Un camion typique, garé au bord de la route dans l'état du Jammu.
Depuis la partition entre l'Inde et le Pakistan en 1947, le Cachemire est coupé en deux : une partie est administrée par le Pakistan, l'autre par l'Inde, mais de nombreux Cachemiris souhaitaient...
A typical Truck, parked aside the road in Jammu.
Since the partition between India and Pakistan in 1947, Kashmir is cut in half: one part is administrated by Pakistan, the other one by India, but many Kashmiris wished to be independant. In the beginning...
Quand le train est arrivé en gare à Delhi, j'ai pris le métro et me suis dirigé vers Qtub Minar. Pendant mon séjour au Rajasthan, j'avais régulièrement eu Vicky au téléphone et il avait beaucoup insisté: il voulait que je reste chez lui, avec sa famille,...
When the train arrived at the station, i took the subway and headed to Qtub Minar. While my stay in Rajasthan, i had regularily Vicky on the phone, and he had insisted a lot: he wanted me to stay at his home, with his family, this time... Arrived at the...
11:05 p.m., the aircraft lands at the Indira Gandhi Airport, New Delhi. After passing through customs and the various formalities, I buy, in the hall of the terminal, a sim card from a local operator, and call my contact. I had contacted Nittin and Savita...
Half aslept, my face leaning on the window of the bus, I watch at the jungle-covered mountains, still sleeping, at dawn, under a light cloudy coat. I look for the crests of the roofs, which in some places, break through the canopy: after a good ten hours...
When i arrived in Haridwar, i took a rickshaw at the bus station and asked him to take me to the ghats*. A few minutes later, he stopped in front of a small hotel i had indicated him. There, i dropped my bag and settled for a few days before heading to...
I have always been attracted by Nepal. Since my teenage and the first images i've see of its landscapes, its people and their beautiful culture. As i was in India, and had enough free-time, it was obvious that I would plan to go there ... Back in New...
Lying on the seat in the compartment, I look at the moon and stars, high in the sky between the mountains around. There is no greater feeling of freedom, to me, than travelling through the countryside on a train, bus or else, to a destination one does...
Midnight. Time to get up. After a quick snack, we piled into the 4X4. The streets of Banyuwangi are deserted at that hour of the night, and the driver is going fast. Through the rice fields, the jungle, under the rain. The road winds and climbs into the...