Hi, I’m Stephanie Langlet — explorer in search of meaning, also known as The Female Tintin.
Through my journeys, I invite you to experience deep immersions with ancestral cultures and the wisdom they carry.
On Ethno Travels, I share stories rooted in living spirituality, while supporting local communities with care and respect.
Together, let’s redefine travel — as a path back to yourself, and a meeting with the soul of the world.
The world doesn’t need more travelers. It needs soul-bridgers.
Stephanie Langlet
A path of rupture
Since 1998, I’ve journeyed across Europe, Asia and Africa, seeking encounters with tribal cultures and ancestral traditions.
These experiences have profoundly transformed me — until I left my job in 2017 to fully dedicate myself to inner quests and the transmission of the world’s ancestral wisdoms.
From a world that once seemed fragmented, I began to weave invisible threads.
Threads of human soul, memory, and healing.
Pictured: my Balinese friend Ketut, praying in the family temple before his wife Made’s tooth filing ceremony. September 2007.
Where traditions are still alive
My steps have always led me to where traditions still breathe.
Far from beaten paths, I’ve shared the daily lives of Indigenous communities, spiritual masters, and forgotten rituals.
From pharaonic Egypt to mystical Turkey, from Guadeloupe to the winding roads of Italy, every detour shaped the woman I’ve become.
- Cantabria & Asturias – A road trip along the coastal Camino de Santiago, where every stone whispers of fatigue and faith.
- Andalusia – Among Alhambra, mosques, and religious festivals, I felt the Iberian soul in tension – between sacred and sensual.
- Scotland – Hitchhiking through the Highlands, from castles to the Isle of Skye. The mist taught me a new way of seeing.
- Morocco – Imperial cities, kasbahs, waterfalls… and the ancestral breath of a desert that watches.
- Turkey – Between fairy chimneys and modern-day Sufis, hospitality is an offering.
- Egypt – From Luxor to Abu Simbel, the gods took me as witness.
- Italy – From Florence to Pompeii, I tasted eternity – even dogs were kings in Cinque Terre.
In Indonesia, from animist villages in Tana Toraja to Balinese ceremonies and Javanese trance rituals, death often spoke louder than life.
In China, I met the Dongs and the Tibetans of Amdo.
Sky burials, sacred mountains, the heights of Gelugpa Buddhism… and Baolei, a friend who became a brother, wise and unwavering.
In Thailand, where I expected silence, I witnessed a Buddhist cremation that felt like a carnival: blasting speakers, boxing ring, sensual dances, vibrating prayers.
Fifteen days of chaos and devotion. Then three weeks seeking the Burmese soul.
In tribal India, I lived through:
– Bastar Dussehra, the world’s longest festival.
– The sacred Gussadi dances and shamanic rituals of Chhattisgarh.
– Losar in Arunachal Pradesh.
– Encounters with the last warriors of Nagaland.
– The mountains of Kashmir, Ladakh, Zanskar.
– An exorcism by a Nyingmapa oracle in trance.
– And the softness of the backwaters, where boats glide like memories.
In Vietnam, I hiked the northern mountains, shared markets with ethnic minorities, slept on the wild island of Quan Lan, meditated in Ninh Binh in the largest Buddhist temple of the country.
In Cambodia, I danced at a Khmer wedding, then saw the other side: corruption, clandestine emigration, land pillaging.
Preah Vihear and the temples of Angkor vibrated—between war and oblivion.
In Burma, I floated on Inle Lake and wandered through Bagan like a survivor. There, the stupas whispered eternity.
Sri Lanka taught me what I am not looking for: in some places, the obsession of men erases hospitality.
I do not recommend this country to solo female travellers.
In the Basque Country, the Flysch taught me to read time in stone.
In the Landes, I found grounding.
I documented over 200 traditional Basque festivals, like a daily ethnographer.
And on the desert tracks of Bardenas, I drove with Jahan, my dog-companion – free and faithful.
Every journey has become a mirror, an invitation to return to the essential.
Today, these lands are no longer destinations.
They are teachers, allies, fragments of my soul in motion.
I no longer travel to discover.
I travel to honour.
And in 2025, during my stay in Croatia,
I laid my former self to rest beneath the sea.
What I Honour Today
In March 2025, my baby, my soulmate, my faithful companion of 11 years — my eternal Jahan — died.
Since then, I no longer write to share knowledge.
I write to honour memory, invisible presence, and the voice within.
I’m Stephanie Langlet.
Today, I craft immersive journeys in small groups, meeting people who carry living spiritual traditions: shamanism, Buddhism, animism…
I keep sharing this path on LinkedIn, YouTube, Facebook — and here.
What I Carry and Share
Transmission:
Sharing embodied, sensitive stories — honouring the cultures I meet.
Not travel tips. Soul callings.
Harmony with the living world:
Encouraging conscious, humble ways of travelling — in rhythm with the world.
Introspection:
Inviting each of us to relearn how to see, feel, and listen.
Because the true journey begins within.
Contact Stephanie Langlet
Want to collaborate, co-create an immersive journey, or simply connect?
Reach out via social media or through the contact page.
I do not respond to unsolicited commercial offers, including link exchanges or sales pitches.
Ethno Travels is a registered business in France (SIRET 850 645 441 00013).
I offer professional services only: guiding, itinerary design, digital marketing, and immersive travel creation for tourism professionals.
📵 My phone number isn’t listed here to avoid unsolicited calls.
Once we’ve established contact, we can absolutely speak in person.