Let’s talk more about WWOOFing!
The first time I WWOOFed was when I left to Japan and Korea for three months. Alright, but what is WWOOFing actually? Yeah, what is that?! Why two ‘w’ in a word? Because it’s an acronym, which stands for “World Wide Opportunities on Organic Farms”, which began in the UK some 50 years ago (1971). The name changed numerous times, and for a good reason to my opinion. The first version was ‘Willing Workers on Organic Farms’… Something sounds a bit fishy, I think. Anyway, WWOOFing is mostly to work in farms (among other things, like hotels, animal station, shops, restaurants, animal rescue center but I suppose we can find mostly farm jobs) and in…
A story of mine on the French national radio?
The story I still travel with.. For those who know me very well know that I am pretty much obsessed with the French radio ‘France Inter‘. When I come back to a more sedentary life, back to the post office, that radio follows me everyday. For the summer, Elodie Font was hosting a radio podcast called ‘Chacun sa route‘ about any kind of travel (spiritual, ecological etc.), which I was listening happily every day. If there is a thing I want to share, for sure my trips are one of them (isn’t that blog a proof?). So I sent an email to Elodie. She quickly replied and we organised a small audio story. The pitch was…
Vietnam
The next destination won’t disappoint. That’s plainly impossible, according to the fellow backpackers I meet alongside the road, particularly around South East Asia. And to be honest, it did not disappoint, indeed. One question I often get asked is ‘what’s your favourite country?’. I mean, I’ve only been to Asia and Australia so far (and some countries in Europe), so my spectrum is not so wide. While I don’t really like this question myself and don’t ask it, people will say it anyway. Vietnam is most often the incontestable winner on all grounds, whether food or landscapes (maybe not so much people, but that is apparently not so important for the people I meet). Even…
Red Devil on Fire
I wrote this article a long time ago, and it was a pure translation of my article in French. It was also my first article written in English and I really didn’t like it. First of all, it was way too short for everything we did there, and while I was explaining in length the job, I barely mentioned the road trip Dante and I did, yet, it is the main thing I remember now. So, what’s that about the Red Devil on Fire? Hell? Hell no! I present to you: cherry-picking (red, got it? sounds pastoral, doesn’t it?) in Tasmania (the devil we did not see) during the bush-fires season. Cherry-picking experience in New…
