Budapest, first part

“It’s all about the people you meet, isn’t it? Goodbye Mongolia.” 29.08 “I don’t even know where to start. A lot of intense and contradictory emotions went through me the last few days. I am exhausted, I am emotionally empty. I have lost a friend. Romantic love can hurt but we expect it to do

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Exploring the Gobi Desert

Hello! I am back after a few weeks of absence, sorry! Many things have happened since I left Mongolia, at the beginning of the month. I’ll tell you all about it soon. But first, I wanted to talk to you about my last days there. So, I go back to Ulaan-Bataar a few days later,

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Happy Birthday!

17.08.2015 “It’s my birthday in a few hours. I know, it doesn’t much in the end, but for me, it matters. It makes me emotional. I have to say also that the last hours have been full of twists and now, by a combination of circumstances, I have to leave for Budapest in ten days

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Horse trek in Mongolia

In the MS guesthouse of Khatgal, I have the incredible luck to meet two really great French couples. One of them lives in Sweden, the other has been travelling the world for 10 months. For the next few days, they have planned to separate because the women want to go horse riding, and the men

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Let’s go North

The Mongolian adventure continues! Returning from Terelj, we are left at the black market. They sell yurts there, it’s interesting to see their structure. With my chinese visa in the pocket, I am waiting for one thing only, to leave this city again. I thus decide to take a bus to Mörön, from where I

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Welcome to Mongolia

Finally, finally!!! I am in Mongolia… the bus journey that takes us there from Russia is already exceptional. My eyes glued to the window, I finally discover for myself those huge green plains of which I’ve heard so much about, all those horses everywhere, those yurts… I am only in the bus, and it is

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Ulan-Ude

I am now in Ulan-Ude, the very last of my Russian stops. I meet up with Atle, a Finnish guy I met in Irkutsk and who was nice enough to warn me that bus tickets for Mongolia were running out very fast. He even booked one for me (fortunately, because I left the day my

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Baïkal

My Life as a Duck – Charlie Winston Dans le train, après mon petit café matinal, je m’amuse à explorer les autres wagons, malgré mon genou défectueux. Je traverse bien cinq ou six « platzkart » de troisième classe, avant de débarquer dans les « koupe » de deuxième classe. C’est ennuyeux, il n’y a

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Krasnoïarsk

24.07 “Parfois, je me demande ce que je fous là. La noirceur me rattrape, je cherche du sens, je me sens un peu désemparée. Mais je relativise: je me suis sentie comme ça pendant des mois avant de partir, c’est normal que ça ressurgisse de temps en temps. Ça fait partie du processus. Je ne

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Siberian life lessons

20.07 “Those many hours spent in the train are favourable for introspection, it is thus naturally that I take my notebook out rather often. Today, I still have in mind the marking events of the day before. I left both of my accomplices of the hostel where I stayed in Kazan, a young woman from

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