la guerre? Elle va comme elle va Elle est planétaire, on se reverra Comment va la banque? La banque surnage Pour les grands requins y a pas de naufrage Comment va la mort? Record absolu Toujours très discrète, je n'en sais pas plus » .../… B. Lavilliers
(Vos voyages vous ont fait réfléchir sur l'art de bien voyager, de bien vivre, l'état du monde ou le sens de la vie? Partagez vos pensées et réflexions dans cette rubrique.
Euhhhh, chuis dans la bonne rubrique.)
Elles parlaient voyages Les voyages d’autrefois où les anecdotes s’enrubannent année après année de détails sortis de leur imagination fertile et qui rendaient leurs récits plus épiques et ceux récents encore à l’état de fraîche émotion.
La bouteille de vin blanc s’embuait sur la table blanche en fer, l’herbe roussie chatouillait leurs pieds nus, elles se sentaient comblées, heureuses et libres et, sans doute pour cette raison, il leur était facile de parler du monde d’aujourd’hui, facile d’évoquer les conflits, les émeutes, les violences, les épidémies.
Epargnées, tranquilles, trempant avec gourmandise leurs lèvres dans le gewurztraminer frais, elles s’interrogeaient :
« T’as vu avec le covid on ne parle plus des guerres, c’est covid partout, encore que ça commence à ralentir, y’a le foot » « Ah oui, t’as raison, tu crois que ça pète encore en Syrie, en Lybie, au Yémen, en Somalie, au Sahel ? » « Chais pas, mais au Liban, quelle horreur cette explosion et tous ces gens morts ou sans maison » « T’as entendu les humanitaires au Niger ? » « Oui, pas les premiers pas les derniers à mourir bêtement » « Et au Brésil et en Colombie, ça c’est calmé ? » « Aucune idée » « Et à Hong-Kong et au Brésil et au Vénézuela, je me demande si ça manifeste toujours » « Chais pas, mais aux Etats-Unis entre blancs et noirs c’est pas cool, t’as vu les émeutes et ça va continuer, tu peux croire » « moi, c’qui me rend dingue c’est tous les gens dans le monde qui ont faim, qui n’ont pas de boulot ou qui l’ont perdu » « oui, c’est triste » « En tout cas, on entend plus parler des migrants, ni ceux de Lampedusa, ni ceux des jungles là-haut » « T’imagines un peu le monde entier à l’arrêt. Comment veux-tu que la terre reste en paix » « Et ceux qui se battent, qui sont en guerre, se tapent le covid en plus » « Et t’as vu en Bielorussie, pareil, ça chauffe aussi » « T’as déjà vu des révolutions pacifiques toi ? » « Ouais, c’est plus embêtant c’est pas loin d’chez nous » « Et le mec empoisonné par les russes, paraît qu’il est en Allemagne » « Chez nous ça va être chaud à la rentrée, j’te l’dis, tu verras, avec les chômeurs, le covid, les gosses à l’école, le télétravail oui et non, on va pas rire »
« Moi, j’te dis qu’il n’y a pas que les incendies de forêts qui bousillent la terre, y’a les incendies de fureur dans le coeur des hommes »
« Oh , t’as pas parlé des masques, des mesures barrières, etoussaettoussa » « Et toi de ton dada favori, l’eau, l’or du monde » « Eh ne me branche pas sur ce sujet, je suis intarissable »
« Allez, t’es pas marrante, tiens, on finit la bouteille, l’est super bon ce vin »
Ainsi, dans la tiédeur d’un soir d’été, deux amies devisaient. A l’abri sous le tilleul, comme à l’abri derrière un écran, comme sur vf, la vie défile, bouleverse, secoue, agace, exaspère ou indiffère et « passent les jours, passent les semaines.../... »
« Comment va le monde? Il est rouge sang Et à mon avis, il l'est pour longtemps Comment va la vie? Il y a des endroits Elle vaut dix dollars combien je te dois
Comment va la guerre? Elle va comme elle va Elle est planétaire, on se reverra Comment va la banque? La banque surnage Pour les grands requins y a pas de naufrage Comment va la mort? Record absolu Toujours très discrète, je n'en sais pas plus » .../… B. Lavilliers
(Vos voyages vous ont fait réfléchir sur l'art de bien voyager, de bien vivre, l'état du monde ou le sens de la vie? Partagez vos pensées et réflexions dans cette rubrique.
Euhhhh, chuis dans la bonne rubrique.)