At the end of October 2020 we, as volunteers, had the chance to be part of a really nice event in Pesaro: the "Festival Nazionale d'Arte Drammatica - GAD 73". Italy always impresses me with it’s beautiful art in many different ways. This time, our way led us to one of the main places to… Continue reading The magic of the Theatre: taking part in the Festival Nazionale d’Arte Drammatica – GAD 73
The Right Email at the Right Time
Summer is over, which means I'm back to being in front of my laptop again, trading the beach for the screen. So it seems logical to focus on the Vicolocorto blog Vicolocortini this cloudy October morning. Although it sure feels weird to write an introduction about myself, talking about my expectations for this voluntary service… Continue reading The Right Email at the Right Time
Hi, I’m Baptiste, a volunteer from France, I’m 20 and I love traveling, meeting new people, and discovering new cultures. Italy is like a children, I would say, a childhood dream for a French like me. My mission in Pesaro is to work for an association for kids’ activities in the artistic field, from September… Continue reading Lose yourself
Shoot for the moon!
“Shoot for the moon. Even if you miss, you'll land among the stars.” I actually thought about going somewhere else, but where I ended up, might be better than my actual plan. My name is Lena, I am a 19 year old girl from Germany and I just graduated high school. When you finish school,… Continue reading Shoot for the moon!
What it means to be a volunteer at the Red Cross of Pesaro
Volunteering at the Red Cross of Pesaro means committing to others and caring about them. Here, our priority is to take care of elderly people with Alzheimer and to give them an opportunity to socialize and gain back some of their youth. As a volunteer, your main activity is to help the staff to take… Continue reading What it means to be a volunteer at the Red Cross of Pesaro
The Italian dream unlike any other
It is 5 oˈclock in the morning when an old grey cab is making its way through the empty streets of Tallinn. Ahead there stands an airport. A relatively small one, but still full of opportunities as any other. The cab pulls up to the building, stops for a minute and then drives away, leaving… Continue reading The Italian dream unlike any other