When I left Canada, I had one almost unavoidable thing in mind. "Almost" because we shouldn't be disappointed if plans change and life gives us other opportunities. This unavoidable was the Hạ Long Bay. credit: sites.google.com/site/daytourscruisesinhalongbay/halong-bay-map Hạ Long Bay is the center of a larger area that includes Bái Tử Long Bay to the north and Lan Ha Bay to the south. So I have to choose. I dig to try to determine where I would find the shoe that suits me,

Today, I leave Nha Trang and head towards Đà Lạt. To get there, I take a mountain road full of switchbacks and hairpin bends. I go up, I turn, I go up,... and I stop for a short break. It's because this road requires a lot of attention, energy, not to mention the adrenaline rush when a huge truck honks as it overtakes me in a curve. They have all kinds of horns, sounds that I had never heard in Canada but, with one thing in common, they are powerful. We taste a long thanh (dr

Spatio-thermal vortex: Expression invented point-blank to define my incomprehension in front of the jolts of Mother Nature. Today I go to Nha Trang. The temperature is uncertain but nothing stops me. Very close to Quy Nhon, where I spent the night, there are towers. Said like that, there is nothing to get excited about except that these towers were built almost 1000 years ago by the Cham people and they still stand tall and proud. To get there, I must conquer a sloping path p

I've been in Hội An for almost two weeks. At first, it was bad weather that kept me there, I didn't feel like riding my motorbike in the sleet and Hội An is beautiful even when it's raining. It was when the sun came out, or rather when it stopped raining, that it amazed me because it is magnificent even at night with its thousands of lanterns and its lovers' rowboats that populate the Thu Bồn River. In the evening, a multitude of kiosks set up for us to discover the culinary

I have been in Hội An for a few days but the persistent rain kept me in town. Today it is beautiful weather. So I jump on my motorbike and head west. Why the West? Well, to get away from the cities and get closer to nature. In addition, Tigit , my motorbike rental company, proposes a loop in the mountains which he says is a must for motorcyclists and whose route is much longer and much more beautiful than the famous "Hai Van Pass" that I did last week. 1h30 after a quiet depa

I have a small fixation. Oh, it's very small except... it's an important point for me when choosing a destination. Come on, I confess everything to you... I like clean toilets. In the past I have heard horror stories about certain Asian countries and how clean their toilets are. These countries have been ipso facto crossed off the possible list of places I will visit one day. So, obviously, I had some doubts about Vietnam. My initial research having sufficiently reassured me,

After a short one-night stop in Huế, I leave. Huế is a very, too, touristy city for me. Beggars, insistent sellers of bling-blings, hordes of tourists... you will understand that despite all the beauty that the city has to offer, I only stayed there for one day. So I head to Hội An. To get there, I have to go through the Hải Vân mountain pass. Wow... La Mauricie National Park times 1000. I would have liked to shoot a nice little video and take nice little photos, but I chose

🎶 Water has gone under bridges, clouds have gone... Since my departure from Tam Cốc, I have seen many beautiful places, starting with the mountains between Tam Cốc and Phong Nha. Very pretty mountains, except that it's raining...incessantly, an insistent drizzle. At some point, enough is enough. At the announcement of an inn in Thanh Chương, we give a turn of the handlebars and we find ourselves on the edge of a lake created by a hydroelectric dam, surrounded by tea fields.

In Vietnam we eat... a lot. Vietnamese are greedy people who appreciate good food. Each dish has its side dishes. Spicy fish sauce, hot chili sauce, sour green kumquat, garlic and vinegar, and finally scorching bird's eye chili. Phở, Vietnamese soup served for breakfast. It can be beef (Phở bo), chicken (Phở gà) or even egg Bánh gối, soft fried pastry filled with noodles and mushrooms. Bánh cuốn, pancake made from rice flour, rolled up and filled, mainly with minced pork and

It is now five days since I arrived in Vietnam and today is the big departure. In five days I had time to -Overcome the fatigue of a 30-hour trip -Recover from a 12 hour jet lag -Learn to walk the streets of Hanoi through motorized wildlife -Rent a motorbike for the next three months This morning, I leave Hanoi and go to Tam Cốc and... it worries me. All the reviews I've read, the bloggers I've listened to, the backpackers I've met since my arrival, have warned me. Be careful

I walk around the city and I move very slowly. Everything attracts my eye, my nose my ears, my taste, my intellect. I start with breakfast. A black coffee and a phô (soup) not without tasting my companion’s cà phê trứng (egg coffee). Hot, sweet, delicious. Then, walk in the colonial city and in the district of the 36 corporations . There are always prejudices when approaching a new country. So here are my first impressions. -Hanoi is surprisingly clean for such a big city. -

After my adventure to leave Quebec, I find myself with the rich of this world. I'm in business class. I searched the internets and the Newark-Tokyo flight, in Business, costs a little over $10,000…one way. Except that luck runs after me. 24 hours before departure, I receive an email offering me an upgrade for less than 10th of the price. I jump at the chance. So, I find myself at the front of the plane in an electric Lazyboy that turns into a bed with all the little things po

There is a turmoil, in my head, in my heart, on the plane. The day starts well. My luggage and I are ready for the big adventure. I receive a text message informing me of a delay for my 1st flight. Never mind… I still call the taxi and I will wait a little longer at the airport. The driver is super nice and we chat along the way. He is interested in our beautiful project and I leave him by giving him the URL of my blog. When entering the airport, things get tougher. There are

On my first ride two years ago, I didn't have motorcycle panniers. So, I had contented myself with the bag of my motorcycle cover and… it had been quite correct. However, the longer the duration of my hikes, the more my need for additional space grew. So I bought two beautiful saddlebags from Juliette. They were very practical, but not waterproof. When Juliette reoriented her career and decided to become a teacher in a motorcycle school, I found myself with Romeo, a beautiful

Chào mừng bạn đến Viet Nam - Welcome to Vietnam Halong Bay, credit: Lonely Planet I have changed a lot over the past three years, to the point where I no longer recognize myself. I was a woman unaware of her strengths, of her abilities. I was often afraid and… afraid of being afraid. Two men helped me to walk and explore all the possibilities offered by life. The first, my son, has faith in me, in my ability to overcome obstacles. He encourages me to explore new avenues, try