Otters Party

When I decided to go to Alaska, I knew the destination was a bit too expensive for me, but I definitely didn’t want it to be an obstacle for my travels. Thus, I decided I would workaway* during my time there and I couldn’t have dreamt of a better way to experience Alaska… My first … More Otters Party

We’ll meet again

My stay in Seward wouldn’t be utterly told, completely drawn, if I didn’t write about encounters that slowly weaved my days and nights, that intertwined hours and engraved my technicolor Alaskan first memories. First, there was Adrienne who, if I had to recall one thing, gave me the most precious life lesson: the waffle machine … More We’ll meet again

Forest’s voice

It is a grey and heavy morning, it may almost rain; it is time for me to reach Seward. I catch the wrong bus – the right one but wrong way – and confirm my first friendly feeling about Alaska, thanks to my chitchat with the second bus driver about travels, foreign languages and cultures … More Forest’s voice