I am finally entering Thailand and Laos, the last few hundred kilometres before the border of China. Every day now I can feel myself getting closer to the Land of my Destination. It’s hard to describe that feeling, I get flashbacks of my entire one-year journey as I’m approaching it. I still don’t know what’s ahead, but definetly feeling a … Read More
I really didn’t know what to expect as I made my way into Hongphoi, a small village of notorious headhunters in North-East India. The adrenaline was surging in my blood as I got closer to the bamboo houses. Some villagers greeted me from afar with enthusiasm, raising their straight sickles in the air. In those remote mountains of Nagaland close to the Indian border with Myanmar, I noticed the change in people’s ethnicity and the thinning of people’s eyes.
As I walked into the village, I found the village’s Morung, a large war-ceremony building on top of a hill with a carved monolith. Two young men soon came towards me and offered to show me around. I was relieved to have found a point of entry to that yet unknown and mysterious tribe. They immediately called the village elders to come and greet me. That’s when I saw them: two of the few remaining legendary headhunters. … Read More
The possibility of traveling from France to China wasn’t served to me on a plate. I had to make sacrifices – I had to give up stability, proximity with my friends and family, my job, and the relationship with the woman I loved. None of this was easy and in a way, those sacrifices still affect me today. That’s not to belittle the privileges that have allowed me to even start, such as being born in the western world. My point is that if we want to follow our inner calling, we have to expect resistance. The problem is, like Nietzsche said, “‘we fear our higher self, because when it speaks, it speaks demandingly”.
In this bicycle trip I often feel like an explorer clearing my way with a machete through a thick uncharted jungle. There’s always a snake lurking somewhere – be it a thief, a storm while sleeping outside, or unknown cultural taboos. But the hardest is to be far away from any kind of home base or support network.
Yet despite all this, I am having the best time of my life. I feel that behind the passing clouds, the stars ars aligned. Because I know that … Read More
Back in March, some two friends – Joon and Lucia, whom im met in San Francisco – came to join me to cycle from Agra to Kathmandu ! Click below to see the pictures from the border with Pakistan to Nepal. They were taken between January 16 and March 18, 2018. The places featured in this gallery are : Wahga … Read More