The climate crisis is indeed a crisis that demands our immediate action! If we leave it and think someone else will do it… we won’t have a planet left to save. There are thousands of people around the world that are doing something or creating something every day to make a difference in our fight against climate change. They’re either starting an NGO, creating something sustainable, or by simply greenly revolutionizing a known product. There are simple ways to make a difference, obviously, we aren’t all millionaires that can save the Amazon forest immediately. Recycling, removing plastic from your life, educating others and greenly living your life.
The word sustainability has evolved throughout the 21st century, now it incorporates the need to develop sustainable models necessary for both the survival of humans and the planet.
There are hundreds of items that we use daily that are not completely recyclable…
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For those of us who don’t do the ‘High-Ride’ in adventure, reading of Dan’s travels is a nice armchair way of experiencing something uniquely different. Well done Dan and keep up the posts, they’re great!
India. A country so unique & fascinating that all the words in my vocabulary could be used to describe it in some way & somehow that description would fall flat. Some people do a very good job at summing up their time in India, I was so awestruck that I don’t think I can. I’ll stick to telling one short story at a time.
We had stayed in Mumbai for a few days & had just flown in to Goa. Apart from taxis, bicycles & tuk tuks, we hadn’t used any other transport in India. Standing just outside the arrivals hall were dozens of taxi drivers offering their services at an astronomical price. My brother & I had planned to use the bus from the airport to Panjim & set out to find the bus stop. We never use busses in our home country &, therefore, neither of us were…
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Here is a young man who who took his dreams to the clouds and who, thankfully, takes time to record and share them with us ‘grounded’ pilots.
Hi again! I’ve finally got some time to write another blog post.
If you follow me on Facebook or Instagram (and if you don’t you can find my pages here & here) or if you know me in person, you would know that I’ve been to Thailand a few times. Admittedly, I have yet to make it to Bangkok, which seems to be like some type of ‘rite of passage’ for travels in South East Asia. Anyway, the parts of the country I have seen have been beautiful, the culture I have experienced has been fascinating & the food I have eaten has been delicious.
I found myself in Krabi & myself & five friends decided the best way to spend the day would be to spend it island hopping. This experience turned out to be crossing off a bucket list item which I wasn’t even aware I had…
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You are a brave young man Dan; because of this you will reap the harvest of a great life. I’m told that when you leave your home country, it takes 24 months before you lose the homesickness – but you surely made the best move…..
I apologize in advance for this not being a humorous post. As I wrote a while ago, I moved away from my home country to pursue a fantastic career opportunity. I haven’t written about life as an expat because I’m not entirely certain if my readers would find it interesting & because mostly, everyday life isn’t entertaining or amusing. Having said that, I wrote this because this is how I felt while I was in Hanoi.
Hanoi is the capital & second largest city in Vietnam. The city is an incredible blend of east & west. While there are many cities with unusual & fascinating blends, Hanoi seemed to have caught me off guard. The old French architecture is fused perfectly with Vietnamese culture & way of life. I absolutely loved sitting at a street side restaurant, sipping a Saigon beer & watching the world go by.
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Sylvia Rose’s Story is a series, published monthly. Why not start at Chapter One?
Things My Mother Taught Me
I am going to try and give you some insight into this amazing woman and the deep impact she has had on my life. I feel privileged to call her my Mom. Although we live in different countries, we speak every day. She has always been fiercely protective of her children. Nobody comes between my mother and her children, she is still like that today. She wasn’t scared to take on ANYONE if they hurt her babies. She would take on the principle for unfair punishment and treatment, to your ‘best friend’s’ mother for not taking good enough care of her angels at the friend’s house!
You have come a long way young man and you will reach dreams beyond what you believed: Per Aspera Ad Astra.
Since I started this blog, I’ve had quite a few readers ask me questions like “The first time you left your country, where did you go?” or “What was your first international trip like?” The truth is that I don’t remember.
The best people to ask are my parents, Raymond & Kathy. Here is their answer.
Nine months pregnant Kathy, is starting to feel uncomfortable now and we expect that something should happen soon, by God’s grace. We are about 500km from the hospital that she has been booked into, but the Lord knows!!
Praise the Lord! Two weeks past the due date, Kathy and I are blessed with another little boy. We have decided to name him Daniel Stephen. His birth was another wonderful testimony to the Lord. Although Daniel was the heaviest of all the children, his birth has been the easiest. The doctor, a precious…
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‘Seeing the world through rose colored glasses’I love this story Dan, really cool.
If there is one absolute truth about me, it is that I like airplanes. I love them. To say I am ‘interested’ in any facet of aviation would be a huge understatement. I become like a child on Christmas morning whenever I fly & I always make a special effort to go to some aviation museum or aircraft watching spot while in a different country.
I saw an advert for the Botswana International Airshow, typed the location into Google Maps to see how long it would take to drive there & then told my brother we would be going. I didn’t give him an option, which is amusing for me because nothing irritates him more than border crossings in Africa.
At 2AM on a cold winter morning, we set off on the roughly 5 hour drive. There were hardly any other vehicles on the roads which meant the drive was…
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Man who seek adventure, find it, sometimes with birds turds.
While doing research on things to do in Cairo, I stumbled across a blog that listed Cave Church in Garbage City as one of the hidden gems, so I quickly added it to my itinerary. I planned to visit it on a Sunday while I was there which was not the wisest decision considering it is an active church.
After having some breakfast, I requested an Uber & made my way to the church. I was staying at a hostel in Giza so it was a long drive. A very long drive. The Uber driver was very friendly & as we got near the church, he expressed concern for my safety. This is how the conversation went:
Him: “I wait for you. You pay.”
Me: “No, thank you. I’ll find my way back.”
Him: “If I go, you get stuck.”
Him: “No Uber here!”
Me: “That’s okay, I’ll…
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