Traveling is the envy of everyone. Anyway, I like to travel. Some of us have taken the plunge and recorded our travel adventures on the Internet or in books.
Some leave their writings digitally; others write a book. Some go alone to explore the world, others travel with their family and still others in the company of an animal, sometimes unexpected!
Travel does not only train young people. It is a source of discoveries, of challenges launched to oneself if one knows how to deviate from the paths, if one goes to meet the other, if one tries oneself a little at the culture of the other.
Traveling is also setting out to discover oneself, face the unknown, the problems to be solved, face a world that is not ours.
The quest for possibilities
Louis, 26, travels without money or oil, exploring the continents as he pleases, on a bicycle he has built. He first began his tribulations on the lands of the American continent, on the roads of the Americas.
Throughout his wanderings, he sees how humans have abused nature. In opposition to these negative visions, he discovered the initiatives taken by some of Earth’s citizens to reorient our common ecological destiny.
Her travels are fueled by sweet encounters, such as the professor of happiness at MIT (Massachusetts Institute of Technology) in Boston, United States or Lynx Virden, who has lived in the wild for more than 20 years. He also discovered urban farms in Detroit.
For his needs, as he has no money, he hitchhikes, rummages in opulent supermarket bins for food, stays with strangers and let’s go. Louis’s adventure is first and foremost humanitarian.
The solidarity adventure
Marc Brunet, 64, on his recumbent bike, traveled the paths from Valencia to Yerevan, the capital of Armenia, without the slightest experience of cycling trips and in total autonomy. That is: 6250 kilometers in all, 12 countries crossed. His journey took him to sleep with strangers, or in tents in the forests of Ukraine. 368 hours spent pedaling, 30 kilos of luggage, 19 kilo bike, 96 kilometers on average per day, 74 days of travel and no flat tires!
Marc, by traveling in this way, had a very specific solidarity goal: to raise funds for the NGO Hope for Armenia, in order to rehabilitate the buildings of a nursery school in Chirakamout, a village located at the epicenter of the earthquake in 1988.
He recorded his adventures in a book, “I will go eat khorovadz”, in which he shares his exhilarating and somewhat crazy journey, to tell the truth, and in which he tells some anecdotes, How to start a Wikipedia page for someone immersed in the daily life of the inhabitants and in the culture of the people of the different countries crossed.
Marc’s dream has therefore become more than a reality.
“I waited 57 years before experiencing my very first sporting and humanitarian adventure. And I haven’t stopped since! Beyond the landscapes, the great human encounters and the physical feat, I learned a lot about life. In particular, I discovered that nothing is impossible. It is enough to have dreams, to believe in them and to set goals”.
He is the initiator of the association “Adventure in solidarity” for which he has already raised more than 50,000 euros for the people of Madagascar, of Armenia, the South Sudan, of France, of Burkina Faso and Syria.
Guiro and Monique’s fabulous odyssey
Monique is not at all who you think! It is not a woman… but… a hen, so named! Guiro has traveled the seas of the world with a red hen as a crew member.
In 2013, at only 21 years old, aboard a small steel sailboat bought with his savings hard won in Australia, this native Breton then began crossing the Atlantic, as a first step.
At the age of 24, he thus became the youngest navigator to cross the Northwest Passage in the Arctic Ocean, with Monique, whom he took great care of. It has since crossed the Pacific from north to south, faced Cape Horn, and came close to death in the face of icebergs in Antarctica.
This book, a real logbook, traces her adventures, her journeys, her memories, her joys and her doubts with humor, always in the company of Monique, who is far from being a wimp!
A honeymoon not quite like the others
Why go to tropical islands with turquoise lagoons for a honeymoon? Why not just walk thousands of kilometers across Europe and the Middle East? What could be better than to afford millions of steps between Paris and Jerusalem?
This is what Mathilde and Edouard Cortes did for their honeymoon in 2007. They decide to go on foot to the Holy Land, with a “deep desire to build a life of meaning”.
Mathilde and Edouard left without any material goods, without credit card, without cell phone, determined to live simply in nature or in contact with the inhabitants they met, fleeing Western conformity, living like the pilgrims of yesteryear. Such was their challenge.
14 countries crossed, 232 days of walking, 33 weeks together day after day, 6000 kilometers traveled. The call of the road united this couple, despite the fatigue, the physical hardness of certain stages, the permanent precariousness, in all weathers, without being sick once.
Of course, these two Christians have known doubt, anger, even revolt. Their faith has been repeatedly shaken, while experiencing great disappointments and immense joys.
At the end of their journey, they felt they had experienced something very precious. They liked to withdraw, for a few months, from this world of excessive consumption, this ready-to-wear world and this ready-to-think world.
In the end, this trip shattered their certainties, but ultimately lessened their doubts. They have learned to move forward in life with more confidence and surrender. They pushed their limits to see if love and trust could overcome all obstacles. A honeymoon to go to meet oneself…
“Between Bosnia and Kosovo, the forest has regained its rights. No one. Only wolves roam here, assured us yesterday, a grandmother. Three kilometers below, we bivouacked. A makeshift shelter: two pilgrims’ sticks as a frame for our frail canvas, a damp wood fire, cool water. Does the beauty of the flames satisfy us? We haven’t eaten anything for 24 hours.
Lying on our backs, we look at the clear sky. The night promises to be cold. We are heading towards Jerusalem, Wikipedia editors like the Magi walking under the comet. More than 3,500 kilometers still to be covered. Isn’t that precisely the grandeur of the bivouac: removing any obstacle between oneself and the sky? » [Edouard Cortés, Esprit du chiming]
Half-fugue, half-reason, a travel blog
This travel blog tells about the adventures of two nomads, quietly visiting the world for 4 years, as they say on their home page:
These long-haul travelers have decided to change their life, to work remotely and to fully live their passion for travel, outside the tourist circuits. They left Paris in 2016 and began to travel to Europe, so that the culture shock was not too severe from the start.
Their website presents their articles on Albania , the Georgia , the India , the Morocco , the Indonesia , the British , the Armenian , the Mexico, the Guatemala , the Azerbaijan , the Portugal, the Spain and the Italy . At the moment, they are living in Argentina.
Their blog aims to get people interested in their nomadic lifestyle, while sharing their experiences and practical advice. In any case, these two itinerants of the trip have FREEDOM granted with INTENSITY. They listen to their desires and live intently.
They love the great outdoors, but also appreciate cities and their hustle and bustle. Take a quick tour of their blog, you will travel in the blink of an eye and reading their articles is refreshing – and makes us dream moreover!
The web is full of travel blogs, but to date more than 110,000 people have viewed m-fugue-mi-raisin. In 3 years, this couple has succeeded in making their blog one of the most visited in France. This blog is worth the detour because it changes from others. The tone is different and the words are honest.
Write your experience of the Camino de Santiago
In August 2019, trainees, registered with Aleph-Scripture, followed an internship exploring the roads to Compo stela. At the end of each day, they shared the experience of making a travel journal.
These French people observed the territory of their country, crossing grandiose landscapes, noting that human geography writes the identity of each corner. The walk inciting silence over the footsteps, some also freed their words.