Today we left Mardin, Southeastern Turkey, to go further East. By bus, we reached the shores of Lake Van. Around us, wild landscapes and simple lives. We shall cross the iranian border tomorrow or thursday.

Today we left Mardin, Southeastern Turkey, to go further East. By bus, we reached the shores of Lake Van. Around us, wild landscapes and simple lives. We shall cross the iranian border tomorrow or thursday.
Entre ciel et sous-sol Pays des beaux chevaux (traduction de “Cappadoce”), cette région aux milles cheminées, à faire palir Euseigne en Valais, offre une vision époustouflante du paysage anatolien. Vers 1200 avant JC, cette terre fut le berceau de la … Continue reading
Back to the roots. This large city (4.5 mio inhabitants) not only was a stepping stone on the Silk Road at the time, but it is also home to some of my roots. With Baba (my grand-father) as an invaluable … Continue reading
In the light mist of a Sunday morning in Sierre, Valais, we left quietly. Only the size of our backpacks betraying that we might be gone for quite some time. By the window, those mountains which didn’t move an once … Continue reading