My round world trip

End of my trip

2012-01-23T17:31:00.000+01:00

You understood that I wrote my last post from France... But that was how I fell 2 months a go :)

Now ... I went back in France at the end of last year. I wear my suit always without tie and I sit at the office. Not exactly technically the same that I left, but as we say... same same but different. It is grey outside, my job is fuck'n boring and some colleagues left to best places. I didn't want to go back to the same place but I needed to understand once again that Paris is like a vacuum cleaner. My company is like a vacuum cleaner.

This is the black hole, gravity is to strong and even when you don't want to go back you go back. Yohan said me in Tahiti and he was right, that I needed to go back. And now I understood something. Don’t fight against the power, just follow the river until you can change your direction and grab the side.

So ... I wait for money, at the end of the month doing nothing really painful excepted meeting my friends ;) .I take my time to recover. Cause travelling is beautiful but exhausting. And I feel my energy coming again, growing up like the new dragon. I don't now exactely what I want exepted enjoying my life as much as can. But I don't want being a stranger in my own place again, I don't want to be a stranger of my own myself.

I am just crazy, lazy, brilliant and I kick your ass. FUCK YOUUUUUU!

And Thanks to all my bro from all over the world. Have Fun!!!

Bali

2012-01-19T15:45:00.002+01:00

The is the end in two weeks...

I would like to go in Malaisia... But it is fooding... So lets go in Bali.

Surf, Chill, sun ... Easy life..

_Laos Pics

2012-01-19T15:41:00.000+01:00

Vietnam Laos Cambodgia

2012-01-09T11:10:00.000+01:00

I found Ignace wich is one of my friends in Vietnam!!!

I met him in Hanoi. So I came in Vietnam from Singapore thru Ho Chi Minh. And I crossed Vietnam from south to north by bus.

Saigon (Ho Chi Minh) is define by the scooter and motercycle traffic. At the same time, even if it is a big city, historical center is quite small. You can walk around and enjoy ietnames food. You can eat frogs by exemple! It is is touristic like the whole Vietnal, but Saigon is maybe my favorite place in Vietnam. i went also in Hanoi, Hoi An, Hue, in the mountains in the north and in the Halong Bay (not really but it was the same in better), but Saigon is fun. Actually I am a little bit lazy about talking about my wall trip in Vietnam...

Also in Laos and Cambbodgia. But Laos is a great place to visit. It is quite and peacefull. People are really nice and after effervescence, it is good to break and enjoy the zen attitude.

By the way i enjoyed my trip in south east asia and I would like to go back in Asia, but in others places. In Birmania, in forgottens parts of Indonesia, in China also... In places with less tourists cause tourism and money corrupt people.

Singapore

2012-01-09T11:06:00.002+01:00

Well,

I already came back and I realized i didn't wrote anything about asia....

So I tell you the story. After leaving Vanuatu, I gat sick for one week with a big big fever due to a bacteria. I took some pills and event if I was really tired, i visited Singapore.

Singapore is a really amasing city. People live in a megapole, but are really nice. The city never sleep but at the same time it is not a blade runner place, something maybe more between Japan and Europe. Life is easy there. It is definitely a place were you can leave for a while. I walked and walked again in the Indian streets, in the chinese area, in the business place... Walking is so good but i shuld have found a fixe bycicle, just to ride at hundred miles the singaporian streets.

BALI Pics

2012-01-09T11:00:00.001+01:00

Final Map

2011-12-22T03:29:00.003+01:00

View Round World Trip in a larger map

Vietnam Pics

2011-11-28T04:47:00.001+01:00

Singapour pics

2011-11-28T04:42:00.001+01:00

Magic Tana

2011-11-11T12:08:00.003+01:00

Now, i am in ho chi min and it is raining a lot... So it is time to tell you the story, the story of my last days in Vanuatu on Tana Island.

I arrived on Tana without knowing exactly what I was looking for. Of course the volcano, but I already saw more than 20 volcanoes this year.

I Arrived on the airport and as it used to, some guys propose me taxi, accommodation... One of the guy proposed me a good price for the cab and possibly an accommodation. Let's go.

2 hours of 4X4 later I arrived down the volcano in a small village. He presented me a family which provided me a case, without electricity. Very simple but I fell a sort of connection.

At the end of the afternoon we went to drink the kava. I encounter the chief of the village. He didn t told me, but I understood how important he is. He went in France, met J. Chirac. The village provided traditional art to the Quai Branly museum. France also sent frigates to take the gifts and I saw pictures of the festivities.

I communion with nature. I prepared myself to watch the volcano, the day after. I did but I cannot explain. Excepted that in this tumultuous strength, I saw a White wing flying above the volcano.

We came back to the village and I fell sick.

My owners borrow me a book. Sarah wrote it a couple of days a go. I understood the wing and my sickness.

I understood lots of other things but it is long and complicate to explain. I keep it for me.

Fuck'n deep dive

2011-11-11T12:08:00.001+01:00

I went in Santo.. I fund fuck'n deep dives. Some of you will say. Hey little frenchy bastard! That is not deep!

What the hell! Ss president Coolidge is a wreck from 21 to 71 meters.

I did two dives at 35 and 40 meters that I ll never forget. For all the others dives you should go deeper than 45 meters and so often 55. Sorry, to much for me...(even a night dive with intrusion at 40 meters) but I ll never forget the Lady.

Vanuatu Pics

2011-11-08T05:12:00.000+01:00

Auckland Pics

2011-11-08T05:04:00.001+01:00

Malekula I love you

2011-10-30T02:57:00.000+01:00

Today I have a new family in Norsup and Pinalum.

After one week in Santo I took a flight to Malekula Norsup. A small plane of 25 sits. I arrived in the tiny airport. Terminal doesn't really steel exist...

I was looking for a place to sleep when people proposed me there help. Finally they dropped me to the tourism office. I can't afford my stupor when the kiwi guy told me the different prices of activities ... So he oriented me to the Nabelche hostel.
So I checked in fast... And decided to walk until the ocean.

I asked to the habitant of the village if I could walk thru the habitation until the beach... And I met the old men. We discussed a long time...

During the night, the owner of Nabelche came to me and proposed me to participate to a celebration the following day. I did not really understood the meaning of it but I accepted his proposition. I was shy and o afraid of disturbing people..

We woke up at 6 and she gave me a nap as a gift for the chief of the family. I was invited to fiancailles...

We walked early in the morning to the house of the family chief. I gave the present and he announced me that Jackson my brother wants a fiancee... I have also the whole new family. The chief is my father, my mother is the responsible of my guesthouse.

We took the truck to the family of the future fiancee of Jackson my brother. In the truck I met Jack my grand father. He leaves on another island close to Malekula.

Arrived to the village, we had to wait in one place above until the celebration. Wait was long cause of the truck. Also for my family.

At one o clock, the celebration started. My family gave presents to the family of the future wife and a non substantial amount. The wedding will be after the gift of another non substantial and eight times bigger amount.

I didn't see traditional dance. I didn't see traditional costumes. But the small and tiny ceremony with the two families separated before the unification.

We ate all together on the floor a big traditional plate with our hands. Then I went with the mens to seat in front of the sea. We started a long discussion and Arnold, a future guide invited me to visit the biggest village and some other places. I discovered their way of life. I saw where they circumcise the ten years old children and where they keep them away one month from the mother in case of they die. Arnold told me about his dreams. How he would like traveling around the world. But a simple passport is already hundred dollars. They show me the school but explained me also that it s expansive and that only a few children can go. I saw the houses of my family. The house Arnold is building for him. They don t need for money to eat. We took fruits in the trees. My mother offered me some nuts and water by waiting for the lunch...

After that walk I went back with mens. I drunk kava. We sat and talked about the die of Ben laden, the origin of men and universe, the lost of traditions.

The truck arrived and I left with my family. Neither my family, neither habitants of Pinalum ask me for money. They thanked me cause I cam. I thanked them billion to be one of them. They just asked me to come back. I swear.

Ps: I dedicate this post to my friend Nico who left the Tuamutu island with sadness, Emilie and Vincent that will leave at list one year in Australes and I hope live hundred times this.

Auckland

2011-10-23T13:48:00.001+02:00

Long time since my last text. Lost in Tahiti, that s probably why. I spent my time piloting planes above the island, and the fue attacked me like plainty of peoples in the island. Time goes slow .. But you don t see it passing .. Fue is in the air. Hard to left, but I left!

I found a flight pass. Papeete, Auckland, Sydney, Singapour, Paris.

So a couple of days in Auckland. I know, France is on finale (today we lost in a beautiful game). But it s late and there is no more flight to leave Auckland after finale. 2 days in Auckland, it s fair enough. Enough to encounter Christian Califano, enough to take ferry with Wales team, enough to watch the game Australie Wales on the rugby center, enough to visit the city.

Well, I hade good time in Auckland. I saw the amazing city of Auckland. I enjoyed the spectacular sympathy of kiwi. Thanks NZ.

Now I am in Vanuatu ... Now I get less far away from France... I just remember I should work again in France. But I gat more motivation. More motivation to live differently and continue to discover our complicate and ambiguous world.

French Polynesia PICS

2011-09-18T03:48:00.001+02:00

Isla de Pascua Pics

2011-09-16T23:36:00.002+02:00

CHILI PICS

2011-09-10T23:17:00.002+02:00

Bolivia pics

2011-08-16T20:15:00.001+02:00

Punk en Santiago

2011-08-14T18:52:00.000+02:00

Uyuni Salar

2011-08-14T02:33:00.002+02:00

La Paz

2011-08-14T02:16:00.000+02:00

After a huge road and a ferry, I arrived in La Paz. The Highest capitale of the world.... take it easy (cause of the altitude), no I don t care. Just Do it....and enjoy the estudiant party in the street..

Copacabana and Isla del Sol

2011-08-05T03:22:00.000+02:00

Such a surprise!

A waited Bolivia as a no mans land... Bolivia is just the place to be. Yes Bolivia is a touristic destination. Yes, I love Bolivia. Yes it is full of argentinans ans chilians. But here there is style! Good italian restaurants, good clubs, and jazz bars ..

So Copacabana is a place to be. With everything included an ATM. You can board to the Isla Del Sol on the lake Titikaka. There everything is magic. The shame is just the locals who think that you should pay the same price as in Europe. It is funny to negociate and sometimes i fel in a trap, especially when you should take a boat to go back to the main land. But it is a nice place to see now!

Day trip to Puno and the Floating Island

2011-08-03T16:43:00.001+02:00

Last day in Peru. After a crazy night in Cuzco with my Quito s Friends (we all don t remember the end of the night and I really think that we where drugged, so take care of your glass), I board in a night bus to Puno.

5 O clock in Puno, i met directly a tour operator to go to the floating island! I slept in his office until 6:30 and I go to Puno to visit the city before going to the islands...

9 O clock after having visiting Puno (clearly without any interest), I wait for the tour operator bus in front of the cathedral. I don t like day trip via a tour operator but sometimes you don t have any choice. To visit the floating island, this is the case.

So, we took the boat destination, 2 islands. The island are managed by family. Each family gate his own island. This is the tradition, but i am not sure that this is steel the case. Well we saw a Disneyland "mascarade", but by the way the speech about how to build an island was really interesting. Then we had to bought handicraft and then to pay to go on the second island with a traditional boat. The second island was only shops, and restaurants with an ATM and a phone.

We go back and from the bus terminal I took a bus to Bolivia....

The islands where really interesting even if everything is fake .... But please Mister manager of tourism in Puno: Avoid the final song in French, English, German, Spanish, Russian, Portuguese ... and especially the "Hasta la vista Baby" .... It is ridiculous and it dishonored the "habitants" of the islands!

Cuzco, Machu Picchu .. and so on

2011-07-31T22:25:00.001+02:00

Well... I think that I saw tourism in Peru. Wrong. I discover the sumum of tourism in Cuzco and especially in Machu Picchu.

First I came briefly in Cuzco to prepare my trip to Machu.... Here, it s a nice city but it s hard to feel the sence of the real life. So impacient to see the Machu (or to leave Peru and the touristic places?) i reach directly Santa Maria by Bus, then Santa Theresa and the hydro electric central by taxi and I walk 3 hours with my backpack to Aguas Caliente. This way is the cheapest way for lazy boys (you can also take the gringo train, or the gringo trail but a local train with local... it is forbidden?). So In Aguas Caliente, I tried to buy my ticket to Machu, but it is not so easy. 3 days ago new rules happen. Now There is a limitation of visit by day... So officially I can t visit Macchu before 3 or 4 days .. and I have to wake up at 4 O Clock to buy my ticket. Hopfully, cause of the demonstration of travel agencies the day before, I was autorised to enter in the Macchu the day i bought my ticket even if my ticket is valid for 2 days after....

So "Vimos el Machu". Nice treks to reach the summit of the real Machu montain.. and nice visit in the ruins. It is really impressive. But the magie was broken by the number of tourism, the city of Aguas Caliente, the lake of authenticity of peoples. Do we really anderstand the spirituallity of Macchu and
the work of Inckas in this business area? Why the Peruvian governement gived the gerance of Machu to a Chilian company? I ll may come back in low saison... But I enjoyed other ruins around Cuzco...