Since we’re all being asked to stay home, I wanted to bring up that subject that had been kind of haunting me for a few years now. What’s home? In English, there’s a distinction between “house” and “home”. …

A STORY OF ÇÄKÇÄK, LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT IN KYOTO AND THE GOD YUE LAO’S MAILBOX (Lis moi en Français, bébé !) It was looking good though. The idea germinated when I first read Sylvain Tesson’s book The Consolations of the Forest, in which he wrote about his isolation in a little cabin on the edge of the Baïkal Lake in Siberia. Then, in 2016, as…

Before anything else, there’s the taste of sand. El gusto de la arena, in Spanish. Even though I’m sitting in front of my breakfast, my tea getting cold, my feet all so curled up, freezing, on the tiled floor, that’s the taste of sand coming back before anything else when…

The past weeks I was looking for a room to rent and was visiting apartments all around the city. Not that I was planning on settling down in the city where I grew up, but they say you have to start somewhere. So here I was on a gloomy Sunday…

“Ākokay!” This is how you’ll be welcomed in Lanyu 蘭嶼 also known as Orchid Island in English and Ponso No Tao Ākokay!”(“Island of the people”) in the local language. …

This a noodle love story. Since I’m in Taiwan, I’m already living a quite intense love story with the local food. Everything is so tasty, exotic, new. …

He’s taking me on his motorbike to show me the city. I’m getting kicked in the face by Ho Chi Minh City. When I first arrive in a new country, there’s always at least a little bit of cultural shock. I’m trying to grab the meaning, the direction, the movement…

Thursday. It’s 5 A.M at KIX airport. I can’t sleep, I’m too excited, I’m still haunted. My heart is still heavy with big surprises that I’m nowhere near ready to leave behind. Would I ever be? I’ve always been a bit slow on the uptake. (Lis cet article en Français…

(Lis cet article en Français, bébé!) While travelling, you often get some random acts of kindness. Maybe because you’re more up to it, more open to it, and also more dependent on it. Here, I would like to share some of those encounters with strangers, some of those random acts…