Of course, I might be biased, because I was born and raised in Austria and went to school in Bavaria. Reading about a flashmop for CPR in Austria, Braunau, a city that’s mostly mentioned in a negative way, because Hitler was born there, made me very proud. Every week I find remarkable stories all over the world. May it be a sign-language travel group, or an Alpaca herd in the alps.
Offline card payments – A 2,500-year-old statue in pristine shape – Cabbage shipments and so much more. The world doesn’t stand still, which is good.
Not sure if the succulent plant on my kitchen window will still give me much joy from now on. Sometimes I forget: everything has a price.
Trying to be perfect is very tiring, it wears you out. I know, because I tried it for years. The girls in my generation were raised to be perfect. Perfect wives with a perfect home, perfect kids, perfect husband and these were only our part time goals, because most of us had a full time job as well.