It’s May and I’m in Ibiza for a week with my friends. All just working and enough vacation days to fly around the world. When I say the word flight shame, I am usually looked at as if they saw water burning. Fortunately, Willemijn comes up with a sustainable idea on the last evening: Spanish wine instead of French. Saves miles.
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