The Hon Khoi salt flats in Vietnam

There are distant places that deserve a visit, not only for the beauty of the landscapes, but also for the warmth of the people and the sensations that the environment you are visiting can convey.
The Hon Khoi salt flats in central Vietnam are one of the must-see attractions near Nha Trang, the Vietnamese coastal city known for its long white beaches, crystal clear sea, luxury resorts and fascinating historical sites in the area.

The Hon Khoi salt flats are part of those rural areas that have remained intact over time, where the locals still work laboriously with the simple techniques of the past.
The Hon Khoi salt flats still produce more than 700,000 tons of salt a year today.
The sea water is pumped into the salt flats where the sun plays an important role.
The higher the lighting and the heat, the faster the water evaporation process and, consequently, the salt extraction process.
It is hard work, but for the inhabitants of the neighboring villages it is a source of income and pride.

Hoi Khoi salt fieds
Image by Quang Nguyen vinh from Pixabay

When to go

The Hoi Khoi salt flats are an attraction for tourists and travelers from all over the world.
Taking a picture here during the hours when the sun rises or sets can be a unique opportunity to take home or share the photo of the century!
It goes without saying that it is a truly instagrammable place.
The salt workers are kind and exquisite people.
Early mornings and evenings are the best times to avoid the heat and find the best colors for taking pictures.
The working hours are from 4.00 in the morning to 8.00 and in the afternoon from 15.30 to 18.00.
Avoid the hours around noon as it could be too hot.
In any case, bring a hat to protect yourself from the sun.

What to do and see in Nha Trang (in brief)

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If you have to come visit the Hon Khoi salt flats, it is probably because you have come to Nha Trang, the costal city with withe sand beaches and crystal sea water.
The first impact is to arrive in an ordinary city with many houses and skyscrapers, but white sand beaches among which Tran Phu, the main beach where the life of tourists in the city takes place, Long Beach, just outside the city, where you can enjoy shallow turquoise waters and local restaurants, or Doc Let, 60 km north, will captivate and conquer you.

Po Nagar Cham Towers

If you prefer culture and historical sites to beaches, Nha Trang certainly does not lack opportunities for the more “cultured” on the subject. The Po Nagar Cham Towers were built in the 8th century by the Cham people and are worth seeing.

As soon as you can visit the Nha Trang Cathedral, then go to the Long Song Pagoda, an impressive statue of the Buddha watching over the city from a hill, you will also find a Buddhist center with charming gardens and a relaxing atmosphere. It’s a little out of town, but it’s definitely worth it.

Long Son Pagoda Nha Trang
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The National Oceanographic Museum of Vietnam offers interesting exhibits on local marine life, including 20,000 live and preserved marine specimens. It has been open since 1922 and is involved in various research projects, such as captive breeding programs, conservation and regeneration of local coral reefs.

The 7 wonders of the ancient world: how they were and how they are today.

Once the Mediterranean basin was the scene of a history that changed the civilization of humanity forever. In a geographical area that was already beautiful for its views, what were for centuries the seven wonders of the ancient world were built. But what happened to these incredible historical sites and what are they like today?

Hanging gardens of Babylon

Hanging Gardens of Babylon
Hanging Gardens of Babylon- Image by Carla216 from Flickr


Hanging Gardens of Babylon today
Hanging Gardens of Babylon today- Image by David Stanley from Flickr

The Hanging Gardens of Babylon are probably the wonder of the ancient world which, to this day, is still shrouded in total mystery.
The theories about its original position are varied and even doubts about its real existence have arisen in the past about it.
It even seems that it was just a private building with a few terraces.
The fact that the Euphrates already passed at the point where they were placed in the imagination of the first historical reconstructions, even suggests that the Hanging Gardens of Babylon were not located in Babylon but in Nineveh.

The Colossus of Rhodes

The Colossus of Rhodes
The Colossus of Rhodes


Image by Manfred Richter from Pixabay

The history of the Colossus of Rhodes also has many variations and fascinating points. Its real position is not entirely certain, given that, according to some historians, the position of the statue could have been on one side rather than as the gateway to the port.
Its construction took place in 304 BC after Rhodes repulsed an invasion attempt by Demetrius I Poliorcete.
The statue, 32 meters high, was erected in honor of Elio, the patron god of the Rhodians. In 653 Rhodes was conquered by the Arabs and the statue was taken away in pieces.
It is said that it was resold in Syria and never found again. Over the years there have been various attempts at reconstruction, tenders and more, but, to date, the entrance to the port remains as you can see in the photo.

The great pyramid of Giza

The great piramid of Giza
Image by Ramon Perucho from Pixabay

Also known as the Pyramid of Cheops, the pyramid of Giza is the largest of the three pyramids of the homonymous necropolis.
This is undoubtedly the best-preserved wonder of the ancient world and the only one that is not in a state of ruin or lost forever.
The pyramid is made up of almost two and a half million blocks, measured almost 147 meters in height which over the centuries have been reduced to the current 139 meters and seems to have been built over a period of time between 15 and 30 years.

The ancient lighthouse of Alexandria

Ancient Alexandria Lighthouse
Image by Arthur Balitskii from Shutterstock

The ancient lighthouse of Alexandria is the wonder that has endured the longest over the centuries if we exclude the pyramid of Giza.
It was built in 305 BC by the new ruler Ptolemy I, part of an urban restructuring plan of the time and to make the navigation of the seas in the area safer.
The first earthquake in Crete, in 1303 and a subsequent one twenty years later, damaged it irreparably.
In 1968, UNESCO, during some underwater expeditions, found some remains of the lighthouse but subsequently abandoned further research.

The temple of Artemis in Ephesus

Artemis Temple
Image by Arthur Balitskii from Shutterstock


Artemis Temple ruin today
Image by Dennis Jarvis from Flickr

You can see it from the pictures above. Very little remains of the majestic temple of Artemis, if not its history. Located in Turkey, in Ephesus, the Temple of Artemis boasts a very long history. It seems that the area was already frequented by the Bronze Age, but the first two temples were built and rebuilt only between the 8th and 7th centuries BC. Between 580 and 560 BC a large temple was built in line with those present and subsequently the construction of a Greek temple in marble. The temple was burned in the July of 356 BC, rebuilt and destroyed by the invasion of the Goths in 263 AD. Its marbles were reused and in 401 AD it definitively fell into disrepair

Zeus statue in Olympia

Zeus statue in Olympia
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The statue of Zeus in Olympia measured about twelve meters in height and was made by the Greek sculptor Phidias in 432 BC.
The statue was to complete the temple of Zeus whose construction was completed around 456 BC.
The statue remained in the temple for 800 years then Caligula was the first to do everything possible to bring it to Rome.
Only in the fifth century, however, Lauso, a high Byzantine official managed to include the statue of Zeus in his collection of a palace in Constantinople which was later destroyed in a fire in 475.
…and with it also one of the 7 wonders of the ancient world …

Mausoleum of Halicarnassus

Mausoleum of Halicarnassus
Image by Multipedia from Shutterstock


Mausoleum of Halicarnassus today
Image by Shadowgate from Flickr

The Mausoleum of Halicarnassus was a tomb that Artemisia had built for her husband and brother Mausolus. It is located in Bodrum, once Halicarnassus and, destroyed by an earthquake, it preserves only a few ruins of what was one of the 7 wonders of the ancient world. It was built by Pitide and artists such as Briasside, Leochares, Timoteo and Skopas worked on it.

6 romantic places to visit for Valentine’s Day in Ireland

Valentine’s Day is not far off and, among the many advantages that green Ireland can boast, there is also that of having many romantic sceneries and landscapes where you can spend some time with your sweetheart.

couple at Giant causeway, Ireland
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This magical place in County Antrim – thanks to the uniqueness of its hexagonal stones that have made it famous all over the world – is one of the most photographed places on the island. Home to stories of myths and legends, it can also be a fantastic setting for a kiss, a cuddle and perhaps some romantic proposal …

Couple at Sunset on Cliffs of Moher

Without a doubt a unique, magical and unforgettable place to share a special kiss, make a proposal or even organize a wedding, there is nothing more suitable and extraordinary than Cliffs of Moher, in County Clare. You can’t go to Ireland without seeing this place! As one of Ireland’s most stunning natural attractions, the charm of this sight is timeless. The setting is magical at sunset and of course the photographs taken will be fantastic!

Love Lane Dublin
Fáilte Ireland Dublin City South

Share a romantic stroll along Dublin’s Love Lane, which connects Dame Street and Temple Bar, the cultural center of the city. Hand in hand with your love, to admire and immerse yourself in all the romantic quotes and works of art engraved on the wall. A precise moment to instagram and the perfect place to steal a kiss.

Couple at Titanic Belfast – Photo by Irish Tourism

Recreate the famous pose of Jack and Rose in the movie Titanic and take a selfie with your lover: at Titanic Belfast it’s possible! This place represents the greatest experience in the world for visitors to the Titanic. Afterwards, why not enjoy a tea and enjoy the beautiful replica of the Grand Staircase from the ship…

Finn Lough Bubble Dome
Finn Lough Bubble Dome- Image by Irish Tourism

Five-star resort in County Fermanagh’s Moors. With 180-degree transparent walls, the domes are equipped with custom-made canopy beds, comfortable armchairs, Nespresso machines, telescopes to admire the constellations. Maybe not for everyone but incredibly romantic!

More infos here:

Dromoland Castle
Dromoland Castle-Image by Irish Tourism

Bring your love to this fairytale castle in County Clare on Ireland’s Wild Atlantic Way. Dine under the chandeliers, admire the sweeping views of the Earl of Thomond restaurant, and sleep in a four-poster bed. Waking up in the lap of five-star luxury, its incredible hospitality, atmosphere and incredible countryside activities amidst the magical Irish atmosphere

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An unforgettable 70-day trip between Iceland and the Faroe Islands

A few years have passed since that endless journey between Iceland, the Faroe Islands and then down, passing from Scandinavia to Spain. But only today, on a cold December weekend, I started scanning some of those wonderful photos taken with the old reflex to tell about that wonderful adventure.

It was a hot summer (not so hot in Iceland) in 2004 and I embarked on a long journey around Europe with no return (meaning that I ended up living over a year in Ireland). With me, at least the first few days, there was a travel companion, Matteo, with whom I shared the first tour of the Icelandic Ring Road by bus. We spent the first night inside our uncomfortable and cold runway tents at Keflavik Airport, after landing late in the evening.

n distant memories I still have in mind a fisherman from Keflavik who told us about his boat and about Baldur, a deity of Norse mythology. We will carry the memory of both for days and days. At least until our arrival in Höfn, the day of the legendary football match

Höfn, Iceland: the football match

Höfn was the first clear example of the contrast between the apparent desolation of Icelandic villages and the strong group life that binds this people. If you walk among the houses of some Icelandic village it almost seems to live in deserted villages but, it often happens to find yourself in small parties, places where people gather or meet. Despite everything, Matteo and I were invited by a group of kids to a football match between complete strangers. And it wasn’t the only time someone made us sweat despite the cold … On my first Icelandic trip, I had the opportunity, among other things, to try a fabulous fish soup in a small restaurant in Höfn. Don’t ask me for the name. I could never remember. I just remember the cold outside and the heat of the boiling soup.

Excursion through the lava by bus

In our infamous journey through the immense Icelandic lava fields, I clearly remember Landmannalaugar, if only for the difficult pronunciation we encountered in the early days and also for the absurd cold we suffered in the tents after the storm that welcomed us among the magnificent canyons of the Icelandic valley crowded with tourists. So crowded that when we got the good idea of renting a bungalow for the night, they told us that they had all been booked since March! (plan accordingly)

Landmannalaugar, Iceland: a jeep crosses a stream

Equally frustrating but a little less spectacular from a landscape point of view was, a few days later, the night spent in Husavik. Matteo and I left for the usual walk around the village but, on our return, we found my tent completely destroyed. I don’t know how it could have happened. Maybe some kid playing soccer. The fact is that Matteo and I huddled for a couple of nights in his tent and, after a worthy Viking funeral at mine, we wandered among the caravans of Husavik’s free camping in search of the truth.

The impressive Icelandic landscape

At this point there were few common stages left. We would pass Dalvik, then return to Akureyri, Iceland’s second largest city, where I would buy a new tent. From there I would have traveled alone around the island, while Matteo would have embarked for a flight from Keflavik towards Norway.

Dalvik welcomed us with the usual free deserted camping and the muddy soccer match with the local kids. Pratically a football field with changing rooms adapted to a public bathroom in which there was only Matteo’s tent, a few kids playing football (with us) and the usual summer rain. An absurd cold did not leave us even in the showers, but he forgot about us when, in the evening, passing in front of a village gym, we met a group of boys intent on taking part in a private party.
Matteo had so many flaws, but the fact that he was able to get to know anyone and in any place did not displease me at all. There was even rumor that he was one of the few who had actually had sex on the legendary “hornet ship” (if the translation is correct), one of the ships of the Viking line steeped in legends and rumors that crosses the Northern seas.
But he never told me anything about it. And I didn’t ask him for anything. I preferred the myth of youth to remain so.

Anyway… We were walking around Dalvik and Matteo stopped to talk to this group of guys outside the gym.
He went out of his way to enter but, as you know, a private party is private for Icelanders. No it goes wrong. However, they brought out drinks and things to eat and talked to us all evening.
The next day we met some of them around…
and the welcome was almost better than the night before.
I have heard that Icelanders are like their volcanoes: cold and icy on the outside, but hot and “fiery” on the inside. In Dalvik I really had proof of this side of their character.

The championship final

top view photo of soccer field during day
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Back from Akureyri with my brand new and ultramodern tent, Matteo and I were getting ready to spend the last day together. It was a cold day in July 2004 and Greece were preparing to face the most famous Portugal in the final of the European Football Championships with very little hope of victory.
Matteo forced me to take a seat in a very crowded pub in Selfoss, where we would have witnessed the probable victory of Portugal.
In fact, Greece took home an inexplicable victory and we an exaggerated amount of Icelandic food and beer enough to get the 90 ‘.


Vik, Iceland: Me with the new tent in front of an Icelandic log cabin

I left Selfoss a couple of days later in the freezing rain. I was alone and eager to discover new corners of Iceland. In Vik I went back to the usual camping site and to the same wooden house where I had been a few years earlier.
The tent was soaked in rain and weighed heavily on my back from these first few weeks of travel. So I decided for a more solid roof while waiting for the tent to dry.
If during the first trip I was lucky enough to find the house all to myself, this time I shared it with a German family consisting of a mother, father and two daughters.
Needless to say, I spent the night in one of the two double beds with the father, while a little ‘everyone disposed of the birthday cake of one of the two daughters, to which they sang cheerful songs in German all evening..

After leaving Vik I stopped again in Akureyri, where I wanted to embark for Grimsey Island, the only point in Iceland from which the Arctic Circle passes. I’ve always had a soft spot for Akureyri: a tiny little girl of extraordinary beauty once approached me and held out her hand. She then she opened it and handed me a black pebble. I asked her what she was and with perfect English equal to that of a university student she explained that it was a piece of Icelandic lava and that she wanted to give it to me.
It’s really true. The heat of the Icelanders is like that of their volcanoes. Even when the lava turned cold.

The skuas

Image by Eduardo Ruiz from Pixabay

Grimsey was a nice surprise and a perfect destination for a day trip. A small harbor and a very colorful church (inside and out) make this small island a little out of this world special. However, Grimsey was also the second place in which I aspired to the infamous skuas, very aggressive arctic birds, accustomed to attacking anyone who dares approach their territory from above. At both Jokulsarlon and Grimsey you will be given sticks a meter or more in length to keep skuers away from “flying” above you. However, the same thing did not happen when I arrived in Bolungarvik, in the fjords of Westfjordur.
In Bolungarvik I was attacked by a rather “aggressive” group of skuas and, when my thin sweatshirt was going to shreds, a small family with an SUV came to my rescue. I saw myself throw open the back doors and heard shouting: “Come in, come on!”
But in the back seats there were two very small and very blond children that I was afraid of crushing when entering.
Eventually fear prevailed, I jumped in and that dark SUV and got to safety.

Bolungarvik, Iceland: Osvor Maritime Museum

Meanwhile, time passed and August was approaching with the imminent end of summer (which in Iceland coincides with the middle of this month more or less).
Once I explored Westfjordur and visited Ísafjörður, I would return south where I would stay among the lesser known villages on the island.
I stayed one night in Blönduós to admire the small church turning orange at nightfall and the next day I took a mail van driven by a nice Icelandic gentleman who didn’t speak a word of English.
My destination was Sauðárkrókur and I would stop here one night. It would be the last in the tent. The postal driver and I tried to communicate and understand each other in some way throughout the journey, until a few minutes from Sauðárkrókur he made me understand with his wide and varied gestures, that we should agree on the time and place of departure of the day after.
His was the only semi-tourist vehicle that traveled to and from that village and, if I hadn’t left with him, I would have risked spending the rest of my life in a small tent “parked” in the middle of a meadow..

Sauðárkrókur, Iceland: my tent under the Icelandic sun

Upon entering the village, the intrepid driver of the van thus began to look for his nephew who, he made me understand, spoke very good English. A tall, very confident blond boy poked his head out the window and in a few words told me that I would have to wait for his uncle the next day at 10.00 am at the same point where he was leaving me. In other words, at an approximate point in front of the free camping of Sauðárkrókur.

My penultimate stop was the tiny and unpronounceable village of Kirkjubæjarklaustur (if you repeat it several times then it gets into your head), where an excursion to Þórsmörk was waiting for me. It was the wettest, wettest, most torrential and flooded excursion of my life. But I saw things that only in Iceland and in no other country in the world could I have seen!

Þórsmörk, Iceland: A 4×4 bus crosses a swollen river

A tip: if you are not Icelandic, carefully avoid going into too “undriveable” areas just because you feel strong in your super Jeep. Were it not for an old Icelandic 4×4 bus (yes! The one in the photo above), now I would be talking about a jeep being pulled away by the river, rather than a brave Icelandic driver who pulled a group of tourists out of the raging river. terrified!

Wet but happy I could go to Seyðisfjörður, the colorful village where the Icelandic port of Norröna is based.
If you don’t know it, it’s the ship, or rather the huge multi-storey building, which travels between Denmark, the Faroe Islands and Iceland. I slept one night in a village school and the next day I embarked for the Faroe Islands. Iceland has so many tourists in relation to accommodation that, in peak season, some schools are used to accommodate travelers.
That evening, I arrived when the village was now sleepy and deserted. The local gas station vending machine was the only one that still had something to eat. I took a snack with the last few coins and walked between the houses in the village.
After a few minutes a car stopped and the driver asked me if I wanted a ride. I cannot hide that, if the girl of my dreams had happened, I would have stayed to live also in the North Pole but, after a short conversation and some attempt to speak with the few words of Icelandic that I had learned in these 60 days, we arrived in front of the school .
I thanked, got out of the car and understood (once again) that this journey had to continue. Starting with the crazy group of Italians who arrived late at night offering me all the good things to eat …

The Faroe Islands


Although we were now approaching September, the days I spent in the Faroe Islands were the prelude to summer. A phase of high pressure with splendid and warm days (for the area to be clear!) Invaded the islets in those days. I had booked a bed in a hostel in Torshavn, the tiny but charming Faeroes capital and had run out of money before I even got off the ship.
My old credit card could not withdraw in such a remote place (for her) and it took me two or three days to get some money sent from home. Something similar happened to me in Turkey and in Trujillo, a very small village in the Extremadura in Spain.
I shared the mixed dormitory of the Torshavn hostel with 4 other people: Antonio, was a Spanish boy with whom I shared long walks around the capital every evening and long chats about the habits that bound Italians and Spaniards (such as not being able to stay too closed in the house in good weather). Then there was an American woman who offered several times to lend me money to continue the journey, but I preferred to manage alone and not spread debt around the world. Finally, there were two Swedish guys who continued to show their desire to move to Italy… and I never understood why..

Lighthouse, Torshavn


Ever since I started traveling, Mykines has always been one of those legendary islands I wanted to visit. Together with Foula in Shetland. Because I had seen photos, read stories and this distance from everything attracted me more than anything else. And, I must admit, the journey here was absolutely worth it.

A small boat on the “route” to Mykines

Mykines is permanently inhabited by about fifteen people and an incalculable number of seabirds who come to lay their eggs on the island’s cliffs.
When the tourists arrived, part of the inhabitants sat waiting at the small port, while some men fixed the grass roofs of the houses. I don’t remember ever seeing so much beauty and simplicity put together in another place.

Mykines from above

In the following days I continued to explore the islands by walking through the deserted streets or by taking some small postal or tourist boats. I particularly remember the Gjógv hostel and the people lying in the hot September sun admiring the sea. In my memories of these beautiful islands are the sheep eating grass in every corner of the islands and the thousands of seabirds flying free in the sky.
A fisherman told me that at the beginning of summer the sheep were brought to the top of some hills to eat the grass and prevent it from overgrowing. I think all the other animals came more or less spontaneously and will never go away …

Faroe Islands: Geese on the road


I have never made such a long journey again and, if I could, I would do this in exactly the same way. The people, the places and the climate have marked the beauty of everything that happened in those “moving” months. The photos I managed to recover are only a small part of what I took (two heavy books of old prints on photographic paper), but resurrecting the memories of yesteryear with today’s quality is not always possible.
But then, let’s face it … some memories are nice to carry inside: like the driver of an Icelandic bus who sang a typical song on the road that led to the Viti volcano, which in Icelandic means hell (it’s not a name given at random!) , or chats with the many people met along the way…
There is no need to always photograph everything … the beauty will still remain within us…

The Gjógv hostel

My two favorite books on Iceland and the Faroe Islands

  • Last places. A Journey in the North
    by Lawrence Millman

    I have read and reread (the Italian edition) this book several times because it is a journey that the author travels starting from the Shetland Islands, then to the Faroe Islands, Iceland, Greenland following the route of the Vikings to the extreme North America. One of my favorite books ever!
  • 101 Reykjavik
    by Hallgrimur Helgason
    The story of Hlynur is a bit peculiar. Unlike many of his peers, 30-year-old Hlynur still lives with his mother and struggles to take the reins of his life in a serious and mature way. Life in the Icelandic capital is made for him of pub nights and wake up late in the morning. An unusual Reykjavik described in an original way by Hallgrimur Helgason’s “pen”

9 good reasons to visit and fall in love with the Greek islands

I know it. The Greek islands do not need many introductions around the world, because their good reputation is so recognized that it should be enough to attract tourists for the next 1000 years. However, I find it fascinating to tell the beauty of this part of the world, trying to “summarize” in a few points what really attracts so many people to these parts. At least from what a simple traveler like me can see …

1. The friendliness, the welcome and the Greek people

Skiathos… Photo by Nick Karvounis on Unsplash

The Greeks make hospitality and kindness a way of life. You ask for information in English and they answer in your language. Ask 500 questions and they (almost) never lose patience, keeping calm and smiling. Tourists and travelers in Greece are considered a treasure and are treated as such. Contrary to what one might think, on the Greek islands there are essential services that work excellently: from car rentals to emergency services, everything works perfectly to ensure that those who visit the island have an optimal stay. I saw firefighters putting out fires and gardeners working early in the morning in the green spaces of hotels and tourist resorts. The Greeks you know around are always available and a smile corresponds to a smile.

2. The excellent Greek cuisine

Image by Claire05 from Pixabay

Greece boasts a culinary tradition that is nothing short of excellent. As in the whole Mediterranean area you will find fresh dishes, tasty products, excellent olive oil and even good wine.
A simple Greek salad is a delicious rich and tasty dish ideal to satisfy anyone on a hot summer day on some Greek islet. Trying any freshly caught fish from the sea is still the best way (in my opinion) to approach the delights of the island you are visiting.
There are restaurateurs who let guests in near the kitchen to choose the fish that is still fresh. Here you will have the possibility to choose the type of cooking and the side dishes.
… and while you wait outside with a few slices of pita (soft and tasty Greek bread), the chefs prepare sublime dishes for you.
There is nothing better than relaxing in a Greek restaurant overlooking the sea while sipping good wine or a cold beer…
Don’t forget Ouzo, the typical liqueur also served with ice cubes. Personally, I also love Greek coffee, but beware of the slightly “dusty” bottom. It’s not like espresso that you can throw down in an instant and run away…
Greek coffee is to be drunk calmly…sitting down…

3. The transparent sea

Paxos… Image by conolan from Pixabay

Whether you prefer the pebble beach or the fine sand one, on the Greek islands you will always find a blue and transparent sea to welcome you.
I remember The intense blue of Platis Gialos in Lipsi welcome me after a long walk under the June sun. But also the transparency of the waters on more “touristy” islands and crowded beaches such as Tsampika beach in Rhodes, in the scorching July 2021.
However, I think it is also a question of “tourist presence”. The most beautiful and cleanest beaches are always those a little off the beaten path. It depends on what you are looking for…
Greece has many beaches without any service or tourist that are real terrestrial paradises. Seek and you will find.

4. Greek history and monuments

Lindos Acropolis…Image by 11333328 from Pixabay

The history of Greece has very ancient origins, so much so that Greek art and culture are defined as the “cradle of Western civilization”.
Visiting the Greek islands does not only mean spending whole days by the sea sunbathing or swimming in the sea (no one forbids you to do it of course!) But also having the opportunity to explore many buildings that belonged to the past and archaeological sites that nowhere else of the world you will find so preserved.
Touching and admiring amphitheaters, immense columns of temples with sensational views of the sea will give you an idea of what Greece and its islands were in history and how civilization has evolved over the centuries.

5. Nature and animals

Kastelorizo…sea turtle

Despite the many tourists, the Greek islands still preserve areas where uncontaminated nature holds up very well and some animals live in absolute freedom. You will immediately notice the imposing presence of cats all over the islands that go in search of food among the tables of the restaurants. They are not annoying. Just a little hungry.
Donkeys are among the most common animals in Greece and are used both for carrying things and for attracting tourists. If you love to walk and look for unusual places off the beaten track, you will find small outdoor stalls by the sea where they stay and return after a few short morning outings.
Goats are everywhere! you will find them day and night climbing on the most inaccessible mountains and on the paths to reach the beaches. Be careful if you rent a car! They are often on small roads that lead to the sea. But they just observe the strange individuals moving around in as many strange tin boxes: the tourists in their rental cars.

Lindos: goats grazing at dawn

A good time to see Greek goats running and jumping in total freedom is dawn. Early in the morning the Greek shepherds take the goats to pasture and leave them free to roam around the small villages. Tourists are still sleeping and it is a sight to see these animals running freely. If you want to wake up so early (in the summer the sun rises between 5.30 and 6.15 in the morning), you can admire beautiful breathtaking views.

The lucky ones also have the pleasure of admiring and photographing some sea turtles swimming in the seas of the Greek islands. They are very strong and very resistant animals that approach the harbors of the islands in search of some fish and in search of food. They give a sense of life and constant presence of nature as well as joy. In kastelorizo there are five or six who have been returning and living around the island for years. An inhabitant of the island told me how their presence was constant over time despite the tourists and boats present in the small port.

Not least is the vegetation present on the Greek islands. Don’t be surprised if in the gardens of the houses or around the island you are visiting you come across some strange flower or tree from time to time. The spontaneous variety of the Mediterranean in this area is truly incredible
f you want to learn more and know more, consult this article on our partner site dedicated to the flowers of the Greek islands.

6. Colors

white signage beside purple bougainvillea beside body of water
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Imagine the blue of the sea and that of the domes of the Greek churches. Then think of the doors and windows that are also blue.
The blue sky.
The burning sun.
The colors of the flowers: from the purple of the bungavillea to the red of the hibiscus.
Nothing is missing on the Greek islands.
Not even the whiteness of the houses or the perfectly kept paths of hotels and tourist resorts. And if you like shades you can throw yourself on the sunsets: Santorini has the reputation of having the most beautiful ones but I challenge anyone who has been on a Greek island to go home without a photo of a crazy sunset by the sea or on top of some Mountain.

7. The scent of the greek islands

Hydra: girl sniffs flowers… Photo Shutterstock

Explaining a perfume is really difficult but I’ll try.
The scents of the Greek islands are the most unique and devastating (in a positive sense) there is.
From the flowers to the sea, from the sky to the earth, everything smells of something.
Imagine waking up in the morning and already smelling some perfume that comes from the sea, then passing from the coffee, to the scent of the sand, arriving at lunch with the table filled with colors and scents.
The Greek islands are a bit like this: wherever you set foot you will feel something good, different sensations and something pleasant to welcome you.
…and if that’s not enough…

8. The sun

Sun in Santorini… Image by Russell_Yan from Pixabay

Since I started traveling between the Greek islands, I don’t remember cloudy days, much less rain or cold days.
The hot sun constantly floods this part of the world for much of the summer, giving warm weather and beautiful tans to those who come here. Personally I also find the morning shade and the air conditioning out of place. But I think I am a bit strange to love the heat and the scorching Greek sun so much.
After all, no one is perfect.

9. The beaches and the empty streets

My Mini (for rent) on the way to Prasonissi beach

Over time I realized one thing: the earlier you wake up in the morning, the more tranquility and peace you will find on the beach.
Since I started to love photography, I have discovered that better photos are taken at sunrise (and at sunset). Except that at sunset it is full of people while at dawn there is hardly anyone.
In Greece there are beaches that are overcrowded during the day that remain almost empty until 10 in the morning, others out of the way, which are almost always deserted, because there are no umbrellas, bars or restaurants on the beach.
The same goes for the streets.
If you travel between May and mid-July or after August until the end of the season, the problem hardly arises, but there are roads not far from super tourist areas where you will come across more goats than cars.
People have a habit of following the “beaten” and safe roads, ignoring the smaller road signs.
Personally I am attracted by the small signs that read “beach”, “anywhere” or by the small white villages with the streets so narrow that a woman in the ninth month of pregnancy would have difficulty crossing.

But it’s the best way to get lost…and I love getting lost in the Greek islands…

7 good reasons to visit Bologna

Bologna is the city of towers also called the “learned”, the “red” and the “fat” and, so far, nothing new. But have you ever wondered what is so beautiful in Bologna besides a plate of tortellini (in broth) or one of the oldest universities in the world?

1. The arcades

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Bologna is much more than some famous monument that the Emilian capital can show off to the world. Bologna from July 2021 has finally seen its infinite kilometers of arcades (38 + 15) recognized by UNESCO which has included them in its exclusive list of world heritage sites.
The arcades of Bologna are not only a typical architectural beauty of the city, but also a monument for the citizens who have always felt “protected” by them
Imagine being able to visit the shops in the center and go shopping on rainy days without worrying about bringing an umbrella while 38 km of arcades in the historic center will cover you. And if you want to take a nice walk up to San Luca, here too you will find other arcades starting from Porta Saragozza and then from the Arco del Meloncello to the Sanctuary.

2.The culinary tradition

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I cannot deny, however, that Bologna has a great reputation for its rich and delicious culinary tradition and, if like myself you have had a Bolognese grandmother, you can only confirm everything and add more.
Those who come to visit Bologna expect to find excellent lasagna, traditional tortellini and maybe even the typical mortadella of the city. Over time, the tradition has become somewhat lost, in the sense that lasagna with green pasta, béchamel and Bolognese sauce, with slow cooking from the time of our grandparents, have given way to some slightly more “neglected” and rapid.
Tortellini, which in the Bolognese tradition should be prepared strictly with broth or in the variant with cream, have been “raped” with some sauce or even with meat sauce.
In the city there are excellent restaurants, but also some “tourist traps” which, as in every city in the world, exist and survive the purpose. Personally, I find the farmhouses a little out of town very tasty, but as an inveterate traveler that I am, I understand that without a rental car or a good network of public transport, it is difficult to get anywhere.

3. The hills

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While we are on the subject of travel. If you come to Bologna you absolutely cannot miss the Bolognese hills (yes! Those of Cesare Cremonini’s song called “50 Special”).
The Bolognese hills are the greenest part of Bologna and the area where the richest people of the city usually live. In spring and summer it becomes a bit of a destination for everyone to find some lawn to relax and cool off with the air of the hills, while in the evening many go there to admire the city with the lights of the night.
Tradition has it that bringing your partner on the hills is not a good omen and probably after this event the couple will separate. I don’t know how true that is but, for some it “worked”.

4. Monuments and legends

Canal Bologna, Piella street – Italy – Hdr

In Bologna there is water.
If you want to see it with your own eyes, all you have to do is walk along via Indipendenza (the shopping street in Bologna) and when you are about halfway through, look for via Piella, a small street parallel to it. Here is a window (or a bridge on the opposite side) where you can see an underground canal of the city. With a little patience you can also take some photos (there is often a queue of people). Some argue instead that Bologna is empty in its subsoil and nothing is enough to make it sink. For this reason we cannot think of a subway line or underground works of a certain importance.
The university tradition has instead two important (among others) myths about the city: If you are a student in Bologna, it is bad luck to cross Piazza Maggiore (the one in front of San Petronio to be clear) diagonally and it is not recommended to climb the two Towers until you graduate. I know people who have tried to dispel these myths and still got the coveted degree, but it depends on how superstitious you are to decide what to do.

You can always ask Neptune for advice first and … who knows who won’t answer you!

5. The sea

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If you are born or come to live in Bologna then you will end up falling in love with the sea and Romagna.
The sea is not that of the Caribbean but the people are wonderful and you can eat like God here too!
Rimini is an hour and a half away by train, the Ravenna Riviera (Cervia, Milano Marittima and Cesenatico) about eighty kilometers away, while the Ferrara coast and the Po Delta, a little further away but always excellent for a weekend or a day trip.
The sea of Romagna for the Bolognese (but also for all Emilians) is a must that cannot be missed in spring and summer. The piadina, the beach, the trips in the pine forest, the evenings out and … the long queues on the highway on Sunday to return …
But it’s always worth it …

6. Car and motorcycle

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If you are passionate about motors, Bologna and a large part of Emilia Romagna are good fertile ground. Arriving at Marconi airport you will already notice how important Lamborghini is in the area. A 640 horsepower Huracàn Evo with the inscription “follow me in our beautiful Country” whizzes through the runways of the Bologna airport “piloting” the airliners towards the gates. But it does not end there, because next to one of the entrance (or exit) doors of the airport you will also find a small space with two Lamborghinis on display and a small shop dedicated to the car manufacturer from Sant’Agata Bolognese..
In the museum Lamborghini instead there is the story of the founder Tonino Lamborghini and his engineering works. From the beginning, when he started creating tractors, then moving on to cars: the Miura, the legendary Countach and much more.

Borgo Panigale is home to one of the most famous motorcycle manufacturers in the world: Ducati. Here too you will find a large dedicated space with museum and Factory .
A few tens of kilometers from Bologna you reach Modena, where the heart of other Italian supercars beats. The best known is undoubtedly Ferrari. In Maranello there is the test track for the Formula 1 single-seaters and one of the two museums(the other is in Modena not far from the train station) which contain the whole history of what is the tradition of one of the most important car manufacturers in the world.
If you were not satisfied yet, you can go to the Imola racetrack where the formula 1 circus has returned for a couple of years. Near the Tamburello curve you can also find a bronze statue dedicated to Ayrton Senna who lost his life here in an accident in 1994.

7. The scents of the city

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Bologna has a different smell for every corner of the city or the province you walk through.
The scent of roasted chestnuts at Christmas along via Indipendenza or that of pizza by the slice in front of Altero.
Bologna smells of alcohol at night in the university area or dog piss (will they be dogs?) Under some porch.
The scent of hot croissants in the morning at 6.30 in via Carracci that I never understood where it comes from or the smell of the basement of the central station.
Bologna smells like the evening in the hills. So much so that one would want to get out of the car even if it is already late just to breathe and smell that beautiful scent of nature.
Bologna smells of burning fireplaces, of Christmas holidays and, when summer arrives, even of torrid asphalt …

… but above all … Bologna smells like home …

Sylt: the dream island between dunes, trails, good food and the protected Wadden sea

Sylt measures only 99 square kilometers in area. But if its beauty could be measured in numbers, perhaps an exact figure would not be enough to describe how beautiful there is on this German island surrounded by the UNESCO-protected Wadden Sea. Sand dunes, imposing cliffs, a railway line that travels on a dam built between the mainland and Sylt (the Hindenburgdamm), colorful flowers in spring and the North Sea that inspires a thousand different sensations and moods.

Sylt is also sport, with hundreds of walking and cycling routes, golf courses, surfing opportunities, but also restaurants with all kinds of offers, ranging from sophisticated restaurants to beach restaurants for those who want something simpler.

The beauty of nature and the risk of erosion
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Since 1923 Sylt has been placed under protection due to the great importance it represents at a naturalistic level. 50% of its small territory is protected: since 1985 the area between the north of Sylt and the mouth of the Elbe river (north of Hamburg) is part of the Schleswig-Holstein Wadden National Park and since 2009 the Wadden Sea off Sylt is also a UNESCO World Heritage Site.

Everything is not that simple, however, because Sylt loses a million cubic meters of sand every year due to the wind. The force of the westerly winds moves the sand north or south. For this reason, a process of “recovery” and “conservation” of the beaches began in 1972: from the beginning of the 1970s to 2019 approximately 52 million cubic meters of sand were collected and then reintroduced in the western and northern parts of the island. . A ship about ten kilometers from the coast picks up sand at a depth of 15 meters which is pumped onto the beaches where the buldozers rearrange everything between the dunes and the beach.
The project is financed by federal and European Union funds although since 2007 the inhabitants of Sylt have created the Sylt Coastal Protection Foundation which aims to protect the island with fundraising and other initiatives.

Wooden pathway through a heather landscape near Braderup on the island Sylt
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The moorland between Bruderup and Kampen is definitely a must-see. Traditional or wooden hiking trails pass through purple fields of heather (not to be picked up!) With truly spectacular sea views.
And speaking of the sea …
In 1999 the Wadden Sea also became a Sanctuary for the passage of whales! It is estimated that around 6000 whales pass through Sylt each year on their migratory journey. In 2016, with the help of the State Office for the National Park, Marine and Coastal Protection and the Wadden Sea Protection Station, an information path was created on the passage of whales on Sylt, which consists of 22 information units located on the west coast between List and Hörnum.

The railway, the dam and the train
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It may seem trivial, but the first thing you will see when arriving on Sylt is the sea. The island is connected to the mainland by a dam surmounted by a railway which creeps into Sylt carrying cars and passengers.
The Hinderburgdamm was opened on 1 June 1927 and is 11 km long. The average travel time between the car loading terminal in Niebüll in Germany and the capital of Sylt, Westerland, is approximately 40 minutes. From Hamburg it will take about 3 hours. If you prefer train to plane and ship, you can consult the timetables on the website of the Deutsche Bahn.

Sylt: between good taste, restaurants and…vineyards
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It is no coincidence that Sylt can count as many as 200 restaurants. Whether you prefer a light meal by the sea or you decide to sit down to eat a refined typical dish of the place, on Sylt you will find what is right for you. There is no shortage of starred restaurants suitable for every type of refined palate. On Sylt it is the fish dishes that convey the freshness of the place where you are. From the sea comes a fresh and excellent product that is transformed into simple or elaborate dishes. Mackerel, herring and salmon can become simple but delicious “fillings” for a sandwich that remains one of the most consumed quick meals on the island while Oyster is a decidedly more chic but popular dish among restaurants.

Friesentorte im Café
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If you want to satisfy yourself with a sin of gluttony, perhaps after a beautiful day spent walking along the paths of Sylt or on the beaches of the island, friesentorte is the kind of pleasure for you. Many cafes on Sylt serve this delicious cake that goes well with any season. Forget about calories for a moment and enjoy a coffee and the taste of a sublime cake.

If you think that Sylt is too far north for the cultivation of vines and to be able to boast its own wine then you should know that there are two vineyards on the island that produce Söl’ring and Sölviin. The two wines, to obtain the name of the island, are “pounded” and fermented on Sylt but once the optimal fermentation is reached, they reach the mainland for bottling.

The “sporting” island
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Sylt is a paradise for water sports lovers, but even those who prefer “land” sports will find space to have fun with hiking trails and golf courses. If you love wind surfing, consider that Sylt hosts a stage of the world championship but this does not exclude beginners from the possibility of learning to surf in these seas. There can be stormy days but also times when the calm and flat sea gives peace and the possibility of trying to those who are not experts by learning from the best masters.

The “land” sports, on the other hand, are divided between the island’s paths, the 4 18-hole golf courses and tennis courts. If you take into account the breathtaking views of Sylt, it will not be difficult for you to imagine what images you will find before your eyes walking around the island or challenging your friends on the golf course.

Young woman on bicycle while traveling along the coast of the island of Sylt near the village of List, Germany.
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An optimal solution to play sports and admire Sylt can be to take a bike and travel the 200 km of dedicated routes. You can rent it or bring it from home but the important thing is that you have an ecological and economical vehicle with you that allows you to cross the wonders of this unique island.
You can brave the wind, admire the sea, pedal for miles.
You and nature.
What’s more beautiful?

When to go to Sylt?
Sylt: Kampen lighthouse in winter
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Some say that Sylt has as many faces as there are seasons of the year and, for this reason, it is worth visiting at any time of the year.
Summer is a turbulent season, one that tries to stay in the foreground with the warm evenings on the beach, the colors of sunrise and sunset over the sea. Autumn is the time when the big holidays end, the island becomes calmer and the typical colors of this intermediate season appear.
Spring all explodes. winter hibernates and the flowers begin to color Sylt. The yellow of the rapeseed appears on the fields and the sun begins to warm the dunes of the island.
Finally, many argue that winter is the season in which you can get to know the true soul of Sylt: the winter light and silence flood Sylt with a unique atmosphere. The fireplaces are lit. More time is spent in cafes and tea rooms. It is the perfect time to get to know better the inhabitants of the island.

The Biikebrennen
Biikebrennen: a Frisian tradition celebrated on Sylt
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On the evening of February 21, a traditional “torchlight procession” is repeated in Sylt with a large final bonfire to greet the end of winter.
This custom is an intangible cultural heritage of UNESCO and usually ends with large meals between the houses of Sylt or around the restaurants. Before the big bonfire is lit, the best-known characters of the island give various speeches then, when the fire is lit and all the torches have been thrown into the big bonfire, people sing the popular song “Üüs Söl’ring Lön ‘” (our land of Sylt). Subsequently, all the families gather at home or in restaurants to consume the typical dishes and specialties of Northern Germany, where boiled sausage, smoked pork and pork belly reign in addition to potatoes and other vegetable side dishes such as savoy cabbage and cabbage.

Sylt in numbers
  • The surface of Sylt measures 99 square kilometers, of which 33% is covered by dunes;
  • The native language of the island is the Söl’ring;
  • Sytl is made up of 5 municipalities and 12 island towns;
  • The sea of Sylt in summer reaches 21 ° C;
  • Sylt is protected by 22 km of dams;
  • About 20,000 inhabitants live here;
  • …but there are more than 62,000 tourist beds;
  • Millions of migratory birds come to the Wadden Sea and Sylt;
  • The Uwe Dune of Kampen, measuring 52.5 m, is the highest natural dune on Sylt;
The Uwe dune
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  • At List 1 million oysters are harvested a year:
  • There are 4 lighthouses on Sylt;
  • Sylt separated from the mainland about 8000 years ago;

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Giethoorn: on foot or by boat in the Dutch enchanted village

Little has changed in Giethoorn over the years. Here it is possible to admire how a picturesque Dutch village has remained firmly in its origins despite the passage of time. In this village of Overijssel there is the whole story of a people used to living on the water in a country, Holland, which has always been used to living with water.

The inhabitants of Giethoorn were peat gatherers and everything here was built with the activities of the 18th and 19th centuries in mind: the wooden bridges connecting the islets and the beautiful farms built on them. Not even the boats have changed much: the punters are narrow wooden boats that can be pushed with long wooden poles, the punteraar. If tourist boats or those powered by electric motors are not for you, you can always look for a more traditional boat.

“The village of Giethoorn is part of the Weerribben-Wieden National Park and is accessible only by water or via the more than 170 quaint little wooden bridges.”

Visit Giethoorn

Giethoorn is about an hour and a half drive from Amsterdam or Shiphol Airport. It is possible to arrive by car and leave it outside the village then continue the visit on foot or by boat, or choose some tours directly from the Dutch capital relying on the knowledge of local experts.

Stavanger: the beauty of a city and the surrounding area.

Stavanger is not a city like any other. Those who arrive by train, by bus or by sea from the sensational Norwegian fjords, will immediately begin to breathe the typical air of Northern Europe that can only be perceived up here. Welcoming you could be the colorful houses on the quay, about sixty buildings built between the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries once used as warehouses or small industries but now converted into restaurants, offices and other businesses.

When you begin to enter the heart of the city, you cannot miss a walk through the streets of Gamle Stavanger, the old part of the city made up of white houses built in white painted wood. Gamle Stavanger collects 173 wooden buildings built in the eighteenth century where you can find many galleries and boutiques of local crafts.

This part of the city is part of one of the architectural projects carried out by the United Nations in Norway in 1975. It is no secret that Stavanger has received numerous awards for the efforts it has made over time to preserve the old but fascinating part of its city.

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The Gamle Stavanger area is inhabited by residents who are proud and proud of their homes. In spring the gardens and the windowsills of the white houses are filled with flowers and colors. Think that once upon a time there was the habit of dismantling houses and taking them with you when you moved! For this reason they were built of wood. Typically it was people from the islands north of Stavanger who ventured into the city with their house dismantled during the herring-catching periods. They loaded their houses into rowboats and went to Stavanger. The only drawback, it is said, is that the houses of the past were yellow but the working class could not afford such an expensive color and, for this reason, many wooden houses were colored white: the current color.

Fargegaten: the colorful street
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Øvre Holmegate was once a quiet and somewhat boring street until one day hairdresser Tom Kjørsvik proposed to renovate it. Artist Craig Flannagan created a combination of colors that, in the space of a few years, were part of a process of renovating a street that has now become a tourist attraction.

From the initial skepticism of some people, we have moved on to a road that since 2005 has become closed to traffic and today is a flow of tourists as well as full of bars, shops and commercial premises.
The Fargegata (street of colors) is a perfect area for photos, selfies and ideal for shopping and a stop in some bars.
Do not forget that the freshest fish are caught in the Norwegian seas and, if you are a lover of the genre, you must try some restaurants.

The beaches and the protected area of Jæren
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The beaches of Jæren cover a 70 km long area from Tungenes to Sirevåg and have been a protected area since 1977, modified after 2009 as a landscape conservation area of Jærstrendene. Some humid areas require greater protection because they are particularly rich in rare or protected vegetation. In fact, plants such as marsh hellebore, sea must plant, marsh orchid and holly grow in this area.

The beaches here can also change based on the shape and presence of the dunes which, generally, are divided into three different types: there are areas with white dunes facing the sea, very unstable and subject to erosion. Then there are areas with gray dunes less subject to erosion and finally the dunes farthest from the sea, low and covered with grass, hardly vulnerable to any type of erosion.

Keep in mind that Jæren’s beaches are marked as International Mission Blue hotspots, which means key points for ocean health. If you want to learn more, at the leisure center of Orre (Friluftshuset) you can learn more about the beaches of Jæren.

How to get to the beaches

By public transport you can easily get the beaches of Brusand and Ogna. For all the info, timetables or for other beaches, you can search on

Everything you need to know about Guyana’s majestic Kaieteur Falls

Suddenly the Potaro River drops 226 meters and its mocha color turns to foam and the deafening sound of crashing water. Kaiateur Falls are among the most powerful and tallest single falls in the world if you think that in height they are four times higher than Niagara Falls and twice as high as Victoria Falls.

Kaiteur National Park covers an area of approximately 627 square kilometers that includes rainforests between which passes the Potaro River and the extraordinary Kaieteur Falls.
In the large green context you can find unique species belonging to nature such as the tank bromeliad, the golden frog and the Morpho butterfly (morpho menelaus)

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The Golden Frog (pictured above) lives within bromeliads (Bromeliaceae) in Kaieteur Falls, Guyana. Kaieteur Falls is the only place in the world where this specific frog lives.

How to visit the falls

There are three main points from which you can admire the Kaiteur Falls: through the hiking trail you can reach the Johnson, Boy Scout and Rainbow viewpoints. The route is about twenty minutes long but the tours are organized so that, between photos and a few stops, the entire tour can last around two hours.

Break and Lookout are two viewpoints closed to the general public which require special permission from the Commission of Protected Areas to be visited. There are a couple of accommodations where it is possible to stay overnight: the Kaieteur Rest House and the Tukeit Rest House but keep in mind that, for both you need to bring bed linen, hammocks and food supplies but, above all, that to stop and sleep it is necessary the approval of the Commission of Protected Areas.

If you are daring enough to want to keep company at the falls for a few nights, perhaps you should rely on local tour operators.

Near the airstrip there is also a small museum that collects images of the history of the Kaieteur Falls where you can also find information on the flora and fauna of the park. There is also a small shop with small local handicrafts.

How to get to the falls

Airplane: Most travelers prefer the day tour by opting for a 45 ‘flight in a small Cessna from Georgetown Airport. Obviously the weather conditions and the number of passengers can influence the various tours. For this reason it would always be good to organize yourself well in advance.

By land or by river: a slow journey of a few days is perhaps the best way to discover the park and the waterfalls, totally immersing yourself in the heart of nature and adventure. There are several tour operators who organize trips of this type. Find all the info here.

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