Brutal wake-up. The whole world is shaking around me as the plane is landing. I am blinded by the light of the snow covered hills but can not stop contemplating their harmonious curves. After countless hours spent between planes and airports, I am finally in Mongolia. As I get in the taxi, I notice that the driver does not speak any English. Nor does the lady of the shop or the cook in the restaurant.
A few days after leaving to Mongolia, my girlfriend and me decided to have a weekend together in Ardeche, a beautiful region of France. As we walk down one of the main streets of the little town of Aubenas, a singular vehicle calls us out. A parabole, stickers everywhere and a lot of antennas standing on its roof… Of course! This is probably the car of the Aubenas-Lapland expedition we spent a day with in Lofoten