A New Year's Eve Mission - by Veronica Holmgren

A New Year's Eve Mission - by Veronica Holmgren

A force as strong as two Swedish girls out to get their New Year's kisses is a sight to behold. It had just stopped raining and we hailed a cab and told the driver to take us to Rothschild Boulevard.  The traffic was awful so I gave the driver a pep talk - after all, we were on a mission.  I informed him that we we were entirely in his hands and here I must add that one should never tell an Israeli cab driver this unless you are REALLY in a hurry.  You have been warned!

A Quick Introduction to the Sharing Economy by 'CasaVersa' Home Exchange

A Quick Introduction to the Sharing Economy by 'CasaVersa' Home Exchange

 This is all about cutting out the ‘middleman’ — matching those who need something with those who have it. You have a car and I don’t? I can lend mine to you. You have a toolkit and I want to do some DIY? I can borrow yours. Put in its most simple form, it’s about ‘unlocking’ underused or undervalued assets and putting them to good use...

Volunteering in Java - by Miriam Kathol

Volunteering in Java - by Miriam Kathol

The first sunbeams had touched my face whilst, in a group of volunteers, we were cutting up fruits for bears, cassowaries and other endangered species, together with other volunteers.  Because of illegal wildlife trade and habitat destruction, there is a steadily increasing number of confiscated and rescued animals which need a temporary home.  It was our job to feed them up and rehabilitate them, before returning them to the wild...   

A Journey Through New Zealand - by Shira Klien

A Journey Through New Zealand - by Shira Klien

I’m not sure exactly what made me do it - perhaps it felt like a unique opportunity to jump over such extraordinary landscape, or maybe the other recent activities and experiences gave me the courage, or it could have been the support and encouragement from Phil.  In the seconds before jumping, I was truly afraid, with sweating skin and pounding heart, and once out of the plane, I was calmer but had trouble breathing due to the thin air racing past me so quickly. ..

Night Out in the Sun - by Phil Saunders

Night Out in the Sun - by Phil Saunders

We’d arrived at the airport of a small town named Tromso, in the far north of Norway.  And because we were north of the Arctic Circle, the sun was above the horizon even in the middle of the night.  But we couldn’t see the sun, because of the thick fog surrounding us.  We were taken by coach to the base of a cable-car, which took us up to the top of a mountain.  At the summit the sun was shining brightly, because the fog at the bottom had actually been a layer of low cloud  - which we could now see covering all of the land below us...