Impossible to be in Ubud and not think about Elizabeth Gilbert, the writer of the best seller and autobiographic novel “Eat, Pray, Love”. Continue reading
Tag: Asia
Secret temple
I like taking the little roads when I visit a place but you never know if there will be a treasure at the end of the alley or if you’ll find the dump of the city. A nice and sunny path in the rice fields can turn into a muddy grey road. That’s when you regret to have come so far because you think you’ll never find your way back on time before sunset or because you feel that this dude working on the field is looking at you in a strange way.
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Tanah Lot
Old Man’s + Pretty Poison = Terrible Hangover.
But eh. You are travelling, you are still young and you have a new mate. So you wake up, drink a lot of water and you shake the fog around to feel better and do something with your life. Actually, you don’t shake it too much, your liver will never forgive you too much energy right now.
Teenagers of Bromo: Rock’n’roll and traditions
In the end, the only landscapes I saw of Java was when I arrived by plane and behind the mini van’s window who drove me from Jogja to Bromo and from Bromo to Ijen. I don’t feel like I’ve been able to experience the real countryside lifestyle but when we came back from the first hike of the tour, I start speaking with the guys working at the hotel we were staying at.
Three months anniversary
Yogyakarta is different than any other city I visited in Java. The colors on the walls, the nice smell coming from every warung (these kind of small restaurants opened on the street where you can serve yourself succulent Nasi Goreng for few bills), the noise of the busy traffic, the smily people, the chicken on the road…
Yogyakarta. Well, you can call me Jogja…
If you are a bit into street art, or just interested by how a country like Indonesia (and particularly Java) see graffiti and painted walls, I would suggest you to have a look on what’s going on in Yogyakarta.
Little mermaid from Mongolia
It took me twenty minutes to guess that Vento was from Mongolia. If I’ve learned something during my trip is that you always can be surprised by the nationality of people. An accent or the color of the skin, the shape of the face or the way people dress themself up doesn’t mean anything and most of the time travelers have influences from everywhere.
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Singapore airport
I’m not proud about it, but I nearly miss my correspondent flight in Singapore Airport because I was too busy exploring the different corners of this amazing place.
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Being high under the water in Koh Tao
It’s the start of the monsoon in South Thailand and the heavy stormy afternoon are slowly replacing the nice sunny one.
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Lady Boy
Oh Dear Lady Boy…
You are beautiful.
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The Wanderlust Queens Project 