Fraternizing with U2 people...without even knowing it. Hell of a guy, who btw has a cool dad :-)
Maybe see you in Stockholm, Gaby Smyth!
Showing posts with label Amnesty. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Amnesty. Show all posts
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Tuesday, March 01, 2011
The absolute abortion ban in Nicaragua
No matter if she is raped, experienced incest or if her life is in danger at the age of 10, no legal abortion is available for her in Nicaragua. Not do only the girls and women face prison if they have an abortion, so will any doctor who helps her get one or treat her for any disease that might endanger the fetus, eg. cancer or malaria treatment.
View more presentations from Amnesty International Sverige
View more presentations from Amnesty International Sverige
Friday, January 14, 2011
Levent - the Waiter
- MD: Otherwise known as Laura's future husband. Well, the future husband of every girl he served to be more accurate......September 3, 2009 at 12:54pm · · Report
- Natasja: Hrmmm... I know. Eg. he insisted to carry my plate the about 1,5 METERS to my table once. Very persistent...September 3, 2009 at 12:56pm ·
- MD: Very creepy! ;o)September 3, 2009 at 1:07pm · · Report
- GC: if Layra's happy, i'm happySeptember 3, 2009 at 1:40pm · · Report
- Natasja: I wonder if he ever gets lucky...or to be more precise, I wonder if any of the waiters ever get lucky?September 3, 2009 at 1:42pm ·
- Laura: Oh i miss him....September 3, 2009 at 1:43pm · · Report
- Natasja: He has FB...September 3, 2009 at 1:44pm ·
- FG: oh but it's such a cute pic! imagine what your kids would look like!!!September 3, 2009 at 3:27pm · · Report
- Natasja: LOLSeptember 3, 2009 at 3:35pm ·
- MD: I'd like to know where his right hand's heading.......September 3, 2009 at 4:18pm · · Report
- MD: Steven certainly looks unimpressed! ;o)September 3, 2009 at 4:18pm · · Report
- FG: never mind his, where are HER hands?!September 3, 2009 at 4:48pm · · Report
- Natasja: That's probably why he looks so happy.September 3, 2009 at 5:02pm ·
- MD: Laura W, that's disgraceful.September 3, 2009 at 5:18pm · · Report
- RAR: OH MY GOD, I feel so cheated and deceived. Levent was MY WAITER GUY and we were gonna get married and live happily ever after in Gloria Serenity. LAURA YOU RUINED MY LIFESeptember 3, 2009 at 5:53pm · · Report
- MD: Can't you both share him? I think he'd like that.....September 3, 2009 at 6:21pm · · Report
- GC: Mark, be serious, WE would like that! (after two comes three)September 3, 2009 at 9:52pm · · Report
- Natasja: Both? What about me? He even found me here on Facebook!!!September 3, 2009 at 9:55pm ·
- GC: could you be the third one??September 3, 2009 at 10:01pm · · Report
- Natasja: Hmm... I'm no longer sure how to answer that ;-)September 4, 2009 at 12:42am ·
- VC: hahaha, I have no idea how I have missed this epic conversation up till now... but I am in full agreeance with Mark, CREEEEPY! (all the waiters, not just Mr Walsh here!)September 26, 2009 at 3:39am · · Report
- Natasja: Especially one other...September 28, 2009 at 9:59am ·
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
High on AI
My friend Tora wrote this today:
"känner sig sällan så hemma och så löjligt lycklig som på ett årsmöte med Amnesty. Vad som än händer kommer den där organisationen alltid ha en särskild plats i mitt hjärta."*
What can I say, I know exactly what she means. Some people get high on crack, I get high on AI. New, modern and healthy drug :)
"...rarely feel as home and ridiculously happy as at an Amnesty annual general meeting. What ever happen, this organization will always have a special place in my heart."
"känner sig sällan så hemma och så löjligt lycklig som på ett årsmöte med Amnesty. Vad som än händer kommer den där organisationen alltid ha en särskild plats i mitt hjärta."*
What can I say, I know exactly what she means. Some people get high on crack, I get high on AI. New, modern and healthy drug :)
"...rarely feel as home and ridiculously happy as at an Amnesty annual general meeting. What ever happen, this organization will always have a special place in my heart."
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Thursday, August 20, 2009
An example why I like to hang out with AI people
Julio: is teaching neurochemistry
Natasja: AI, neurochemistry...and what else do you do? :)
Julio: I also play chess! And I'm trying hard to improve my acting skills too!
Natasja: You couldn't try to be a bit more WIDE when it comes to your scope of interests? ;-)
Natasja: AI, neurochemistry...and what else do you do? :)
Julio: I also play chess! And I'm trying hard to improve my acting skills too!
Natasja: You couldn't try to be a bit more WIDE when it comes to your scope of interests? ;-)
Monday, August 17, 2009
I am not nasty, I am Amnesty!
One of the Nasty guys wrote this to me: "Hey there :) We have to congratulate the designers of the T-shirt, it really grabs attention! I hope you had a good way home - Petr told me you looked quite dead on the Bus. We were fortunate to get to bed early enough to survive the mountain trip ..."
What can I say, I liked their t-shirts (one black and one red) and obviously so did they. I think that pretty much any reason to start talking to unknown people is a good reason. I was lucky, they turned out to be very nice people. Quite dead means that he was nice enough to lend me his shoulder to be able to get a few minutes of sleep on our way to the airport in Antalya around 8 am. I hadn't slept at all that night and only three hours the night before. Working+party+party+swimming and singing in the ocean+breakfast with Ken does that to you. So thanks Nasty for acting like a pillow.
What can I say, I liked their t-shirts (one black and one red) and obviously so did they. I think that pretty much any reason to start talking to unknown people is a good reason. I was lucky, they turned out to be very nice people. Quite dead means that he was nice enough to lend me his shoulder to be able to get a few minutes of sleep on our way to the airport in Antalya around 8 am. I hadn't slept at all that night and only three hours the night before. Working+party+party+swimming and singing in the ocean+breakfast with Ken does that to you. So thanks Nasty for acting like a pillow.
Sunday, August 09, 2009
Today
Emre (Turkey) & Oleh (USA), two of my fellow team leaders at the daily morning meeting today.
Listening to Irene Khan speak.
The welcome social event by AI Turkey. Looking forward to it! A cold beer in the evening here in the heat is heaven.
Listening to Irene Khan speak.
The welcome social event by AI Turkey. Looking forward to it! A cold beer in the evening here in the heat is heaven.
Saturday, August 08, 2009
Thursday, August 06, 2009
Training
Woke up at 7 am, which I think I will have to do every day that I am staying here. I would have liked to be able to sleep at least an hour more, but what won’t I do for humanity. As the night person I am, getting into bed early is not my strongest side so I usually have to pay for that with being tired all day. Unlike the other volunteers, I have to get up early to attend the morning meeting with the other leaders and our very dear volunteer coordinators before the the real work begins. To put it simple, this resort is HUGE, to the extent that I got lost trying to get to breakfast and I am not alone being lost.
After breakfast we had a half day of leader training where we got to know more about out our tasks to come, about each other etc. It didn’t take long to figure out that the other leaders and coordinators are really great people. We are from: US, Sweden/Bolivia/Brazil, Canada/France, Mongolia and Italy. This was followed by team training with the rest of the volunteers (we are in total 39, divided into four groups with four different main tasks). Info and getting to know each other. Dinner. The buffet we having is massive and it’s a lot of good stuff. I’ll get back to that again later. The waiter at the table I sat at that nights is named Hasan. A 100 % Turkish guy with red hair and freckles who was really interested in speaking to us, asking us where we are from etc. Very close to my room (that I am sharing with three other Swedish girls) there is a nice pool, so at around 11 pm I went for a swim and it was really nice. Before going to be I went out on the balcony in my bikini, Skyping with M, chatted with a good Mexican friend and checking my email. Just a great day of ending an exciting and eventful day.
Wednesday, August 05, 2009
To Turkey & ICM 2009 and Back
(I haven't read this through so there might be a lot of mistakes)
2009-08-04
Departure 30 minutes late. That is how the story begins at Katrup airport in Copenhagen. Fortunatly I got window seat. It’s three years now since I last flew. Although, this is the first time to Turkey. I love looking out the window. 11 300 meters ut in the air, the clouds are nothing more than fluffy white things below or beside you, or an even world of white. I also enjoy seeing the tiny, thin roads on the ground, surrounded by paches of ground fields in different colours. Seeing things are certainly a way of grasping a little bit better how big the world is and how small you are. Eg. flying above cities like São Paulo in Brazil or Mexico City in Mexico feels like a never ending experience of cities which don’t seem to end. Try to imagine all the inhabitants of Sweden in one city and double it, then you almost have a city of that magnitude.
Enough about that, I am on my way to Turkey. To do what? Work my ass off is the idea, but I like working for Amnesty even when it’s for free, which it always is. For months I waited for the judgement by the people responsible of the applications to work as volunteer at the International Council Meeting (ICM) 2009 in Antalya, Turkey. After been looking for a (better) job for 2,5 years with ”thank you for applying, but we have decided to give the job to someone else”, I hardly expected someone to actually choose me but they did.
The ground has changed from that I took off in Copenhagen. From nicely squared fields to softly changing shapes. Did I mention that I 1668 km closer to my destination than when I left? In other words I am 47 minutes away from Istanbul, and leaving the clouds behind, where I will change to another flight to get to Antalya.
There is a lake below that has the colour of gold and turqoise, shaped like an artwork. The nature is different here and even if its is about -55 degrees up here, it will be at least 25 degrees down there. The (frost) is clouding my view over the turqoise sea and halv moon shaped coast lines.
Late departure hence a late arrival. Of course the terminal I had to go to to Antalya from Istanbul was far away. I was so late to the airport bus that it was only an Englishman and I on it. Do you think that the plane left on time? It took another 25 minutes before the plane acutally took off. Yet again I have a seat close to the wing. I must say that the following text on the middle of the wing feels unnecessary: ”Do not walk outside this area”. I promise I will not walk on the wing. At all. Ever.
2009-08-04
Departure 30 minutes late. That is how the story begins at Katrup airport in Copenhagen. Fortunatly I got window seat. It’s three years now since I last flew. Although, this is the first time to Turkey. I love looking out the window. 11 300 meters ut in the air, the clouds are nothing more than fluffy white things below or beside you, or an even world of white. I also enjoy seeing the tiny, thin roads on the ground, surrounded by paches of ground fields in different colours. Seeing things are certainly a way of grasping a little bit better how big the world is and how small you are. Eg. flying above cities like São Paulo in Brazil or Mexico City in Mexico feels like a never ending experience of cities which don’t seem to end. Try to imagine all the inhabitants of Sweden in one city and double it, then you almost have a city of that magnitude.
Enough about that, I am on my way to Turkey. To do what? Work my ass off is the idea, but I like working for Amnesty even when it’s for free, which it always is. For months I waited for the judgement by the people responsible of the applications to work as volunteer at the International Council Meeting (ICM) 2009 in Antalya, Turkey. After been looking for a (better) job for 2,5 years with ”thank you for applying, but we have decided to give the job to someone else”, I hardly expected someone to actually choose me but they did.
The ground has changed from that I took off in Copenhagen. From nicely squared fields to softly changing shapes. Did I mention that I 1668 km closer to my destination than when I left? In other words I am 47 minutes away from Istanbul, and leaving the clouds behind, where I will change to another flight to get to Antalya.
There is a lake below that has the colour of gold and turqoise, shaped like an artwork. The nature is different here and even if its is about -55 degrees up here, it will be at least 25 degrees down there. The (frost) is clouding my view over the turqoise sea and halv moon shaped coast lines.
Late departure hence a late arrival. Of course the terminal I had to go to to Antalya from Istanbul was far away. I was so late to the airport bus that it was only an Englishman and I on it. Do you think that the plane left on time? It took another 25 minutes before the plane acutally took off. Yet again I have a seat close to the wing. I must say that the following text on the middle of the wing feels unnecessary: ”Do not walk outside this area”. I promise I will not walk on the wing. At all. Ever.
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