A dust road takes to a grey concrete house. Behind the house but far away, soars an active volcano. There is a basketball rack in front of the house, two cows and one horse saunter in front of it. A smiling older man and a young man with dimples walk towards me: I’ve arrived at my accommodation for the next couple of days, in other words home. This is literally a home, home of one Nicaraguan family.
There are not many things in the world anymore that women could not do just as men. However in many places it’s not common for women to travel alone and this might take some getting used to. It’s important to keep safe and respect each local culture, but keep in mind also that as a lady you might have entrance to places where groups or men are not allowed. Go and venture out!
Six days, 4 adults and 5 kids in a village in a developing country. To some that might sound like a lot of work. Many people prefer ease and comfort on their holiday, but Elodie’s and Mélanie’s families chose to take an adventure and it was worth it. It was not difficult they say – a kid’s play in Sri Lanka!
The narrow street ahead of us continues across endless rice fields. I feel like an actress in an adventure film sitting on a scooter driving past these surreally beautiful green hills.
Although we are driving near highly popular Ubud, I see no tourists with their selfie sticks. Instead I see kids walking home from school, whole families driving past us on a single scooter and people working on rice fields in sunset. I feel myself smiling at people, and I see them smiling back to me. Some people on the field raise their hands up to wave at us. I want to wave back but I can’t let go of the scooter bench.
Towards the end of our trip in Vietnam, after spending weeks getting to know the wonders of its nature, the fast pace of its cities and the chill atmosphere of its beaches we were still craving for one more adventure in this country that had already given so much to us...
When travelling across Sri Lanka, we recommend you to travel by train as much as you can. Here are the main reasons why.
Some people might think that staying in a local village requires an extended travel history in Africa, Asia or Latin America. That is not true at all. You do not need to be an experienced traveller to enjoy staying in a rural village, but quite the opposite.
Our traveller Joni had never travelled outside of Europe before embarking on a six month journey this January to first study in Taiwan and then to explore Southeast Asia, including a stay in a local village, Yen Phu, in Vietnam, near Hanoi.
Whenever you stay in a local home during your travels, one of the highlights is tasting local specialities. In a Duara village the biggest perk is not just eating like locals, but learning how to cook like locals. All of our destinations have a characteristic kitchen, but Vietnam above all has a very distinct food culture influenced by its neighbouring countries.
When we introduce Duara to people who hear about it for the first time, we often hear things like “So you are like Airbnb!”, “But we already get private rooms from Airbnb!” and “Why should we book a homestay from Duara when we have Airbnb?”
Here are the main reasons why Duara Travels is so different from Airbnb...
Isabel spent her first weeks in Bali surfing in Canggu and doing yoga in Ubud with other travellers. As she had no plans for the next weeks, she started asking around what to do and ended up in Munti Gunung.
“It was not an option for me to go to Kuta or Seminyak or other super touristy areas. I wanted to get to know the local culture and get involved.”
“When I travel I don’t need luxury, but I need clean sheets in a nice, usually a four star hotel. I am a 'champagne-in-a-hotel-room' type of traveller. Or actually, maybe a sparkling wine type.”
It sounds like the experience in Huong Non was far from clean sheets and champagne.
I stayed in Huong Non, Vietnam for 5 days in January 2017. I had been backpacking South East-Asia before, but unfortunately my experiences have been somewhat "touristy" because I have not really experienced these countries from the local perspective. When I heard of Duara, I decided I would give it a try when backpacking for the next time.
We moved in with a local Muslim family for a week in a fishing village in Kizimkazi because we wanted to experience authentic African lifestyle. We camouflaged ourselves with culturally appropriate clothing and we hopped on a speedy dalladalla minivan to Kizimkazi.
I am picked up exactly on time by Prathap, the local Duara contact person. He even takes me to see the fishermen on the Kalkudah beach although I am not sure it is his job really. He seems to keep an eye on if I’ve settled well before he leaves. There is a sense of excitement in all of us, this being new to us all.
Last week we travelled three long days from Ruanda to Arusha, Tanzania. The journey was extremely long, roads in poor condition and we didn’t have internet so we had to find a place to sleep when arriving to each village exhausted after such long travel days. However, crossing the border to Tanzania was easier than any other border crossing before, we got the visas from the border and the staff was really friendly.
I begun my Duara experience from the busy bus station of Moshi which is the town where many travellers stop by on their way to Kilimanjaro or other “most visited places in Tanzania”. I, on the other hand, was not on my way to any of those places but to a little village, called Lembeni, located in the middle of Tanzanian countryside.