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So, What Makes Brunei Unique and Wealthy?
Most people have an assumption that the greater the population, the richer the economy. This is a thought based on more work, more production. Fortunately, in Brunei Darussalam simply called Brunei, this is not so, but it's one of the fastest growing, and the richest states in the world. As little as it was, Brunei struggled for independence in the early 1950s. Luckily, a new constitution was adopted proclaiming Brunei a self-governing state in 1959. Due to the little population of about 421,300, its foreign affairs, security, and defense was still managed by the United Kingdom. There were fears they wouldn't be able to take full responsibility. The oil powerhouse, Brunei, officially gained its independence from the United Kingdom on January 1, 1984, but celebrates the country’s independence on February 23 on a traditional basis. Based on economic data, the wealthiest nations are also amongst the tiniest, and Brunei is no exception.
By Osei Agyemang5 years ago in Wander
Soulstice's Kickstarter Campaign Gives You a New Way to Save the Rainforest, One Bracelet at a Time. Top Story - September 2018.
Deforestation is destroying rainforests at a rate of more than 1.5 acres per second. If that rate remains steady, that means that 47.3 million acres of rainforest will disappear each year. The impact this destruction has on our planet is almost incomprehensible. Considering that the Amazon rainforest houses almost half of the world’s known species—many of them already endangered—as well as provides more than 20 percent of the Earth's oxygen, this level of destruction could very well wipe out thousands of species in just the next few years, and permanently alter our global ecosystem. With extinction rates rapidly expanding, and the forest rapidly disappearing, there will soon be no Amazon to visit.
By Nicola P. Young6 years ago in Wander
A Love Letter to the Worst Town in America
“We were talking about what it is like to spend one’s childhood in little towns like these, buried in wheat and corn, under stimulating extremes of climate: burning summers when the world lies green and billowy beneath a brilliant sky, when one is fairly stifled in vegetation, in the color and smell of strong weeds and heavy harvests; blustery winters with little snow, when the whole country is stripped bare and gray as sheet-iron. We agreed that no one who had not grown up in a little prairie town could know anything about it. It was a kind of freemasonry, we said.”
By Caitlin Cook6 years ago in Wander
Cat Hollow
Hidden away in the town of Danielson, Connecticut, there’s a little tucked away road that was once a main way to mills, and main source of waterpower, that helped shape the town. The mills along the Whetstone Brook include the once thriving Sayles and Sabin Mill, a.k.a - Cat Hollow Mill, Killingly Worsted Mill, and the Elmville Mill, which is better known today as the Danielson Manufacturing Company.
By Katherine Gilfoy6 years ago in Wander
The World's First Underwater Living Experience. Top Story - December 2017.
"We do more than luxury. We do the impossible." – Josef Kleindienst, owner of the Kleindienst group, and visionary for what is known as "The Heart of Europe." This is a collection of six man-made islands only accessible by boat, seaplane, and helicopter in Dubai, which they plan to make an iconic holiday destination, and features the best of European heritage, hospitality, and design.
By Georgia de la Bertauche6 years ago in Wander
Girl at the Edge of Death
Fear turns you inside out. Like an invisible, open hand, it reaches out towards you from the unknown. We all have fears, and most of us hide them as far away as possible. Our fears are so defining and embedded in our character and our past, that it isn’t until we know someone well that we even dare to approach the question. No one ever asks about fears as an icebreaker, or during small talk (but why the hell not?).
By Carlota Maura7 years ago in Wander
Chasing Roatan Island Pirate Treasure
Rob and I stepped off the plane at the airport in Coxon Hole on to the shores of Roatan Island, one of the Bay Islands in the Gulf of Honduras. We were assaulted by taxi drivers all wanting to take us to the West End, a place which we were told in broken Spanish is the place where all gringos are supposed to go.
By Daryl Friesen7 years ago in Wander