On hospitality, again

What is interesting is that they met an unrecognized need. The number one core value of Airbnb is how to be a host… They’re in the business of teaching the generosity and spirit of hospitality to hundreds of thousands of micro-entrepreneurs in almost 200 countries in the world.

© Chip Conley / Airbnb | Greg Oates, Skift – Nov 11, 2013

All Saints’

They are teaching people how to shop for lodging and what services to expect in a democratized environment that creates comfort with a very uncomfortable concept (sleeping in a stranger’s home).

the first movers will be able to capitalize on travelers who are intrigued by what they’ve heard about the core Airbnb service but simply can’t pull the trigger – fleeing to the safety of the tried and true bed-bath-TV combo of a traditional hotel room

© Skift / Del Ross, 27.10.2015  Airbnb Is the Next Big Hotel Distribution Channel

Lichtgrenze

Last November. In Berlin. The 9th of November. The anniversary, 25 years fall of the wall. The Lichtgrenze. People hugging, people kissing. Happy about the freedom, happy about the better times, remembering the bad times. Hopeful, standing hand in hand.

The best kind of travel experience. So beautiful and so sad. Which provoked me to think, to remember, to reflect and to be happy, to believe in better times to come. It is also something to which I reflect my current thoughts. People on the move. Looking for home, looking for safe place. Looking for freedom, looking for each other. People who are at home everywhere and people who are at home nowhere. People who need other people to understand. To believe in better times to come.

And there are new kinds of nomads, not people who are at home everywhere, but who are at home nowhere. I was one of them

© Robyn Davidson


Viime marraskuun matkani Berliiniin, muurin murtumisen 25 -vuotispäivän aikoihin, on ollut vahvasti mielessäni viime aikoina. Koska parhaimmillaan matkailu antaa juuri tällaisia mieleenpainuvia kokemuksia ja opetuksia, joihin palata aina uudelleen ja uudelleen. Kauniita ja surullisia opettavaisia kokemuksia, jotka saavat ajattelemaan, muistamaan, pohtimaan, olemaan onnellinen ja uskomaan parempiin aikoihin.

Jotain siitä ilosta, toivosta ja muistamisesta, yhteenkuuluvuudesta, haluaisin tuntea ympärilläni myös näinä aikoina. Koska jotain mitä nyt tarvitsemme on ymmärrystä toisia ihmisiä ja maailmaa kohtaan, ja toivoa siitä että paremmat ajat koittavat vielä.

The border is to be on the way

I love borders. August is the border between summer and autumn; it is the most beautiful month I know. Twilight is the border between day and night, and the shore is the border between sea and land. The border is longing; when both have fallen in love but still haven’t said anything. The border is to be on the way. It is the way that is the most important thing.
– Tove Jansson
Photo: Reykjavik 2014

You’ll need coffee shops and sunsets and road trips

Allons! the road is before us!
It is safe—I have tried it—my own feet have tried it well—be not detain’d!
Let the paper remain on the desk unwritten, and the book on the shelf unopen’d!
Let the tools remain in the workshop! let the money remain unearn’d!
Let the school stand! mind not the cry of the teacher!
Let the preacher preach in his pulpit! let the lawyer plead in the court, and the judge expound the law.
Camerado, I give you my hand!
I give you my love more precious than money,
I give you myself before preaching or law;
Will you give me yourself? will you come travel with me?
Shall we stick by each other as long as we live?
© Walt Whitman

Did you know that many of the European Highways follow the earlier pilgrimage routes ?


Volvo Amazon työmatkan varrella. Hänkin tuntuu kaipaavan kahviloita, auringolaskuja ja roadtrippejä. Kuten minä.

Autumns seem that season of beginning

In August comes chanterelles, plans and nostalgia. Time for some really fresh food, reading and creativity. For me, now it’s also a second year in a row when I do not know what I’ll be doing and where I’ll be at the end of the year.

When nothing is certain, everything is possible. Or just tiresome.

Elokuu. Kantarelleja, suunnitelmia ja nostalgiaa. Sadonkorjuuhlaa (tällä kertaa torilta rahalla, ei klassisesti metsästä lihasvoimalla), lukemista ja luovuutta. Lisäksi tämä on jo toinen elokuu peräjälkeen, jolloin minulla ei ole hajuakaan siitä mitä teen ja missä vuoden lopussa. Kun mikään ei ole varmaa, kaikki on mahdollista. Tai sitten vain hirveän väsyttävää.

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Perhaps, like most of us in a foreign country, he was incapable of placing people, selecting a frame for their picture, as he would at home; therefore all Americans had to be judged in a pretty equal light, and on this basis his companions appeared to be tolerable examples of local color and national character. That would explain much; Holly’s determination explains the rest.

© Truman Capote, Breakfast at Tiffany’s