Travelling Journals

What happens along the way
As pathfinders, we record the journey in the journal of experiences






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Riding along the roads of South America

Those who live on the street know what the giant leap is. And Roosevelt, who today has a first name but also a last name, did it twice.
Every day, we start again. The journey is long. But after the first few meetings, the heart is already a little heavier.
I was raised with a lot of certainty and a few values ... then I started to travel
Faces of men and women marked by time, by the living eyes you must glimpse between the furrows of rough skin
Like a mirage in the desert, a long, messy expanse of little ones and crosses and fluff, where life and death bark alike.
Through Uruguay, Argentina, Bolivia and Chile to document and support those who dedicate their lives to others.

Sailing up the Mekong to the Golden Triangle in Bokeo Province.

A third-class train takes us northward, where the Mekong forms the border between Laos and Thailand
In Luang Prabang, coffee production is linked to the well-being of the land and those who grow it

A journey through the territories washed by the seventh longest river in the world

Eventually, by trying to become 'unseen', perhaps, we might even find our own space to take up. The Mekong Notes started, directly from Bangkok.
At Khlong Toei, in the heart of Bangkok, Gabriele found another piece of that uncomfortable lightness he loves so much
Bangkok is a city on water and the canals of the Chao Phraya fill it like a beating heart in a fluid state.
... and how nice it is to discover that after all, the only effort worth expending is that of letting things happen, without fear of our inadequacy.
Sala Keoku is a garden populated by giant statues inspired by Buddhism and Hinduism, on the banks of the Mekong
In Thailand, just receiving a greeting puts you in the position of wanting to respond because Sawadee is not just a greeting

Discovering how a community is adapting to change

Thus begins the Jambiani Notes, our story from Zanzibar
Sean Williams has a mission: clean the world of plastic, one beach at a time
The story of a day spent at the Kikadini school, where feeling out of place never felt so good.
The Sponge Ladies guard a fundamental heritage for the development of the local community, and the preservation of the environment
Illegal dumping in Zanzibar, part of a forthcoming documentary on the environment
Shagala bagala (Swahili: everything is a mess). A consideration by Gabriele after three years away from Africa.

Travelling from the capital Phnom Penh to Mondulkiri, the land of elephants

To bring home a good job, it is essential to know the territory in which we are going to be working. Here a little history of Cambodia.
Kampong Cham has the largest community. They are the Cham and are of the Muslim faith, though with Hindu influences.
Kompong Luong is a town built on the waters of the Tonle Sap Lake, where every building floats, firmly founded on boats and rafts.
Kratie is a small town on the banks of the Mekong, along the road from Kompong Cham to Mondulkiri. Why stop here?
In the jungle that populates these remote mountains live the Bunong, an animist ethnic group that has lived in symbiosis with nature for over two thousand years.
During the monsoon season, the landscapes take on dreamlike dimensions, and the constant flat light puts a photographer to the test.
In Sen Monorom, Mondulkiri, coexistence between humans and elephants is not easy and is based on a precarious equilibrium.
The first day of the Cambodia journey: from the capital to the wilds of Mondulkiri, discovering a country and its people.

On the road from Santiago de Chile to La Paz, via Tierra del Fuego

Our task - as DooG Reporter - is to report on the women and men of MotoForPeace and what they will do in South America
The second round of DooG Reporter's Travel Log from South America. First stop: Valparaíso.
We are in Valparaíso, our starting point. We have arrived, and the road opens up before us.
One of the privileges of doing our job is to be able to tell the innermost thoughts of the people we meet.
On the fourth day of waiting, the motorbikes are being run in, and with each ignition, the noise of the engines stirs the spirits.
The first short clip on the road of the series is dedicated to the long mission of the non-profit organisation MotoForPeace in South America. We are in Valparaíso, Chile.
We are a team, which is why, as I was once told, 'always carry a pair of socks for your fellow traveller too'.
Look at the road. A motorway without barriers. Up to Port Montt, where we embark for Chaytén at night.
The second short clip on the road of the series is dedicated to the long mission of the non-profit organisation MotoForPeace in South America. We are in Chile.
1240 kilometres of dirt track and asphalt stretch through the clouds and crystal-clear waters of the Andes. This is the Carretera Austral.

Notes from the Holy City on the banks of the Ganges River

In Varanasi, there are innumerable ghats, or stairways leading to the waters of the Ganges.
More than a religion, Hinduism is a way of life, a philosophy that collects together the rules of Indian society.
The last part of Vinicio Fosser's journal is a full experience, lived from within, in the holy city of Varanasi, India.
The second part of Vinicio Fosser's journal is a full experience lived from the inside, in the sacred city of Varanasi, India.
The first part is from Vinicio Fosser's diary, a full experience, lived inside the sacred city of Varanasi, India.

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