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caterpillarinacave · 2 years ago

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The Post TLH Children:

Zachary Carstairs:

Zachary is kind of living his best life.

He’s got a great brother, great sister, plenty of adults who love him, some really weird friends, some normal friends, a world to live in that he loves, and an entire universe to experience.

He gets along pretty well with most people, obviously loves him family a bunch. In his opinion, his brother is the coolest (though he’d never say it out loud.)

He’s got this deadpan sort of humor that not everyone catches onto, but genuinely means well, and when needed turns the sarcasm off for people he cares about. He’s very perky and optimistic, if not somewhat distractable.

He thought about going into politics, decided that would be too boring. He fully intends to move to Paris, Chicago, Rome or something of the like, and do something INTERESTING. Maybe be a reporter, a designer, or better yet, a food critic.

Mismatched socks, purple curtains, watching the sun set on a balcony, standing in solidarity with a crowd, sweet air, great skin, falling in love with life, city apartments, satin shirts, grinning to yourself, coffee with plenty of cream, the taste of grapes, golden handkerchiefs, being proud of your family, smelling like fresh linen, warm hazelnut and eau de cologne.

Alexander Lightwood:

He’s honestly just a pretty nice guy.

Blue eyed boy, straight black hair, pretty casual. Very loyal, very protective. He also is a music guy. He prefers band, specializing in brass, specifically tuba. You think the tuba doesnt give him rizz? Wrong, it does. So does the trumpet, but it doesn’t spark the same joy as the massive hunk of metal the size of a small child.

He can also sing, but doesnt pour his heart into it the way he does for instrument.

He really, genuinely, adores Peter, swearing to be his friend when he met him as a tiny little baby. He probably didn’t expect to become parabatai, but pretty quickly realized that he got along with Peter better than he got along with anyone else, and enjoys his company like no other. All deeper meanings aside, they just really mesh well.

Alexander doesn’t have the same obsessiveness Peter does, but he’ll come over to the Fairchild house for hours nonetheless. He’s content to sit in the room and read, draw, study, ect ect while Peter plays the same song thirty eight times.

He starts a marching band. A street band, and a pretty damn good one. Peter, much as he isnt a band kid, helps him as much as he can.

He runs around London a lot, usually with Peter. Botanical gardens, old graveyards, ancient churches, quaint coffee shops, patches of woods or flowers, he wants to poke around them.

He’s really big on the natural, forest academia type of vibe.

He’s also got his own anxieties, and some survivors’ guilt.

He really wants to protect everyone. He never knew Christopher, but he sees how much everyone misses him and is terrified he’s gonna lose someone he loves. When he was little he started having dreams of Peter dying, and they’ve continued for years. Even though Peters is pretty much fine on his own, he’s deathly afraid Peters is gonna get bored of him, or he’s gonna go and get killed.

He’s still got a scar on his chest from Tatiana; and while it’s never caused him a problem, at times it feels like he survived when he shouldn’t have.

Everyone older than him went through all this trauma but he just barely slipped past. What did he do that made him any better? Why did he deserve better? Why did he survive when his bother didn’t? Would it have been better if he died? If he had died, would they miss him as much?

Also he’s got a potty mouth. Considering how laid back and friendly he is, it’s a little jarring, but he walks into the room with his friends and swears like a sailor on a hot day.

Promises between friends, steel swords, creeks in the forest, misting rain running off of building, overgrown indoor plants, blueberry skins in your teeth, the scent of wool, protect those you love, falling asleep on your best friends shoulder, taking the stairs, swimming in lakes, walking around when the world is asleep, sharing your soul with one person, missing something you can't remember, running when you could walk, parades, the cacophony of a band, spit on your shoes, oil stains on your jeans, the perfect weight of a broadsword, stone sharpening a blade, warm milk, the scent of the forest, coffee, and wood, hundreds of voices mingling together in public until they are one with the world as the wind.

Peter Fairchild:

He was the last of the triplets to be born, and a surprise to end all surprises. With all the chaos Belials attack on London , Charlotte prenatal visits were mostly just “yep, no one’s dead in there”! So in a twist of fate that could only happen to the London Shadowhunters, bam, screaming baby boy.

Peter is super easy going, and joined at the hip with Alexander Lightwood. They’ve been besties literally since Peter was born. They bounce off each other well, and have spent multiple summers laying in the woods, swimming in lakes, and agonizing over music. They’ll end up teaching together in a music school eventually.

Building on that, the kid is a musical masterpiece. Probably because music is all he does.

Adding on that memory rune, he’s Mozart on steroids. His big three are singing, piano and composing.

His voice is amazing, three octave range, most comfortable in as a low bass. Genuine talent, genuine passion.

Piano was his first love, and he started it with Alexander.

His goal is composing, which he will eventually get to, and absolutely kick ass at.

All three of the triplets are the spitting image of their dad, it’s basically mini Henry 1# 2# and 3#. They inherited the red hair, freckles, eyes, and autism.. Peter is friendly, casual, so-so social skills, but he does try his best.

He’s got plenty of curls himself, but he doesn’t like to mess with his hair, so he just goes with hats. Particularly herringbone caps, which he wears regardless of being inside or outside.

Also, he really doesn’t like getting his clothes wet. He likes to swim, doesn’t mind bathing, ect, but he hates the feeling of wet cloth on his skin.

Tweed jackets, flocks of songbirds going up, summer night air, leather shoelaces, piles and piles of sheet music, blinding heat of stage lamps, clapping of a crowd you can not see, the familiarity of piano keys, chopin and mozart, carnations, lapel pins, august days with your best friend, conductors baton slipped up your sleeve, the scent of rosin, valve oil, and pen ink under the smell of almond cologne.

Thelma Fairchild:

She’s trying, bless her.

She is dripping with that special brand of autism. She doesn’t realize when people are being mean to her, and doesn’t know how to tell them to leave her alone. She’s just as weird and exuberant as Henry, so she’s a prime target for the asshats of the shadowhunter world. She’s honestly very friendly, but just as lonely.

Her poison of choice is dance.

When she was something like five, her mother took her to see a production of the Alice in Wonderland ballet and she fell in love. She’s tall for a ballerina, but the height standard for shadow hunter ballerinas is way higher than for mundane ones. The idea is seeing someone whose six foot tall dance en pointe is much more impressive than it is for someone a foot shorter do the same.

Thelma, weird as she may be, is a genuinely brilliant dancer. She’s downright ethereal, totally willing to work at it 24/7 at it, great musicality, excellent actor, and an amazing storyteller. She’s a student at a ballet academy in Idris- arguably the best school in the world, and certainly one of the most challenging.

She doesn’t love staying one her own, so she usually stays at the family residence in Idris as opposed to in the dorms at her academy.

She loves the color yellow, loves her family, is definitely a lesbian and is hopelessly enthralled with life.

Sunlight streaming over wood floors, snow on the steps of massive stone libraries, books and candles, beating in pointe shoes, bobby pins in every drawer, dancing on your own, golden hour, freckles on your arms, standing on a balcony during a thunderstorm, sun faded furniture, poetry, reciting shakespeare to yourself, watching your shadow move, yards and yards of fabric, nooks and crannies, hidden corners, being loved by your family, “You’re just like your father”, blisters on your ankles, bruises on your knees, bones and angles, alone in a crowd, sweet candies, twirling in flowery courtyards, costumes and dresses, yellow everything, carefully polished jewelry, secrets whispered in candlelight, falling asleep on the floor, the satiny scent of a ballet studio over the scent of beeswax, and something warm and orangey, like wassail or mulled wine, loving the world despite everything it throws at you.

Marigold Fairchild:

Mary, Goldie, Mary-goldie, whatever you call her, Marigold is the oldest of the triplets.

Her thing is carving. Particularly, marble carving.

She’s as obsessive as everyone else in her family and is really good at what she does. Probably because that’s all she does. She paints her statues, the same way ancient Romans did, though much updated.

She uses warlock pigments, fae powders, paints from every corner of the universe, and every piece of art is amazingly realistic. A fully finished statue is identical to an actual person.

Her carving studio is a particularly large garden shed, renovated. Originally, it was supposed to be for all the triplets to play in but she took it over. Good luck getting it back.

She likes blue. A lot. When she isn’t carving, she looks for color. She loves the ocean, and likes to wander around the coast, the more wild the better. Scotland, Norway, Iceland, Denmark, ect. Her favorite by far is Ireland. The only thing she may like as much as carving or preparing to carve, is probably staring at the Irish coast. The color, the feeling you get, the greenness of it all, what she would give to live under those waves, stand in the surf during a storm, see that color, experience it, live in it. Carving is the closest she gets to that type of living though, you know? It’s creating a person, freeing a form from its stone prison. Once you finish a carving you’re as familiar with that carving as you could be with any person in the world.

As an artist, she smokes a hookah recreationally. She’s the only one of the triplets to smoke, and none of them drink.

She’s got a dog, an English setter, named Mary Shelly, Shelly for short. They figured since Matthew named a dog after an author they might as well keep the theme going (It was Matthew’s idea).

Shelly was her sixth birthday gift, for her first rune. Peter got a nice piano (and the old one moved to his room) , Thelma got one of the spare rooms redone to work as a ballet studio.

She takes very careful care of her curls. All the triplets have lovely hair, Marigold just uses product, lets it grow, covers it at night, ect. It’s waist length, 3a, excellent volume, and lowkey intimidating.

Cold rain, paint on your forearms, pockets full of things, oversized clothes, nicks on your fingers, heather on the coast, bare feet covered in grass stains, sleet in the morning, tons of cardamom tea, dyed fingertips, sketchbooks, drawing on yourself, callused fingers, sore arms, marble dust sticking on your hair, watching the stars with your one true love, shopping the shadow market searching for new pigments, bitten lips, dog hair stuck on your pants, and the scent of sea salt and stone with an undertone of wildness.

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reasoningdaily · 1 year ago

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The Oldest Treasures From 12 Great Libraries

The oldest reading room at the Bodleian Library, in Oxford. David Iliff/CC-BY-SA 3.0.

When you start to think about the oldest books that a library might hold, there are any number of rabbit holes you can fall down. What’s the oldest book in any particular city? What’s the oldest book in the world? Well, what do you mean by “book”? The oldest written text? The oldest manuscript? The oldest printed material? The oldest bound book?

Librarians take these kinds of questions very seriously, so when Atlas Obscura contacted some of our favorite libraries to ask about the oldest books in their collections, we were treated to a wealth of information about the treasures they hold.

The New York Public Library, for instance, has not only cuneiform tablets and ninth-century gospels, but also a Gutenberg Bible and a copy of The Bay Psalm Book, one of the oldest books printed in America. In addition to its own cuneiform tablets and Gutenberg Bible, the Library of Congress holds one of the oldest examples of printing in the world, passages from a Buddhist sutra, printed in A.D. 770, as well as a medieval manuscript from 1150, delightfully titled Exposicio Mistica Super Exod.

New York Academy of Medicine

Apicius, De re culinaria

Created: A.D. 830, Germany

Synopsis: The earliest surviving cookbook in the West, this Latin manuscript contains recipes that date all the way back to the fourth century B.C. These were recipes meant for average Roman households, although they included non-native spices that would have had to travel far to reach the Mediterranean. Some of the highlights, according to the library, are “roast lamb with coriander, deep-fried honey fritters, and cucumber with mint dressing.”

The College of Physicians of Philadelphia

Constantinus Africanus, Viaticum

Created: No later than 1244, Italy

Synopsis: In the 10th century A.D., Ibn al-Jazzar, an Muslim physician, wrote a book titled Provisions for the Traveler and the Nourishment of the Settled, a compendium of the medical knowledge of the day, which focused on the interaction of humours and elements in the human body. A few decades later, Constantinus traveled from North Africa to a monastery in southern Italy, where he adapted and translated Ibn al-Jazzar’s work into Latin.

Bodleian Library

Ash-Preserved Papyrus

Created: Before A.D. 79, Herculaneum, Italy

Synopsis: When Mt. Vesuvius erupted in the first century A.D., it covered the town of Herculaneum in ash, gas, and other volcanic material that preserved organic matter for hundreds of years. These carbonized papyrus scrolls came from the town’s library. Archaeologists have struggled to find a way to read the damaged scrolls, so there’s little known about their contents—though progress is being made with advanced imaging techniques.

Provenance: These scrolls were discovered in Herculaneum in 1750s. In 1810, George, Prince of Wales, received 18 of them and presented four to the library in Oxford as a gift.

St. Catherine’s Monastery

Codex Sinaiticus

Created: A.D. 330–60, possibly Rome, Italy

Synopsis: A handwritten version of a Greek Bible, the codex is one of the oldest copies known today, and the oldest surviving version of the complete New Testament.

Chicago Botanic Garden

Theophrastus, Historia Plantarum

Created: 1483, Treviso, Italy

Synopsis: Back in the third century B.C., Theophrastus, one of the first botanists of the Western world, set out to catalogue the the plants of ancient Greece and created the first known classifications of plants in his part of the world. He covered a range of trees, shurbs, dwarf shrubs, and herbs and examined how they grew and were used in his own time.

American Museum of Natural History

Albertus Magnus, De animalibus

Created: 1495, Venice, Italy

Synopsis: Albertus Magnus spent his life studying and commenting on the works of Aristotle. Without his work, much less knowledge of the Greek philosopher would have made it to future generations of scholars. Albertus, who died in 1280 and was later canonized, wrote widely about the scientific and natural worlds. This volume collects his work on the animal kingdom.

Library of Congress

Cuneiform Accounting Tablets

Created: 2050 B.C., Sumeria

Synopsis: The Library of Congress’ oldest written material dates far back, beyond the founding of this nation, to more than 4,000 years ago. The collection of cuneiform tablets dates back to the reign of Gudea of Lagash, in the 2100s B.C. The tablets recorded bills of sale, receipts, ledgers, and other accounting tasks.

Folger Shakespeare Library

Magna Carta

Created: Compiled 1325, England

Synopsis: The Magna Carta was the first English statute, but it wasn’t given that name until after 1217, when it started being issued along with the Charter of Forests. To distinguish the original statutes from the forestry code, they were given the name the Great Charter, or the Magna Carta. This copy is in Anglo-Norman, translated from Latin.

Boston Athenaeum

Egyptian Artifact Album

Created: circa 1500 B.C., Thebes, Egypt

Synopsis: This book isn’t exactly the oldest book in the Athenaeum’s collection. It was bound in the 1910s and is “more an album of archaeological artifacts than a rare book in the traditional sense,” the library writes. It contains three shrine hangings describing the worship of the goddess Hathor, and a series of inscribed mummy bandages, which are some of the oldest examples of painting on cloth.

Austrian National Library

Book of the Dead

Created: 15 century B.C., Egypt

Synopsis: Sesostris was a cattle counter and writer in ancient Egypt, and he was well-off enough to own his own copy of the Book of the Dead. In contrast with its name, the book is actually a papyrus scroll, 20-foot long, that contains magical spells to help the recently deceased make their way to the afterlife.

New York Public Library

Landévennec Gospels

Created: Circa ninth century, Brittany, France

Synopsis: Like the Library of Congress, the New York Public Library’s oldest written material is a collection of cuneiform tablets. Its oldest manuscript, however, is a ninth-century copy of the Gospels, made in a French monastery, but showing Celtic influence in its imagery.

Free Library of Philadelphia

Aldhelm, De Virginitate

Created: Circa 899, England

Synopsis: The oldest written items at the Free Library of Philadelphia are a set of cuneiform tablets—a common theme—but its oldest manuscript is a prose version of De Virginitate, About Virginity. Aldhelm, the Abbot of Malmesbury and Bishop of Sherborne, had written this treatise about early virgin martyrs, the value of purity, and its relationship to Christian virtue. This later Latin edition was written in an Anglo-Saxon script.

Provenance: R. Contan gave this book to a new owner in March, 1855. J.F. Lewis acquired it in 1914, before it went to the library.

#The Oldest Treasures From 12 Great Libraries

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rabbitcruiser · 8 months ago

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National California Strawberry Day

National California Strawberry Day falls on March 21 and you bet it’s the perfect holiday for nutrition lovers to bask in the fruity deliciousness of one of the world’s favorite fruits — strawberries! A whole day dedicated to strawberries? Why not? Not only does this yummy heart-shaped fruit warm countless hearts and delight bellies, but it’s also packed with goodness benefiting our heart, skin, brain, and much more. National California Strawberry Day was birthed in 1983 by the California Strawberry Advisory Board (now California Strawberry Commission) in celebration of strawberries, which can be enjoyed in a variety of recipes.

History of National California Strawberry Day

We all know strawberries rank among the world’s preferred fruits right now but did you know the existence of strawberries can be traced back centuries? According to popular belief, there are traces of strawberry plants in ancient Rome in 234 B.C., their use then was medicinal — they were used to treat depression, fever, kidney stones, and sore throats. By the 14th century B.C., the tiny rare fruit was cultivated in France. In America, the Europeans first discovered strawberries in 1588. However, the variants of strawberries enjoyed today differ from the earlier ones. In 1712, native strawberries landed in France from Chile they were crossed with European strawberries, and the result was the delicious, large berries enjoyed today.

The small bright, juicy, red strawberry, scientific name — Fragaria ananassa, rumored to be berries just like blackberries and raspberries aren’t really in the botanical sense of the word as they are derived from a single flower with more than one ovary, as compared to true berries from one flower and an ovary with several seeds. Examples of true berries are blueberries, gooseberries, cranberries, grapes, tomatoes, bananas, and peppers.

Strawberries are reputed to deliver a world of goodness: Wade off cancer, boost immunity, boost eye, and brain health, and reduce the risk of cardiovascular disease and stroke, among numerous benefits are loaded with vitamins, fiber, and antioxidants. Plus, strawberries seat comfortably as a low-calorie food too which helps with weight loss. Strawberries are also a highlight as they are dubbed as one of spring’s first fruits.

National California Strawberry Day timeline

234 B.C. Strawberries are First Found in Rome

The strawberry plant is first found in ancient Rome but is used for medicinal purposes.

1588 Europeans First Discover Strawberries

In America, the Fragaria virginiana, a species of strawberry native to North America, is found.

1712 Much Loved Strawberry Hybrid

Owing to a French excursion to Chile, the widely grown garden strawberry is born.

19th Century Strawberry Love Widespread

Fresh strawberries become a luxury, being served with cream, and champagne, among other delicacies.

National California Strawberry Day FAQs

How old is the oldest strawberry?

The royal sovereign dates back to 1892 and is one of the oldest varieties of strawberries that still delights households to date.

What is the sweetest variant of strawberry?

The Alpine Strawberry, also known as the wild strawberry, is small, and super sweet with a distinct flavor; it is easy to cultivate too. Such a delight.

What’s a fun fact about strawberries?

Strawberries belong to the rose family. It’s little wonder they smell just as nice too.

National California Strawberry Day Activities

Learn a new recipe

Enjoy a strawberry treat

Pick your strawberry

Strawberries come in about 600 varieties and can be enjoyed in plenty of ways; you could try the easy strawberry milkshake, perfect for any time of the day. All you need is frozen strawberries, milk, strawberry ice cream, whipped cream, and of course, strawberries.

There are lots and lots of options out there; strawberry sweets, strawberry ice cream, strawberry cakes, chocolate-covered strawberries, and strawberry shortbread cookies. Let your heart guide you!

The sunny weather brings the perfect opportunity to be outdoors picking your summer fruits — strawberries. Quick tip, mornings are best to pick and don’t forget to give yourself a treat once done.

5 Awesome Facts About Strawberries

The first fruits to ripen in spring

Strawberries are a terrific aphrodisiac

Strawberries were a symbol of love

Strawberries stand out

California is a major producer

Strawberries and honeyberries are known as the first fruits to ripen with the welcome of spring.

Just like chocolate, strawberries are known to boost mood, increase libido, and heighten pleasure.

In ancient Rome, strawberries were regarded as the symbol of Venus, the goddess of love.

Strawberries are the only fruit with seeds on the outside and that disqualifies them as berries.

California produces more than 80% of strawberries consumed in North America.

Why We Love National California Strawberry Day

Strawberries are super delicious

It’s the perfect healthy snack

Strawberries are symbolic

This nature’s delight is yummy and can be eaten in a variety of ways. Indulge in smoothies, puddings, ice cream, cake, breakfast fruits, desserts, or after-dinner snacks, depending on your preference.

Strawberries are low in calories so we don’t have to worry about packing extra pounds while enjoying the treat that provides tons of nutritional benefits. We love this!

The delicious treat has long been associated with purity, love, fertility, and rebirth. Go ahead, gift your loved one some strawberries today!

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plasticpony4 · 10 months ago

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♡ My 2023 retrospective: egl version ♡ PART 2/9

During the month of February, I also bought these shoes from a normie shop to use both in lolita and in normie outfits. You'll see them again later. I think they look good in lolita coords, especially with velveteen. I also got these bracelet and ring from Etsy.

A random building from the place where I live. I think it's pretty.

But the main event of February was the Divina Commedia tea party in Rome. It was my first international lolita tea party and I was very nervous. I had been planning my coord for one year, because it was the year I got back into lolita after a long hiatus and I had to gather all the right pieces.

The theme of the event was Dante's Divina Commedia with its heaven, hell and purgatory. My coord was inspired by Naples's cult of the souls of purgatory. I even prepared a QR code for people to scan and read this little thing I wrote about it, but only one person actually scanned it.

I went with my friends Ilaria and @saturnia-pyri, but I look bad in every photo. If I could go back in time I wouldn't wear that wig, but I would probably have the same awkward face and poses. I'm so glad I got the chance to see my friends in that occasion, though.

All in all it was a really beautiful event, it made me fall in love with this fashion even more. The clothes in the fashion show were gorgeous too. Seeing so many lolitas in one room is amazing, I loved how everyone was dressed, even the ones that were wearing other substyles that I don't usually like.

Me and my other friends also went to this cute café in Rome and we even got some macarons at the train station!

When I got back home from this wonderful trip, I was motivated to try something different from what I would normally wear.

This is an example of that. Which makes me realize that I did, in fact, wear this ETC jsk in one lolita coord: this one. It's a bit too much old school leaning for my taste, but it's still okay. Coord rundown: Jsk: Tea Cup Print Sleeveless OP by Emily Temple Cute Blouse: Baby the stars shine bright Bolero: Bodyline Socks: Angelic Pretty Everything else: Off-brand

March

In March I got these two things off lace market: the first one is this lovely pink AP blouse that I haven't worn yet (it was already too hot for long sleeves at the time); and the other one is this AP sailor cutsew that I did wear a couple of times, but not in a lolita coord.

March was also the month of our first meet of the year. We had a lovely picnic and visited our local botanical garden.

[END OF PART 2/9]

#egl #2023 #summer tales #angelic pretty #tomoyo's atelier #vitae essentia #mine #diary #emily temple cute #baby the stars shine bright #alice and the pirates #killstar #alchemy gothic #black peace now #fidel david #bodyline #roji roji

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thrandilf · 1 year ago

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I'm making a side blog for all my Rome photos soon but right now I am sitting in the Botanical Gardens and I am so at peace and refreshed that I needed to share this with you all Right Now

#nature #nature photography #garden #forest #park photos #rome #italy #roma

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steliosagapitos · 2 years ago

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~ “Imperial staircase made of oak wood in Castel Savoia, built for the Queen consort of the Kingdom of Italy Margherita of Savoy. Italy Queen Margaret Castle stands at the foot of Ranzola hill, Valle d'Aosta, northern Italy, in the place known as ‘Belvedere’, as it dominates the whole of the valley as far as the Lyskamm glacier.The building was erected between 1899 (the first stone was laid on 24 August) and 1904. In 1981 it was purchased by Val d’Aosta Regional Council. The architect Emilio Stramucci, who designed the neo-Baroque decorations for Palazzo Reale in Turin and for the Quirinale in Rome, designed the mediaeval-style castle, described as ‘15th-century Lombard style’, quite frequent in France and Savoy, the homelands of the reigning sovereigns. It consists of a central rectangular body, with four cusp-roofed towers, each different from the others. The exteriors is covered in grey stone from the quarries of Chiappey in Gressoney, Gaby and Vert. The castle is on three floors: the ground floor, with living quarters, the noble floor, with the royal apartments and the second floor (not open to visitors), reserved for gentlemen of the court; the cellars are located underground. Only a few pieces of the original furniture remain; the other furniture on show comes from Villa Margherita, property of the Beck Peccoz Barons, in which the Queen stayed before the manor’s construction; the original pieces include the tapestries in linen and cotton, decorated with a chiné effect. The ornamental pictures are the work of the young painter and restorer Carlo Cussetti, who later worked on the new wing of Palazzo Reale in Turin. The mediaeval-inspired coffered ceilings, wooden panels and furniture are by the Turin wood carver Dellera, who supplied the Royal House.On the ground floor, the main entrance leads to a vast hall with columns and a painted coffered ceiling, which leads in turn onto other rooms. On one side are the gaming rooms and the sitting rooms, connected to the semi-circular veranda looking over the valley. On the opposite side are the dining room, with its richly painted decorations on the walls, fireplace and ceiling coffers, and parchment-carved boiserie. Neogothic is also the style used in the so-called ‘staff-bearer’s entrance’ in the octagonal tower situated in the north-west corner. An elegant wooden Imperial staircase made of oak wood leads to the royal apartments, preceded by a hall whose ceiling bears the inscription ‘Hic manebimus optime’. The Queen’s apartment occupies the best position: from the windows of the delightful sitting room in the northern tower, you can enjoy the view of Mount Rosa and the entire valley. The false fabrics painted between the windows are reminiscent of the decoration in the baronial hall of Issogne castle. The adjacent apartment was occupied by the Hereditary Prince Humbert. On the opposite side of the hall are situated the apartments of the King and of the Marchioness Pes of Villamarina, lady-in-waiting to the Queen. The kitchens were located in a building a short distance away and were connected to the castle by an underground Decauville track. Other annexes include Villa Belvedere, originally used for guests and the royal gendarmerie, and the little house known as Romitaggio Carducci, dedicated to the poet who was a devoted admirer and singer to the queen. The foot of the manor hosts a rocky garden full of Alpine, botanical species.” ~

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Milan, Italy

Trams in Milan

The Milan tramway network is part of the public transport network of Milan, Italy, operated by Azienda Trasporti Milanesi. In operation since 1881, the network is currently 180.3 km long, making it one of the biggest in the world. It has the unusual track gauge of 1,445 mm, and comprises 17 urban lines.

Track length (double): 40.3 km (25.0 mi)

Trams in Milan - Wikipedia

Milan (Milano in Italian) is located in the province of Milano, west of the Lombardy region. Together with Rome, Florence, Venice and Naples, it is one of the five most visited cities in Italy. Milan is the hub of Italian culture, music, media, sports and fashion. it also has a wealth of interesting museums and things to see and do.

Duomo Cathedral Square, Milan, Metropolitan City of Milan, Italy

Art and Culture: Milan's Rich Heritage

Milan boasts many artistic and cultural landmarks. The magnificent Milan Cathedral, or Duomo, is a Gothic masterpiece that dominates the city's skyline. It is open daily 8.00 am - 7.00 pm. Last ticket: at 6.00 pm. Last admission: at 6.10 pm

A visit to Leonardo da Vinci's "The Last Supper" at the Convent of Santa Maria delle Grazie is a must for art enthusiasts

Fashion and Shopping: The Style Capital

Milan's reputation as a global fashion capital is well-deserved. The Quadrilatero della Moda, or the Fashion Quadrangle, is a district filled with high-end boutiques, luxury stores, and designer boutiques. Just stroll through this stylish area in the heart of Milan, bordered by Via Manzoni, Via della Spiga, Corso Venezia and Via Montenapoleone, known worldwide as the Fashion District.

These are the streets that make up Milan’s district devoted to luxury shopping and are known throughout the world.

Sforza Castle

The Castello Sforzesco (Italian for "Sforza's Castle") is a medieval fortification which was built in the 15th century by Francesco Sforza, Duke of Milan.

The Castle houses several museums:

The Museum of Ancient Art: The highlights of the museum include the Rondanini Pietà, the last and unfinished work by Michelangelo.

The Pinacoteca del Castello Sforzesco: This art collection is made up of over 1.500 works of art.

The Museum of Musical Instruments: This museum contains curious instruments from all over the world.

The Egyptian Museum: The Egyptian Museum houses several objects from Egypt, including statues and mummies.

The Archaeological Museum of Milan: This museum contains objects and items from the main cultures that lived in Lombardy.

The Applied Arts Collection

The Antique Furniture and Wooden Sculpture Museum

Milan's Parks and Gardens

Escape the urban hustle and bustle by visiting Milan's serene parks and gardens. Parco Sempione, the English landscape park was established between 1890 and 1893. located right behind the Sforza Castle it offers a tranquil setting for a quiet and relaxing walk.

Do you want to look at Milan City from the park? Then go to Torre Branca and climb the stairs (or take the elevator) for a fantastic panoramic view.

For a more offbeat experience, explore the Orto Botanico di Brera. This botanical garden, established in 1774 and restored in 1998, belongs to Milan University. Enjoy a stroll around the flowerbeds and fountain and admission is free.

Whether you're a culture aficionado, a fashionista, or simply seeking a taste of Italian life, Milan will not disappoint.

Credit: Milan: Where Tradition Meets

Milan, Italy

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20-21 june

I awoke early again, rising as silently as I could while my roommates still slept on. The American staying here, Faith, is not so cautious—she tends to move about more recklessly, letting her locker door slam shut as she flings Midwest-blonde hair over her shoulder. My exit style is more of a creep; I slipped down the hall into a mild, overcast day and made my way back down the street to the same bakery I visited the day before. I bought my pain au chocolat and skirted the edge of the inner city, crossing the canal, until I had passed through an office district and arrived in the botanic gardens. There was a pair of grey geese paddling about in the leafy pond, and a few common turtles floating with their faces poking above the water.

Brussels has a thriving economy of pretentious coffee shops, and after purchasing my ice latte (presented creatively in a can rather than a cup), I walked on through Brussels Park, whose broad avenues were lined with all kinds of neoclassical statues. I saw two small brown rats scurrying about in the children’s playground and a few more waterbirds staking their claim to the parkland while most of the neighbourhood was still at rest. Over the line of the trees I saw the blue and gold-gilded dome of the Palais de Justice and the walls of the Royal Palace—I had come back around to the same old and grand part of Brussels had visited the day before. So it was a familiar journey as I made once more for the Grand Place marked on the horizon by the city hall spire.

I was there on time to enter the Musée de la Ville de Bruxelles as it opened at ten o’clock. The collection includes the building that houses it, opposite the Hotel de Ville in the Grand Place. This black gothic creature stands out from the white and gold things that line the rest of the square—the Maison du Roi in its current form is little more than a century old, but the house that stood there before belonged to Charles V of Spain, and so it has its French name. But the Dutch language knows it as Broodhuis, because there was once a bread market in the square.

The museum is one of the most interesting collections I have been to because it is as much about the city of Brussels in the late 19th century as it is about the Brussels of antiquity. The first floor contains statues and altarpieces and pieces of façade from across the city which were replaced with replicas as city administrators of the 19th century sought to restore and preserve the old Brussels that had long been crumbling. Even the weather vane from the top of the town hall’s spire that shows the patron Saint Michael was eventually taken down and replaced with a copy, while his original form rests in the city museum. Climbing past the stained glass windows that showed the crests of noble families, I went through rooms of paintings that showed the city landscape and its people over the centuries—the same statues I had seen in the park an hour ago peered back at me from canvas, and I saw the square outside as it had been before, when tourists taking photos were traders selling dogs and racing pigeons.

There was also a large collection of Belgian china and a dark room hung with tapestries not unlike the ones I had seen across the road—these are rotated regularly to keep them safe from the light. The only permanent fixture was the huge cartoon on the wall, which is one of the few surviving examples of those works used as guides for the production of the tapestries themselves. It showed the martyrdom of Saint Paul in the style of Ruebens, pale and stuck with the pinholes that showed it must have been copied in thread at least once.

I had a midday train ticket, so I hurried up the street to Bruxelles Centrale, stopping along the way to buy a small book on the history of ancient Rome in case I was bored and needed to preserve my phone battery. My train was to Bruges and took about an hour, so I ate my supermarket sandwich and snacks on the way, watching the endless fields of horses and cows blur into green as we journeyed west. Bruges is unassuming from the view offered of it from the station square, but the moment one crosses the highway and enters the winding alleys it is clear why it has captured so much attention. Unlike Brussels its streets have not been invaded by the horrors of cheap post-war architecture, though they are no less a victim to the souvenir shops and chains of Belgian chocolate stores, so numerous on the main shopping street they became indecipherable from one another.

On my way into the heart of town I passed over my first canals with the flower box bridges—overlooking the water I saw a mother and father swan watching over their fluffy grey cygnets curled up on the bank for a nap. This peaceful scene was quickly eclipsed by the tourist throng as I turned onto one of the main streets and passed the largest church, taking a peek inside but deciding it was still too early in the day to pay to see ten more paintings of the crucifixion (I was feeling stronger by mid-afternoon). Instead I weaved on through the crowd to the main square, which was absolutely heaving with all kinds of family groups taking their photos and eating their waffles.

The highlight of the square is, of course, the bell tower, rising above the entire town skyline. Every fifteen minutes it would ring some melodic tune, like a wind chime. But I was more intrigued by its alleged 362 steps, and was surprised again to find that almost nobody from the crowd of hundreds was curious about the inside of the building they stood milling around—I bought a Bruges museum pass for the day and began the climb. The first spiral of the belfry’s steps is deceiving, broad and flat and made from modern, level stone. Once I had passed the first chamber (the room where the city administration stored their precious documents in ancient times to protect them from fire), the stairs narrowed to that classic worn-down configuration and it became necessary to clutch at the thick winding rope around the centre for balance.

I sped up as fast as I could even though I was sweating quite a bit, only pausing when someone was coming the other way and the width of the passage became problematic. There was a certain satisfaction to leaving behind all those shallow travellers and their commercial interests down below; also, I was raised in such a way that there is no question of if when it comes to towers, belfries and domes. One must at least pay their respects to whatever poor person had the job of climbing every day to ring the giant bells manually in times past. I emerged victorious at the top of the final staircase, which was more of a ladder than anything else, and saw the beautiful panoramic view of Bruges, well worth the climb. The town from above was a uniform sprawl of two-storey houses broken up only by the occasional church spire and patches of green, larger from above than the quaint streets implied below. While I was up there the bells chimed and everybody got a fright. The stairs seemed impossibly steeper on the way down. I was somewhat more cautious on the descent.

Having proved myself, I decided it was time to join in with everyone else, so I went to a highly recommended waffle shop and bought the plain Liège waffle, since I still have my principles. Most are drawn in by the array of sweet sauce and candy toppings offered (though to be fair, this shop was a little more restrained than the tacky places populating Brussels), but I understand the only correct way to eat the Liège waffle (which is different to the Brussels waffle), is in its classic form. It came hot from the press, oval-shaped with the layer of caramelised sugar that makes the Liège waffle—proud of this too, I took it back to the main square to show off. It was genuinely very good, better than the stuff in Brussels would be, I think, and after speed-running that belfry climb it was a needed restorative. I had a museum pass that I had to use on at least one more attraction to get my money’s worth.

Bruges hosts the works of great Flemish masters in the Groeningemuseum, tucked away down a path that winds through a small garden off the main canal. I came in just in time to eavesdrop a little on one of the gallery tour guides and his collection of elderly listeners—I was just about the only person younger than sixty-five in the whole building. The most significant work in the museum’s care is Jheronimus Bosch’s Last Judgement, which is absolutely wonderful, and may even beat the Brueghel I saw the day before. The three-panel picture depicts a very strange reckoning for the human race, in which the land is covered with the strangest little creatures, not so much monstrous as they are disconcerting. A devil tortures a man over a giant butterknife, another sits on the back of a kind of rabbit thing carrying his cage of humans enslaved, another—a harpy—perches with a person half sticking of her obscenely large maw as she chews them up. But the picture is so unusual and charming that it fails to disgust the modern eye. You have more of a feeling like you’d want to put one of these little things in your pocket and carry it about like a pet than a desire to run and repent. The museum seems to understand this; they sell very nice metal charms and pins of the most memorable creatures.

My phone was threatening to accept death by this point, so I put it away and went for a walk towards the Begijnhof, the old religious women’s refuge which still acts as a community today. Before its gated entrance was a canal bank with a whole colony of waterbirds – a great throng of swans and ducks, so numerous the ground was littered white with downy feathers. Most of them were sleeping with their necks all twisted up and their beaks tucked away, protected from human advances by a handy fence. I continued through these green spaces along the banks of the canals, skirting the outside of town until I dropped back onto the main street (the quiet, local end) and bought some frites from the very kind people behind the counter. This, obviously, was the other necessity staying in Belgium, now I had crossed waffles off the list. They were so good, though I do think the Belgians go a little overboard with their mayonnaise portions. I like mayonnaise but not that much.

I could have stayed even longer, but my phone was on its last legs, and I was beginning to feel the day’s toll. Luckily I’d picked up a map at the info centre earlier and had been using that for navigation for the past hour or two since the phone map became untenable, and Belgium is very good with its street signs. When I was walking back over that same small bridge I saw the swan family from earlier, taking to the waters now. I watched them go—two sleek and white, two downy and grey—until they disappeared under the bridge and were gone from view. Bone tired, I slumped on the soonest train back to Brussels in a corner by myself. My phone, at least, made it back alive, and I went to bed after some takeaway dinner with great anticipation.

I was up bright and early for yet another train, this time northbound from Bruxelles-Centrale for Antwerp, where I would be meeting two of my close friends Connie and Maddy for the day. They have been staying in Amsterdam and seem to hate it with a passion, so the day trip was in their interest even though they had a much longer train journey than me. As I came up the stairs of Antwerpen Centraal I saw them waiting for me at the top, framed by the station’s ornate walls and domes from the turn of the 19th century—the spiralling stone and brass and wrought iron over glass that barely survived the war. We hugged and headed outside to a city still waking; my friends, who aren’t so used to Europe’s quirks, said they thought all the locals looked shellshocked as though we were in Soviet Russia. Having only been to Paris and Amsterdam so far, they are yet to appreciate the no man’s land of industrial European city streets before ten o’clock in the morning.

Since nothing was open yet, we stopped for coffee outside Antwerp’s cathedral, sheltered from the dreary day. The inside of the cathedral housed a few grand paintings by Ruebens and some beautiful chapels—we wandered around inside for a while and I enjoyed the commentary of Connie, who as an art history student always has something to say. The cathedral had that overwhelming Catholic air with its countless variations of Mother and Child; the right chapel had frames depicting Jesus carrying the cross while the left chapel, dedicated to Mary, showed the stages of her life from the Annunciation to the Resurrection. Connie and I agreed it was interesting to see a depiction where Mary was shown to age with time and grief rather than remain eternally young and beautiful. The cathedral of Antwerp is an ancient one, built between the 14th and 16th centuries upon earlier foundations. Fire, Protestants and French revolutionaries all took their turn at trying to destroy its walls over the many years, but none succeeded.

My friend Connie has an intense love of couture fashion, and apparently the clothes of Belgian designer Ann Demeulemeester can only be seen in store in Antwerp. Connie was desperate to try on a dream pair of laced boots, so after a little more than an hour of deliberation between sizes, we left with the heels of her new shoes clicking on the rain-soaked pavement. Maddy and I were a bit beside ourselves with hunger at this point—we ate in a Vietnamese restaurant around the corner while it continued to pour outside. Fortunately the Royal Arts Museum of Antwerp was almost only just across the road, so I dashed to cover while Connie and Maddy performed more of a creep under the shelter of Connie’s umbrella. The water pooled in the recesses of the worn tiled pavement and for once my tired canvas sneakers were not the least suitable choice of footwear between us.

The building of the Royal Arts museum is an old one with a huge painted entrance hall, and it feels like entering another world when you ascend to the first floor and find the modern masters artfully curated in stark white rooms. Climbing the stairs between galleries we ascended into darkness, into deep navy rooms of statuettes and quiet shadowy paintings, only to be thrown back into to piercing brightness. The arrangement of the gallery felt only more poignant as we at last reached the level containing the old masters, encircling a hall where more Ruebens were on display. In one corner of the room one of these Ruebens was frameless, turned up on its side while the museum’s conservation workers toiled peaceably at restoring the work in front of the public, removing its centuries-old varnish. In the other rooms were many of the same sort of paintings I’d become familiar with—Biblical allegories, portraits of families in black with their frilled collars, landscapes with fine houses and grazing livestock. I was most fond of Misbehaving, a Henriette Ronner-Knip, and the famous Madonna by Jean Fouquet. After laying out on the plush benches of the gallery for a while, we stepped back into the streets of the city; it was no longer raining.

We went for Belgian waffles, I had mine with chocolate and strawberries (which is allowed in this case, because it was the Brussels waffle rather than the Liège one) and went to see the main square, enclosed as usual with the familiar old municipal buildings. At the end of the street down by the water we sat for a while in the information centre, housed in what remains of a medieval castle. Their Eurostar back to Amsterdam was in the evening, so we had just enough time to eat some pasta at a nice Italian restaurant just off the main square before beginning the walk back to the station. The first train to Brussels was on the platform opposite theirs, so we parted ways but kept in sight until my train arrived to block them from view. I will see them again in Florence, but for now our destinations are very different. In Brussels I packed my bag ahead of my departure and curled up in bed with some dessert—ahead of me was my two-day journey to Prague across the German countryside.

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Meshell Ndegeocello Shares Love From James Baldwin Tribute Album & Plays Tiny Desk For Black Music Month

Meshell Ndegeocello shares "Love" from her forthcoming No More Water: The Gospel of James Baldwin and performs her second Tiny Desk Concert for their Black Music Month celebration. "Love" fetes vulnerability and connection in a shower of hi-hats, sweet melody, sacred choruses, and Meshell's funk-wielding bass. She performed the single along with "Travel," and "Thus Sayeth The Lord," from the album. "Virgo" is from her 2023 album The Omnichord Realbook and "Outside My Door" is from her 1993 debut album Plantation Lullabies. No More Water will be released on Baldwin's centennial August 2nd and Ndegeocello will headline the BRIC Celebrate Brooklyn Festival.

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Tour Dates

July 5 – Love Supreme Festival – East Sussex, United Kingdom July 7 – Casa del Jazz – Rome, Italy July 8 – Bremen Theater – Copenhagen, Denmark July 10 – Marseille Jazz des Cinq Continents – Marseille, France July 12-14 – North Sea Jazz Festival “Artist In Residence” – Rotterdam, Netherlands July 16 – Jazz a Sete Festival – Sete, France July 19 – Festival Jazz en Ville – Vannes, France July 21 – Stuttgart Jazz Open Festival – Stuttgart, Germany July 23 – Jazz in Marciac – Marciac, France Aug. 2 – BRIC Celebrate Brooklyn – Brooklyn, NY Aug. 4 – Newport Jazz Festival – Newport, RI Aug. 7 – Denver Botanic Gardens – Denver, CO Aug. 8 – Ravinia Festival – Highland Park, IL Sept. 15 – New Mexico Jazz Festival – Santa Fe, NM Sept. 16 – MIM – Phoenix, AZ Sept. 20 – The Center for the Arts at the Armory – Somerville, MA Sept. 21 – Empire State Plaza Performing Arts Center – Albany, NY Sept. 22 – Wexner Center for the Arts – Columbus, OH Sept. 26 – Infinite Dream Festival – Iowa City, IA Sept. 28 – Wisconsin Union Theater – Madison, WI Sept. 29 – Door Community Auditorium – Fish Creek, WI Oct. 3 – World Café Live – Philadelphia, PA Oct. 5 – The Music Center at Strathmore – North Bethesda, MD Oct. 6 – New Jersey Performing Arts Center – Newark, NJ Oct. 31 – JazzOnze+ Festival Lausanne – Lausanne, Switzerland Nov. 1 – Enjoy Jazz-Alte Feuerwache – Mannheim, Germany Nov. 3-4 – Stadtgarten Konzertsaal – Cologne, Germany Nov. 6-7 – Musikbrauerei – Berlin, Germany Nov. 9 – Rockit Festival – Groningen, Netherlands Nov. 10 – Le Guess Who? Festival – Utrecht, Netherlands Nov. 11 – De Roma – Antwerp, Belgium Nov. 12-13 – New Morning – Paris, France Nov. 15 – Koko – London, United Kingdom Dec. 2-5 – Jazz Alley – Seattle, WA Nov. 7 – Walter Art Center – Minneapolis, MN

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**I will keep updating this post, it’s pinned to my blog**

LIAM PAYNE MEMORIAL (Update)

Online

Virtual memorial | October 20 - 12pm EST

Meeting ID: 815 4938 9948

Passcode: 684974

Online Memorial | October 29 | Follow this blog for more info:

Digital Wall | Messages for Liam | this will stay up forever

Petition | Enact Legislation to Safeguard Artists' Mental Health in the Entertainment Industry

Europe

🇬🇧 🏠 Wolverhampton | October 18 - 6pm | The Halls, University of Wolverhampton

🇬🇧 Holmes Chapel | October 21 - Morning | Train Station

🇬🇧 London | October 20 - 2pm | Hyde Park meeting point at Peter Pan statue

🇬🇧 Liverpool | October 19 - 2pm | Docks on keel wharf bridge

🇬🇧 Glasgow | October 20 - 2pm | Sir Walter Scott Statue in George Square

🇬🇧 Manchester | October 20 - 6pm | Cathedral Gardens

🇬🇧 Birmingham | October 20 - 4pm | Chamberlain Square

🇬🇧 Belfast | October 20 - 4pm | Palm house at Botanic Gardens

🇬🇧 Edinburg | October 20 - 3pm | The Meadows

🇬🇧 Scotland | October 20 - 2pm | Beach front (across from Inoflate)

🇬🇧 Newcastle | October 20 - 2pm | Outside Church of St Thomas

🇬🇧 Bath | October 20 - 12pm | Bath Abbey

🇬🇧 Sheffield | October 20 - 3pm | Town Hall

🇮🇪 Dublin | October 19 /20 - 2pm | St Stephen’s Green

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🇮🇪 Cork | October 20 - 4pm | Bishop Lucey Park

🇮🇪 Galway | October 20 - 4pm | Eyre Square |

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🇫🇷 Paris | October 20 - 2pm | Jardins des Tuileries

🇫🇷 Toulouse | October 20 - 6pm | Jardin Royal

🇫🇷 Rennes | October 20 - 3:30pm | Parc du Thador

🇫🇷 Lyon | October 20 - 2pm | Place Antonin Poncet

🇫🇷 Montpellier | October 20 - 2pm | Jardin du Champ de Mars

🇫🇷 Lille | October 20 - 2pm | Parc de la Citadelle

🇫🇷 Bordeaux | October 20 - 2pm | Jardin public

🇫🇷 Nancy | October 20 - 2pm | Parc de la pépinière

🇫🇷 Marseille | October 20 - 2pm | En bas de Notre Dame de la Garde

🇫🇷 Strasbourg | October 20 - 2:30pm | Parc de l’Orangerie

🇫🇷 Rouen | October 20 - 2pm | Square Verdrel

🇫🇷 Nice | October 20 - 2:30pm | Jardin Albert 1er

🇫🇷 Dijon | October 20 - 2pm | Jardin de l’Arquebuse

🇩🇪 Munich | October 20 - 3pm | Olympiahalle

🇩🇪 Cologne | October 20 - 4pm | Cologne Cathedral

🇩🇪 Berlin | October 20 - 4pm | S Treptower Park (Ost)

🇩🇪 Frankfurt | October 20 - 3pm | Metzlerpark

🇩🇪 Düsseldorf | October 20 - 3pm | Rheinpark

🇩🇪 Hamburg | October 20 - 3pm | Amphitheater

🇩🇪 Dresden | October 20 - 2pm | Frauenkirche/Blaues Wunder

🇩🇪 Dortmund | October 20 - 2pm | Treffpunkt am Dortmunder Hauptbahnhof

🇩🇪 Hannover | October 20 - 5pm | Opernplatz

🇩🇪 Several cities around the country https://t.co/pJfzDfC4BL …

🇳🇴 Oslo | October 19 - 3pm | Utenfor Oslo Domkirk

🇫🇮 Helsinki | Olympiastadion (outside south entrance) | NO GATHERING

🇸🇪 Stockholm | October 19 - 6pm | Svartensgatan 8

🇩🇰 Odense | October 18 - 7:30pm | Odense Domkirke

🇳🇱 Utrecht | October 20 - 2pm | Central Station

🇳🇱 Utrecht | October 26 - 2pm | ?

🇧🇪 Brussels | October 19/20 - 2pm | Parc de Bruxelles

🇪🇸 Madrid | October 19 - 7pm | Parque Del Retiro

🇪🇸 Madrid | October 20 - 3pm | Plaza de Santa Ana

🇪🇸 Barcelona | October 20 - 4pm | Plaza Cataluña Al lado Primark

🇪🇸 Bilbao | October 20 - 4:30pm | Ayuntamiento

🇪🇸 Palma - Mallorca | October 19 - 6pm | Parc de la Mar

🇵🇹 Lisbon | October 27 - 6pm | Meo Arena, Oriente

🇵🇹 Oporto | October 20 - 3:30pm | Stadium of Dragão

🇮🇹 Milan | October 20 - 3pm | Piazza Duomo

🇮🇹 Rome | October 20 - 3pm | Villa Borghese

🇮🇹 Naples | October 27 - 5pm | Piazza Del Plebiscito

🇮🇹 Bologna | October 20 - 3pm | Piazza maggiore

🇮🇹 Bari | October 27 & November 3 - 5:30pm | Caserma Rossani

🇮🇹 Pisa | October 26 - 4pm | Giardino Scotto

🇮🇹 Udine | October 26 - 4pm | Piazza Primo Maggio

🇮🇹 Salerno | October 26 - 4pm | Piazza Della Liberta

🇮🇹 Catania | October 20 - 5pm | Villa Bellini

🇬🇷 Athens | November 2 - 12pm | OAKA stadium, "Eirini" metro station

🇬🇷 Thessaloniki | November 2 - 12pm | Pasha's Gardens

🇵🇱 Warsaw | October 20 - 1pm | 12 Kawalerii Street

🇩🇰 Skive | October 18 - 8pm | Skive Anlæg

🇭🇺 Budapest | October 20 - 5pm | Hero's Square

🇦🇹 Vienna | October 20 - 3pm | Ernst-Happel-Stadium

🇦🇹 Vienna | October 27 - 3pm | Ernst-Happel-Stadium

🇨🇭Zurich | October 19 - 2pm | Blatterwiese (next to Chinagarten)

🇨🇭Bern | October 20 - 2pm | Wankdorf Stadium

🇨🇿 Prague | October 20 - 4pm | Wenceslas Square

🇭🇺 Budapest | October 19 - 10am | Városliget

🇺🇦 Kiev | UK Embassy | NO GATHERING

South America, Oceania & Asia

South America:

🇧🇷 São Paulo | October 27 - 2pm | Parque Ibirapuera

🇧🇷 São Paulo Esalq | October 27 - 3pm | Piracicabara

🇧🇷 Rio de Janeiro | October 27 - 1pm | Quinta de Bao Vista

🇧🇷 Belo Horizonte | October 20 - 2pm | Pampulha

🇧🇷 Curitiba | October 27 - 3pm | Jardim Botânico

🇧🇷 Belém | October 19 - 9am | Praça Batista Campos

🇧🇷 Brasília | October 25 - 5:30pm | Biblioteca Nacional

🇵🇪 Piura | October 18 - 8pm | Plazuela Ignacio Merino

🇵🇪 Arequipa | October 20 - 3:30pm | Campo de Marte

🇵🇪 Lima | October 19 - 6pm | Parque al costado del Club Internacional

🇧🇴 La Paz | October 18 - 6pm | Puerta de la embajada britanica, Av. Arce

🇧🇴 La Paz | October 19 - 4pm | Teatro al aire libre

🇧🇴 Santa Cruz | October 19 - 4pm | Parque los Mangales (Av. Beni, 4to anillo)

🇧🇴 Cochabamba | October 20 - 5pm | Parque del Arquitecto

🇧🇴 Sucre | October 19 - 5pm | Plaza 25 de Mayo

🇧🇴 Oruro | October 19 - 5pm | Parque ecológico

🇺🇾 Montevideo | October 20 - 2:30pm | Rambla Kibon

🇨🇱 Santiago | October 19 - 4pm | Av. El Bosque Nte. 125, Las Condes

🇵🇾 Asuncion | October 19 - 5pm | Costanera

🇸🇻 Salvador | October 19 - 3pm | Parque del Bicentenario

🇲🇽 Monterrey | October 20 - 4pm | Macroplaza

🇲🇽 Mexicali | October 20 - 12pm | Vicerrectoria UABC Campus Mexicali

🇲🇽 Juárez | October 19 - 3:30pm | Parque Central Pointe

🇲🇽 Guadalajara | October 19 - 2:30pm | Rotonda de los Jalisciences illustres

🇬🇹 Guatemala City | October 19 - 4pm | Plaza El Obelisco

Oceania:

🇳🇿 Auckland | October 20 - 2pm | Freyberg Square

🇳🇿 Wellington | October 20 - 5pm | Katherine Mansfield Memorial Park

🇦🇺 Sydney | October 20 - 11am | Hyde Park (Memorial fountain)

🇦🇺 Brisbane | October 20 - 3pm | ***Post Office Square Park

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🇦🇺 Brisbane | October 20 - 2:30pm | River Quay Green

🇦🇺 Melbourne | October 20 - 11am | Flagstaff Gardens

🇦🇺 Adelaide | October 20 | Elder Park - River Torrens

Asia:

🇮🇳 Mumbai | October 20 - 5pm | Marine Lines, Opposite Pizza by the Bay

🇮🇳 Bandra | October 23 - 6pm | Mont Mary Church

🇮🇳 Delhi | October 19/20 - 12pm | Lodhi Gardens

🇮🇳 Hyderabad | October 20 - 6pm | Sanjeevaiah Park

🇮🇳 Kolkata | October 20 - 1pm | Maidan (Opposite Victoria Memorial

🇵🇭 Manila | October 19 - 10am | Sun Garden - 5th Floor

🇯🇵 Tokyo | October 20 - 2pm | Yoyogi Park - central field

North America & Canada

🇨🇦 Canada:

▪️Toronto | October 20th - 6pm | High Park

▪️Montreal | October 20 - 1pm | 4601 R. Sherbrooke E (Close by the Olympic Stadium)

▪️Vancouver | October 20 - time tbd | Art Gallery (FB group: https://m.facebook.com/groups/1081994593620682/)

🇺🇸 US:

▪️Newark - Delaware | October 19 - 4pm | Glasgow Park

▪️NYC | October 19 - picnic* at 11am and another event at 6pm | Washington Square Park

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▪️Chicago | October 19 - 2pm | Gather at Grandmother’s Garden outside of Lincoln Park Zoo

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▪️Bellingham - WA | October 19 - 5pm | Maritime Heratige

▪️Glendale - AZ | October 18 - 6pm | Glendale Heroes Reginal Park

▪️Louisville - KY | October 19 - 5pm | Cherokee Park

▪️San Francisco | October 18 - 6pm | Civic Center Plaza

▪️Long Beach - CA | October 18 - 6:30pm | Bixby Park

▪️Sacramento - CA | October 18 - 6:30pm | Memorial Auditorium

▪️Boston - MA | October 19 - 2pm | Boston Common

▪️Lewisville - TX | October 21 - 11am | On The Border

▪️Pittsburgh - PA | October 20 - 5pm | Schenley Park (Flagstaff Hill Pavilion)

▪️Fresno - CA | October 18 - 6:30pm | Save Mart Center

▪️La Jolla - CA | October 18 - 7pm | 12600 N Torrey Pines Rd

▪️Houston | October 20 - 5pm (picnic***) | Herman Park

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▪️Philadelphia | October 20 - 1pm | The Lakes at FDR Park

▪️Atlanta - GA | October 19 - 2pm | Piedmont Park

▪️Minneapolis | October 20 - 5:30pm | The Common Park

▪️Orlando - FL | October 21 - 6:30pm | Lake Eola Park

▪️Seattle - WA | October 19 - 12pm | International fountain (Seattle Center)

▪️Cleveland - OH | October 20 - 6pm | Edgewater Park RVSP: https://partiful.com/e/TlvRTKsIVADl2AND1efp

Hi Sabine if you could please spread this, this account lists all the memorials planned for Liam across the world and regularly updates them, for those who wish and are able to attend https://x.com/HS_News_/status/1847077799942934740

Sending lots of love ❤️❤️❤️

LIAM PAYNE MEMORIAL

Europe:

🇬🇧 London | October 20 - 2pm | Hyde Park

🇬🇧Liverpool | October 19 - 2pm | Docks on keel wharf bridge

🇬🇧 Glasgow | October 20 - 2pm | Sir Walter Scott Statue in George Square

🇬🇧 Manchester | October 20 - 6pm | Cathedral Gardens

🇬🇧 Birmingham | October 20 - 4pm | Chamberlain Square

🇧🇪 Brussels | October 19/20 - 2pm | Parc de Bruxelles

🇫🇷 Paris | October 20 - 2pm | Jardins des Tuileries

🇩🇪 Munich | October 20 - 3pm | Olympiahalle

🇪🇸 Madrid | October 20 - 3pm | Plaza de Santa Ana

🇸🇪 Stockholm | October 19 - 6pm | Svartensgatan 8

🇵🇹 Lisbon | October 27 - 6pm | Meo Arena, Oriente

🇮🇹 Milan | October 20 - 3pm | Piazza Duomo

🇺🇸 US:

Newark - Delaware | October 19 - 4pm | Glasgow Park

NYC | October 19 - picnic* at 11am and another event at 6pm | Washington Square Park

*Picnic RSVP : https://partiful.com/e/2WoJi0Onf8jWijlyFU8E

Boston | October 19 - 2pm | Boston Common

Chicago | October 19 - 2pm | Gather at Grandmother’s Garden outside of Lincoln Park Zoo

Los Angeles | October 19 - 4:30pm | La Cienaga** Park in Beverly Hills

**RSVP : https://partiful.com/e/P5qPcaZkgLizNYhzP0mm

South-America:

🇧🇷 São Paulo | October 27 - 2pm | Parque Ibirapuera

Oceania:

🇳🇿 Auckland | October 20 - 2pm | Freyberg Square

🇦🇺 Sydney | October 20 - 11am | Hyde Park (Memorial fountain)

Asia:

🇮🇳 Mumbai | October 20 - 5pm | Marine Lines, Opposite Pizza by the Bay

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EDIT: added Boston

#rip liam payne #liam payne #memorial #liam payne memorials #make sure to check this post on my blog #I will keep updating it

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