It’s not winning that brings fulfillment, it is the means by which we accomplished it. #integrity #empower
26 February 2013, Djibouti City, Djibouti — African migrants on the shore of Djibouti city at night, raising their phones in an attempt to capture an inexpensive signal from neighboring Somalia—a tenuous link to relatives abroad. Djibouti is a common stop-off point for migrants in transit from such countries as Somalia, Ethiopia and Eritrea, seeking a better life in Europe and the Middle East. Photo: John Stanmeyer, USA, VII for National Geographic
An image of people holding their phones up to a bright full moon would normally imply that they are Instagramming or Snapchatting it to their friends. But John Stanmeyer, a photographer for VII and National Geographic, captured a moment on the shores of Djibouti City, where migrants gather to try catch a cell connection from Somalia. The photo portrays a romantic look at the globalization of technology and what technology means to people around the globe. On Friday…
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We have been called many things. Travelers, by default. But we like to be called nomads. Explorers. Vagabonds. Adventurers. Wayfarers. Modern gypsies. Wanderers. We’ve adopted them all. A growing breed of humans with restless feet and the inability to stay still, the inability to stay in one place.
That is who we are. And that’s just the gist of it.
We come from all walks of life, from bustling gray colored cities, sleepy beach towns, snow-covered metropolises, small villages nestled in between lush green mountains, we come from everywhere. But our inner gravity always brings us to the same place… the road.
We deem courage weighs more than money when it comes to travel. We’re not rich, not financially well-off and we don’t travel for luxury. Our money does not come from rich parents, trust funds, or whatever privileges you think we have in order to maintain…
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Great reminder: show a little more compassion to your server! Great story!
Two older couples came in. For the sake of clarity, I will call the two women Nice Wife and Bitch Wife.
Bitch wife proceeded to drink Dewars on the rocks until she was extremely intoxicated. When she ordered her steak she asked me to have it cooked “blue.” She flipped out when I told her we didn’t do blue steaks and she instead ordered a very rare steak. Her husband ordered salmon. I was given very specific instructions on how to cook both entrees. Nice Husband and Nice Wife look mortified. Bitch Wife gets her food and promptly flips out because it’s not “blue,” even though she was totally clear on the fact that we didn’t do that at the restaurant. My manager, an experienced chef, goes out of his way to make the woman a damned blue steak and serves it to her himself. It is the third steak…
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