#and in the nearest one theres three exits.

[tt-squid]

oh there is definitely a minoraur in chemist warehouse

[toybonnieofficial]

self ship chap 2 warning for leg trauma in the same way as last time. Theres also physical affection and I didn't get anyone to proof read so yeah. Please do not reblog. The fic is 1588 words

Time passes weirdly in the Fog, but I’ve learned to judge it well. Trials happen once every hour, and sixteen survivors are chosen. It’s easy to lose track, though, being someone who wandered away from the campfire so often. 

If I had to guess, it had been at least a few months since I stumbled into Evan’s area. I’ve been back, and each time he asks the same questions. I’ve learned to avoid the traps he sets out to catch me, and he's learned how to coax words and answers out of me. During trials, he’s taken to placing traps more randomly, some even out in plain sight. I’ve almost stepped in them a few times, forgetting where he placed them in the heat of a chase. 

Yet, Evan still could never catch me. I’ve lured him into his own traps enough to greatly frustrate him, and he’s not shy to express it during my out-of-trial visits. I never mind. I cherish my visits, I’ve even started playing songs for him on my guitar. I don’t sing for him, I don’t trust Evan like that yet. I loved him, that much I had come to accept. Of course, I would never tell anyone. Other than the Legion. How were you supposed to tell your survivor friends that you fell in love with one of the people who killed them over and over again?

Now, I’m in a trial again. The Entity had been matching me against Evan a lot, and this trial was no different. I feel the familiar rush of my heart as he grows closer. Having followed him for a bit, I was confident in the upcoming chase. As Evan goes to place his last trap, I dart out in front of him, enticing a swing. 

Naturally he misses, and the chase starts. I use the missed swing to my advantage, putting distance between us using a window. He steps over it, continuing the pursuit. We go like this for a few generators. It’s going well, I’ve only been hit once but I’ve hit Evan with at least three pallets. I’m thinking I can run him for the last few generators when there's a sickening snap that I recognize all too well.

The pain shocks me so much that I let out a small cry, falling to the ground and desperately clawing at the steel jaws around my leg. Where did this trap come from? I made sure to avoid all of the areas I saw him place them-

Except I hadn’t seen him place them all. Evan must have placed a trap the second he could, so I hadn’t seen it. But he also hadn’t picked me up out of the trap yet. I look up at him, standing and staring. I can’t see his face, but I assume he’s taking in the victory. That is, until he opens the traps and leaves me. 

I fall over completely, biting back tears as he strides away towards the nearest generator that I can hear being worked on in the distance. There’s a scream as Claudette is pulled off the gen.

Gritting my teeth, I force myself up and away from the sound of the other survivor getting hooked, searching the chest in the Killer Shack in hopes of finding a medkit. I can hear the other survivors struggling with Evan. The sounds of traps going off make me flinch while I heal myself.

Never before had I heard another survivor get sacrificed, it was a loud sound, almost like a helicopter. A shockwave rolls over the area, nearly knocking me over. I sit down, taking deep breaths to calm myself before getting back up. Should I try to run the Killer some more? Or attempt to do a generator?

One goes off, meaning there was only one left. I jog out of the shack-

Right into Evan. He grabs me, his hand covering my whole shoulder, but he doesn’t attack. I’m frozen, heart racing, fear making my limbs heavy. He lets me go and moves on. I watch him go, even more confused than before. 

The last gen pops, allowing the remaining survivors to escape. I open the exit door, waiting for the other two. I see David and Jake, and a small twinge of guilt hits me when I realize my mistake earlier cost Claudette her life. Back at the campfire, I seek Claudette out, pulling her away from the others. 

“Bonbon? Hey, what's up?” She sounds confused and slightly concerned.

I realize I really don’t want to talk to anyone yet, but I’m still feeling guilty so I whisper, “I’m sorry.”

“Sorry? Is it because of the last trial? It happens all the time, don’t worry about it!”

“It shoulda been me…” I sigh, shaking my head and shrugging. The others are watching, and I don’t want anyone to get the wrong idea so I sigh again and walk off. I hear Claudette being questioned as I walk into the trees, not aiming to really go anywhere specific. 

The Entity obviously wanted me somewhere, because I’m barely ten steps in when the trees clear up again, revealing the storehouse. I know this area and Evan well enough to instantly find him in the shack. I stand at the entrance, watching him fiddle with tools at a desk. The shack was slightly different here. Outside of trials it was an actual toolshed, one Evan liked to be in a lot. 

“Are ya just gonna stand there?” His growl makes me jump, and I carefully step into the building, staring at him. He doesn’t stop working on his tools, and I slowly walk up to see what he’s doing.

Fixing traps. So some of the ones going off last match were Jake breaking them. At least I can feel a bit better about the trial, but now I have an important question to ask..

“Why did you spare me?” My voice is small, like usual. Evan doesn’t respond, just continues to work on the traps. I repeat myself, a bit louder this time, and he still doesn’t pause.

I place a hand on the desk, pivoting myself onto it and into his vision. 

“Answer me.”

“Didn’t hear you.”

“Get off my desk.”

“I asked you a question.”

I sigh with frustration, allowing my annoyance to show. “Evan, why did you spare me?”

He stops, also sighing. “Does it matter?”

“Yes. I feel guilty..”

He sighs again, this one sounding less frustrated and more exasperated. He gets up, towering over me in a way that makes my heart skip a beat. Evan picks me up and moves me off the desk, grabbing a now-fixed beartrap and hanging it up on the wall. In defiance, before he can sit down, I sit on the edge of the desk in front of the chair, crossing my arms. He turns to me, letting out a small growl before picking me up and slinging me over his shoulder. I squeak, struggling a bit. 

This wasn’t something new. I always annoyed him, pining for his attention. I don’t know when I grew used to his touch enough to feel comfortable being picked up. This time felt different, though. The energy in the shack felt charged with something. What, I couldn’t tell, but it frightened me enough to tap Evan’s back, my signal for wanting to be put down. He doesn’t at first, instead sitting down in the chair before sitting me down in front of him on the desk so we were eye level. The position made me flighty, but I suddenly couldn’t escape. It felt like one of those positions someone put you in before making advances.

“Catching you didn’t seem as important anymore.”

The answer to my question, and yet I was even more confused than before. 

“I thought that was the point?”

Nothing. I can see his mouth twitch through the gap in his mask, like he wanted to say something. He places his hands on my legs, I can feel his gaze boring through me. His hands felt like they were searing my skin, and my heart was pumping like it would near him in a trial. God, what was happening? 

“I didn’t like seeing you hurt.”

The response only made me more nervous. What was that supposed to mean? Why wouldn’t he like it, he was a Killer that was his whole thing-

“Evan?” My voice wavers slightly, tapping his hands. He moves them, but doesn’t move away to let me free. I try tapping his shoulders but he doesn’t budge. 

He lifts his mask slightly. He shows me his face, which is dark and scarred from his years as the Entity’s number one pet. There was an unexpected softness about him as he leaned forward, staring at me. 

“Don’t tell me you like me,” I whisper softly. It wasn’t a serious request, I wanted more than anything for it to be true, and his small nod makes my heart both soar and sink.

“Are we going to get in trouble?”

He shrugs, cupping my face lightly. “I don’t really care if we do.” Evan gives me a soft kiss, and I suddenly don’t care as well. I let the large man hold me there, not really afraid anymore. We sit like this, me basically straddling him and Evan just holding me. Neither of us move for the rest of the hour, until he has to leave for another trial and I reluctantly return to the campfire.

[asktheovertaken]

((ID: A drawing where Venet, Mags and Marengo begin exit the tunnel they have been travelling through while answering asks. Small text next to Mags reads: so cramped. Marengo says: Here we are. End ID))

((ID: A landscape of a town, two stalls used for displaying items youd like to sell are nearest to the viewer. Many building are visible in the background, all square or mound shaped, with the exception of one in the back that has multiple shapes sticking out of it. Theres a staircase at the very back of town, leading to an odd building with three green lights on either side of its first section. Its shown to have three visible sections. Theres a door on its first section. End ID))

[words-in-the-wind]

Chapter 3: The One where Wilbur learns, that his actions have consequences

Previous: Chapter 2

Word Count:1,253

“Wilbur Soot. I assume you know why you’ve been called here today?” The imposing form of Headmistress Ilvia looked down at him, steel grey eyes hard. Wilbur is quiet, for once, and twists the bottom of his sweater in his hands, a nervous tic he’s never been able to squash. The headmistress tuts, fingers tap tap tapping on the wood of her desk. Her office is an intimidating place, walls of hewn stone and large wooden bookshelves designed to make the offending student feel small. Wilbur certainly feels small right now. “Mr. Soot, in the span of only three days, you’ve managed to charm the entire student body with your voice, flood the first floor with saltwater, and Polymorph Professor Vani into a large owl. What do you have to say for yourself.” Wilbur opens his mouth, as if to speak, but closes it again sullenly, staring at the floor. Its not like any of this was his fault. He didn’t want to sing in the first place, but Vani, the asshole, pressured him into it. In what was possibly the most echo-y place in the entire school. Wasn’t his fault the other student were so weak willed. 
The flooding might have been intentional, but it was out of revenge! Headmistress Ilvia sighs, “You know we only took you in as a favor to Miss Nihachu, a vaunted alumni to this institution. But you really have gone too far this time. I’ve no choice but to expel you.” Wilbur freezes, unable to process what he’s heard. Expelled? Sure he was wild, at times, but his grades and performance was one of the best in the school! Surely he couldn’t be expelled. “I am very sorry about this, but your behavior this time was truly out of hand. And in that very moment, his world came crashing down around him. Moving mechanically, he packs his things, carefully slinging his guitar across his back, over the pack he’d been given. The Ustenvald Academy of Music had been his home for the better part of three years. And now he was being kicked out. Of course he was. Nothing good ever lasted, and he had been a fool to believe this would.

-x-

Which, ironically, lead to a series of events which now found Wilbur running for his life, pursued by a pack of wolves. “Shit shit shit shit shit!” Wilbur muttered, taking a sharp left turn when a tree loomed in front of him. He couldn’t get his guitar out, considering it was slung across his back and he was still running full tilt, and he couldn’t even charm them with his voice, cause he was very out of breath. Suddenly, he heard a painful yelp, followed by a hard thud of a body hitting a tree. Wilbur turned, catching a glimpse of pink hair and red skin before he tripped, tumbling to the ground with a shout. He scrambles to his feet quickly, just in time to watch as the incredibly intimidating person in front of him plunge the prongs of a trident into the body of a prone wolf. “You alright?” The man turns to him and wow, that boar skull helm was very very scary. 
“Uhh, yeah, yeah I’m fine.” Three years of learning how to be eloquent enough to be playing for emperors and empresses and one, albeit very intimidating, man was enough to throw him off completely. “Hm.” The man grunted out, holding a hand out to Wilbur, “TechnoBlade, I’ll escort you to the nearest city.” Wilbur paled a little, before taking the half-orc’s hand. He’d heard of the Blade, of course. Anyone who went to the Institute had. “I’m Wilbur, Wilbur Soot, and if its all the same to you, I’d rather avoid the cities for now.” Wilbur could feel the gaze of those red, red eyes picking him apart, looking at the shabby clothing and worn guitar on his back. “Right. This way then.” Techno struck out in a direction that was very much not the way the city was. 
“Wait- I just said.”
“Not a city, a friend.” Wilbur really didn’t see much of an option, and so he followed the broader man, stepping carefully where the other did. It took several days of travel, something that Wilbur had been getting used to over the past month, but really, TechnoBlade put him to shame. He felt like the man could probably cover the entire distance without rest, and was only stopping because he was there. On the fourth day, they reached what seemed like a much calmer forest, and Wilbur felt at ease enough to shift his guitar to his front, and start strumming a few chords. He could see Techno’s (when did the half-orc become Techno?) ears flick back, but there wasn’t any other reaction. Wilbur hummed a little tune to accompany the guitar, but otherwise stayed quiet. Right as the sun was setting, they came across a cottage. Two stories, clearly well loved and very cared for. Techno went straight up to the door, knocking on it solidly. “Coming!” A voice trilled from within, and when the door opened, Wilbur couldn’t stop his jaw from falling open. Inside stood an Aarakocra, one of the bird-folk from the east. His mouth snapped shut with an audible click. “Oh, Techno! Come on in. And you’ve brought a friend?”
“Saved him from some wolves, thought he needed a place to stay, didn’t want to go to a city.” Techno entered the cottage and Wilbur trailed him, looking around awkwardly, “I don’t mean to impose.” “Oh, its nothing, I’m Phil, and this’s my home. You’re welcome to stay if you need.” Wilbur nodded shakily, it would be nice to have a home for a while, even if it didn’t work out in the end. “I’m Wilbur, its uh, nice to meet you.” Minding his manners, Wilbur held out a hand to shake.  Phil took it with a grin, but didn’t let go, and instead pulled him towards another door. “This’ll be your room, theres a bed and some sheets there now, and a wardrobe for your things.” Wilbur peered around Phil’s frame, taking in the simple room. It was very different to his quarters at the Institute, where every surface was covered in tapestry and the furniture was rich mahogany. And yet, he liked this room far more. It felt comforting, in a way that the cold stone of Ustenvald never had. “I’ll leave you to unpack then.” Phil’s voice broke through Wilbur’s thoughts, bringing him back into the moment, “I’ll call when dinner’s ready.” The Aarakocra exited the room, careful not to bang his wings against the doorframe, and closed the door behind him, leaving Wilbur in the room. He dropped his satchel on the floor, leaned the guitar against the wall roped onto the bed with a sigh, flopping back onto the soft mattress. Fuck, he was exhausted, mentally and physically. Wilbur shut his eyes, for a moment, he told himself, only for a moment.

-x-

Phil poked his head into his new guest’s room, only to chuckle quietly at the sight of the prone figure on the bed. Techno had warned him the boy might be asleep after days of hard travel and not much rest. Silently, he shifted the boy -Wilbur- so that he was lying with his head on the pillows, another blanket from the wardrobe thrown over him. No matter where the kid came from, he’d be safe now.

Next: Chapter 4

[boleyn-falcon]

The Queens of The Castle  Chapter 4

THE TIME HAS COME - IT HAS BEEN UPDATED!!!

im soooooo sorry this took like a month(i actually had half of this chapter written already) ill try and keep on it now since this up coming week is my last week of school! 

And if you got tagged, theres a chance you prolly even forgot about this fic by now... hehe whoops and if you've just been added to my general fic taglist, welcome to the shit show! imma link the last few chapters so you can catch up!

[im also sorry for the last chapters, they where my first fics and i didnt grammer or spell check them so be careful of that, i have grammerly now so its a lot better]

Chapter1 Chapter2 Chapter3 

‘The queens make it to the resort and get ready for the park!’

Word-count - 1256

TW - None! (other than an unholy amount of fluff)

The group made their way up to the fifth floor to find their two rooms, three queens per room. “Here they are!” Jane exclaimed unlocking the door with a grey band on her wrist and opened the door to the first room. The room had one queen-sized bed and a bunk bed. “ Me, Kitty, and Anne will take this room since I bet they want the bunk beds” The beheaded cousins ran into the room already claiming bunks. “I call the top bunk!”, “C’mon Annie!”, Jane and Cathy let out a small chuckle watching the previous queens of England fight over who gets the top bunk.      The blonde walks over to the next room over and opens the door to find two queen-sized beds, “I don’t care what you lot say I’m getting a bed to myself”, Anna stated as she set her stuff by the bed closest to the door. “Well I guess that just leaves you and me mi hija, I hope you don't kick”, the older Spanish queen says with a laugh. After a few minutes of adjusting and setting up all of their belongings, they start to settle in. In the first room Anne and Kat are already buzzing with excitement and a bit of impatience. To waste some time while the others get ready, Kat skips over to the balcony next to Jane’s bed and walks outside. The young queen is in awe as she looks over to see a beautiful grass field with amazing savannah trees. She stares for a few minutes longer, she starts to turn to go back into the room but something catches the corner of her eye. She turns back to see two majestic giraffes walking too one of the trees right in front of their room. Right as Kat is about to call in her cousin, she sees a small baby giraffe run with its long lanky legs to catch up with the other giraffes, it’s family.         “Annie! Jane! Come out here and see this!”, they open the door to reveal Kat with one of the biggest smiles they have ever seen on her face.  They both walk forward to see what their friend was yelling about and see the small family of giraffes eating from the tree.  “Oh Kitty, that's amazing! They are so beautiful!”, the motherly queen says giving the pink-haired girl a soft smile and a hug. Anne, with a large smile on her face, takes out her phone to take a picture of this moment so they can always have it. The picture had Anne holding the phone while smiling, Jane hugging Kat, and the giraffe family in the background clearly in view.        After a few more minutes of gawking at the animals, all six walk into the lobby, ready to take on the first park. There is when an issue arrived, they didn't know what park to go to for the first day. On one hand Magic kingdom was the main park, but it was also very overwhelming since there was so much.  They finally just gave up and decided to pick Magic Kingdom since they couldn't decide and only do some of the park today and the rest another day.     “Okay girls first we need to figure out how to get there since we have no car, I’ve heard that there are buses that can take us there”, Cathrine then pulled out her phone to find bus times and what stops the buses make. Cathy was way too distracted by the little wristbands Jane had all given them. Each queen’s band had a little Mickey head on them and they had all of their corresponding colors. Cathrine had yellow, Anne had green, Jane had grey, Anna had red, Kitty had pink and finally Cathy had blue. Jane had used hers to unlock their room doors and she vaguely remembers her explaining that they always need them on. The blue-clad queen was always marveled at the new technology of the 21st century, from street lights to iPhones, it was all so fascinating. When hearing about the resort that they would be spending their week at, it only ignited a flame in her mind of what all she could see. Cathy shooed these ‘nerdy’ thoughts, trying to just focus on waiting for any new information her godmother may provide about their means of travel.          “Okay loves! Our bus will be here in around five minutes so let's hurry up and get down there”, Cathrine leads the queens out the door of the lobby and to the line of people waiting to get on the next bus. The bus arrives and they all pile in, ready to see what lies ahead of them.        After a just few minutes of a slightly loud bus ride, Kat was already starting to get antsy in her seat. There’s so much she wants to see, all of the rides, new foods, a new culture even, it was making her mind race. The youngest queen was surely excited, but also scared, this was all so new and foreign. Just the bus ride alone overloaded her senses, the people were very talkative and honestly, kinda loud. She takes out her earbuds from the small maroon drawstring she had brought with her and began to listen to some calming orchestral music. The girl leans her head on the window of her seat and watches the myriad of large trees that scattered the land with a mix of purple road signs. Kathrine’s attention was grabbed as she felt an arm around her shoulder, she was immediately startled and panicked, she turns her head to only see Anna’s warm smile. She calms down almost instantly and removes her earbuds, “Oh hey Anna! What’s up?”. The German woman shifted slightly and gave a kind look to her younger friend, “Well I know when its loud like this is works you up a tad so I thought i might come over and just kinda be here for you”. Kat gave a huge smile and hugged the red queen in appreciation and they began to make small talk to calm the pink girl’s nerves.        Meanwhile, Cathrine and Jane chatted away at what to do first at the park, they knew Anne and Cathy liked having a schedule so they wanted to make sure they knew what they were doing.  The golden queen pulled up a map of the park and began to start making plans, “Okay so it looks like after we get to the front of this castle here it makes somewhat of a circle, I say we start at a place called ‘Adventure Land’ and make out way around to ‘Tomorrow Land’”. The blonde looked over her friend’s shoulder at her phone and smiled, “That seems like a rather nice plan Cathrine, it looks like they designed it so you’re going from the past to the future, kinda like we did in a way”. The Spaniard laughed and thought about the last comment her friend made, she was right after all and made her plan even better.         The bus came to a stop and they exited to find they weren’t at a park, but looked to be some kind of transport center. Their suspicions were confirmed when Jane read allowed the nearest sign “Ticket and transportation center, hm well this doesn’t seem like the Magic Kingdom”, she looked the sign over to see pictures of train-like vehicles with arrows. Anna approaches the purple sign then turns to her fellow queens, “Well Shit”.

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[thosekidswhohuntmonsters]

Eve of Destruction

Summary: Everyone has a past, some more honorable than others. After a mission gone wrong, Bucky has no choice but to visit one of the darkest parts of his, the only glimmer of hope being you….if only you can forgive him after all this time..

Word Count: 2038

Song Pairing: Eve of Destruction- Berry McGuire

Authors note: This will be a mini-series so if you want to be tagged just comment below! 

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     You pulled out your dagger from the body laying at your feet, “Oh fuck me”. Cleaning your favorite weapon you rubbed it against your leg, the blood not showing against your black pants. Bucky continued to hold Steve up, “Doll I had too-”.

“Don’t doll me Barnes, it’s been five years. You really think bringing pretty boy here is a good idea?”.

Sam began to get a little ancy, knowing that Steve wouldn’t be able to hold on much longer. He parted his lips to speak but Bucky narrowed his eyes, silenting telling him to not make this any worse.

     Bucky sighed, “Look, you want his blood on your hands?  You know what he means to me (y/n)”. Looking up at the sky you groaned, knowing that this was a bad idea but you had too. 

You began, “Within two seconds of you being here someone’s already tried to challenge you, and if I hadn’t been here to take em out it would’ve been your ass on the floor”.

For affect you nudged the dead body at your feet, hoping it would remind Bucky of the severity of this entire situation. He tried to answer but you continued, “You’re lucky nostalgia is a bitch..follow me and don’t say anything until we’re in my room okay?”.

Bucky nodded his head, and after you turned around he smirked. Under his breath Sam said, “If you’re wrong about this place, I’ll make sure it is your ass on the floor”. Taking a step toward he helped carry Steve, easing the weight.

The three of them were currently on a secret mission, Steve abandoning the title of Captain America and all its’ restrictions, and finally doing some dirty work. Following up on an old hydra lead from Bucky’s past had lead them here.

Hecate’s Crossroads. A safe haven for mercenaries and criminals alike, a sort of playground for the worst of the worst. In Greek mythology Hecate was a shapeshifter goddess of dark and forbade forces, it seemed only fit to name the place after her.

It hid in plain sight, what appeared to be a hotel to most was actually an oasis for those who lived on the darker side of life. It had been a second home to Bucky when he was the winter soldier, which was how he knew to bring an extremely injured Steve here.

The men followed behind you, watching you type in your six digit code to leave the back alley and enter the building, and then another four digit code to enter the elevator and go to your correct floor and room.

Sam had thought he’d seen it all, but everything he was witnessing now was completely new to him. There were your classic goons and thugs, drug pushers and dealers, but there were also people with super abilities.

If Steve hadn’t been going in and out of consciousness he would’ve been just as shocked and intrigued. After what seemed like the hundreth code the men finally entered your room, Sam shocked once again to see how nice it was.

“Do I even wanna know how you pay for this?”. The men hoisted Steve onto your huge marble kitchen countertop, an almost makeshift operating table. While beginning to get to work you teased, “Hmm let’s pretend I get paid a $100 for every confirmed kill”.

After seeing the look in Sam’s eyes while trying to do that math Bucky intervened, “She’s kidding Sam”. Sam calmed down for a moment until he watched you silently mouth “no I’m not”. He sighed and instead chose to focus on Steve.

As you rolled up your sleeves Bucky opened multiple cabinets getting various herbs and crystals, this wasn’t the first time you’d both done this. He laid them around and on top of Steve, hitting all the right areas.

You rolled your head in a circle and cracked various bones, prepping your body for what you were about to do. After closing your eyes you told Bucky, “You owe me big time James”. That was the first time Sam had ever heard anyone called Bucky by his real name, not even Steve did it.

Unfazed Bucky nodded his head and let you get to work. As you slowly began to repeat an incantation various patterns appeared on your skin and began to glow a vibrant blue. Sam marveled as he watched the same patterns appear on Steve.

The longer you spoke the more vibrant the colors became, and they also grew and expanded. Within no time Steve’s entire body was glowing, and so was yours. Bucky smiled as he looked at Sam and how amazed he was.

Bringing your hands closer together you moved your fingers, a now navy ball of energy forming between your palms. Looking to Steve again Sam saw that same ball of energy surround Steve’s heart before almost exploding and reaching every inch of Steve’s skin as it disappeared.

The room fell silent as Steve began to wake up, his eyes glowing an intense dark blue for a moment. Abruptly he sat up, just as shocked as Sam when he realized he didn’t need any recovery time.

You weren’t just any normal human, you were half terran and half something else. You didn’t know much about your mother, but your father hadn’t been lying when he’d said she’d been special.

She’d given you your powers; they were almost like a ying and yang kinda thing. You had the ability to heal just about anyone or anything, but that could just as easily shift as to inflicting an umberable amount of pain.

You past hadn’t been perfect, especially when people realized how much damage you could cause, so you refrained from using them as much as you could.

“All fixed, now get pretty boy out of here before anyone else realizes you’re back James”. Following the sound of your voice Steve turned toward you, not only wondering who the hell you were but why you’d just called Bucky by his real name.

The sound of the door beginning to unlock made everyone tense up, and once again you reached for your dagger. Quickly Steve got off of the counter and took his fighting stance between Bucky and Sam.

The door crashed open, “Honeybuns I’m home- holy fuck you didn’t tell daddypool you were bringing home America’s sweetheart and his emo boyfriend! I would’ve freshened up”. Everyone eased up when they realized it was only Wade.

Pulling off his mask Wade moaned, “God sometimes it feels like I’m trapped inside a big red condom..I know safe sex is great sex..but I’d rather let life fuck my raw”. Sighing in annoyance you left the kitchen and joined him.

“It looks like it already has”. Wade threw the nearest pillow at you, hoping to stop your laughter. He narrowed his eyes, “Laugh all you want, but I know I’m totally in your clit-flicks”.

“Did you just try to do the female version of spank-bank..what is wrong with you?”. After answering with pretty much everything, Wade jumped up from the couch and entered the kitchen.

Like a complete animal he started to rummage through the cabinets looking for food. After stuffing his mouth as soon as he could he pointed to the countertop, “I see you’ve started the virgin sacrifice without me”.

Sam genuinely laughed for the first time all day, loving the insinuation that Steve was still a virgin. You turned to Steve, “It’s nice to meet you but like I said, you guys can’t be here”.

Steve didn’t even know where here was, and as he looked to Bucky he saw an almost shameful look on his face. Sam was sold, “I’d like to listen to the scary lady, let’s go before the lights go off and we wake up without kidneys”.

“Don’t worry Tweety, we go straight for the heart around here because it’s worth the big bucks”. Wade finished his sentence with a smile before stuffing his mouth again. Bucky took a step forward, “We’ll be on our way doll, thank you”.

You didn’t know why, but you felt a pang of regret after hearing him say those words. He looked at you solemnly, and you wondered if he’d felt the same way you had. You’d both be lying if you said the first time he’d left had gone smoothly.

Before anyone could say anything, you heard the worst sound anyone could hear in Hecate’s Crossroads, the lockdown alarms sounded throughout the entire building. Knowing what that meant Bucky immediately tensed up.

“James what did I tell you? Now we’re all stuck here until he decides we can go”.

Looking around the room metal suddenly surrounded all the windows and exits, literally locking you in the building. It was part of the protocol, someone would press a button and all exits would be blocked off.

Steve grew impatient hearing you call Bucky by his real name, it wasn’t that he was jealous it was that you obviously meant something to Bucky and he’d had no idea who you were. Wade put his mask back on, “You went and pissed of the big guy, even I don’t wanna poke that bear”.

“Buck, you need to start talking”. As Bucky looked to Steve he was filled with guilt. Bucky knew that this was a huge secret to keep, but right now he couldn’t tell Steve everything. You stepped forward, “No. We all need to get suited up and find out what he wants”.

Steve’s annoyance was more visible, “Who”. Steve continued to hold Bucky’s gaze, surprised to see his friends entire expression change. Bucky opened the cabinets under the sink, happy to see that’s still where you’d stocked your weapons.

“Titan”, Bucky answered while cocking his old favorite gun that you’d somehow kept all these years. The fact that it was just a one word answer scared both Steve and Sam, as if solely his name explained how dangerous this all was.

Wade laughed almost insanely, “Oh you think we’re bad news? That guy makes Hitler look like as intimidating as one of the fucking teletubbies…Laa-Laa though not Tinky-Winky because he’s seen some shit you know?”.

Slapping Wade behind the head got him to shut right up. Steve put his emotions aside, “So, what’s the plan”. Suddenly everyone in the room looked to you, making you look up at the sky and curse again.

There was another announcement that sounded through the entire intercom, Steve thankful that all you swears were now muffled. The voice was Titan himself, something that rarely happened.

It appears someone has brought Captain America here, and no one is leaving until we find his star-spangled ass and see if he really bleeds red, white, and blue. The doors of your rooms will unlock in five, which means his ass better be brought to the penthouse in ten.

It was like you’d asked the universe if things could get any worse, and it was doing it’s best to show you they could. Titan’s announcement would result in nearly every goon hunting down Steve, and you.

Before anyone could say anything Bucky held your gaze, for a moment acting as if it was just the two of you. His expression was soft, “I promise I won’t let you lose control, I won’t leave this-”.

If you let him continue his sentence you would’ve started crying. You needed to fight all the memories that were trying to resurface, “Let’s just promise to all make it out alive”. It wasn’t much, but Bucky knew it was the best you could do.

It was more than you owed him really, given everything he’d done it was a miracle you’d even helped Steve for him. Wade looked down at his adventure time watch, “We can save the longing glances and eye-sex for a later date, we got four minutes until this turns into a real life game of saw”.

You nodded your head, daring not to even look at Bucky right now because all the emotions running through you. You’d been right, nastologia was a bitch and it was making you realize that maybe you’d never stopped loving Bucky to begin with…

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Scorpio Rising Death In Vegas Rar

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Scorpio Rising Death In Vegas Lyrics

Death In Vegas Scorpio Rising Rar

Scorpio rising (2003) 385942. 429 Maxi-CD used. Finest Vinyl and CD Shop. The Largest Collection in Germany. Second Hand and New. FUN RECORDS Online Shop MAILORDER. One of europes largest selection of used records. Scorpio rising, and paint it red A psychic equalizer in your head Come along nice, come along dead Scorpio rising, and paint it red A psychic equalizer in your head. Writer/s: TIM HOLMES, RICHARD DENIS MAGUIRE, HARRY PRATT, IAN BUTTON, ANDREW WHISTON.

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Scorpio Rising by Death in Vegas feat. Liam Gallagher, heavily influenced by Status Quo's 'Pictures of Matchstick Men'. Three panel double digipak; comes with 24-page booklet. Strings on tracks 1-6, 1-8 & 1-10 recorded at Trinity Wave Station, Chennai, India. Track 1-3 includes samples taken from 'Rock Around The Clock' (written and composed by De Knight/Freedman) by Telex and 'Whitewater' (written by Dan Bitney/Bundy K. Brown/John Herndon/Doug McCombs/John McEntire) by Tortoise.

▼ CD 1#TitleRatingLength1Leather

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Leather

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Richard Fearless and Tim Holmes(Death in Vegas)

33:302Girls

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Susan Dillane

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Girls

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Richard Fearless and Tim Holmes(Death in Vegas)

34:303Hands Around My Throat

guest vocals:

Nicola Kuperus

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Hands Around My Throat

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Dan Bitney, Kenneth Brown, Richard Fearless, John Herndon, Tim Holmes(Death in Vegas), Nicola Kuperus, Douglas McCombs, John McEntire and Adam Lee Miller

35:08423 Lies

guest vocals:

Susan Dillane

recording of:

23 Lies

writer:

Susan Dillane, Richard Fearless, Gerry Goffin, Tim Holmes(Death in Vegas) and Carole King

3:495Scorpio Rising

guest vocals:

Liam Gallagher(English musician, lead singer of Oasis)

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Scorpio Rising

writer:

Ian Button, Richard Fearless, Tim Holmes(Death in Vegas), Harry Pratt and Francis Rossi

55:386Killing Smile

guest vocals:

Hope Sandoval

conductor:

L. Subramaniam

strings arranger:

L. Subramaniam

recording of:

Killing Smile

writer:

Richard Fearless, Tim Holmes(Death in Vegas), Hope Sandoval and L. Subramaniam

4:497Natja

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Natja (L.A.M.F mix) by Death in Vegas

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Natja

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Richard Fearless and Tim Holmes(Death in Vegas)

3:508So You Say You Lost Your Baby

guest vocals:

Paul Weller

conductor:

L. Subramaniam

strings arranger:

L. Subramaniam

cover recording of:

So You Say You Lost Your Baby

writer:

Gene Clark(US singer-songwriter; founder of The Byrds)

3:019Diving Horses

guest vocals and vocals:

Dot Allison

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Diving Horses

lyricist:

Dot Allison

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Dot Allison, Richard Fearless and Tim Holmes(Death in Vegas)

4.35:1110Help Yourself

guest vocals:

Hope Sandoval

conductor:

L. Subramaniam

strings arranger:

L. Subramaniam

recording of:

Help Yourself

lyricist:

Hope Sandoval

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Richard Fearless, Tim Holmes(Death in Vegas), Hope Sandoval and L. Subramaniam

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Scorpio Rising Death In Vegas Lyrics

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Susan Dillane (tracks 2, 4)

Hope Sandoval (tracks 6, 10)

Liam Gallagher(English musician, lead singer of Oasis) (track 5)

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Dot Allison (track 9)

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Dot Allison (track 9)

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Dan Bitney (track 3)

Ian Button (track 5)

Gene Clark(US singer-songwriter; founder of The Byrds) (track 8)

Richard Fearless (tracks 1–7, 9–10)

John Herndon (track 3)

Carole King (track 4)

Douglas McCombs (track 3)

Adam Lee Miller (track 3)

Francis Rossi (track 5)

L. Subramaniam (tracks 6, 10)

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Scorpio Rising by Death in Vegas with Liam Gallagher (track 5)

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23 Lies (track 4)

Girls (track 2)

Help Yourself (track 10)

Leather (track 1)

Scorpio Rising (track 5)

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The first taste of the new material, 'Hands Around My Throat', was a curious appetiser, a pleasant enough nod towards the electroclash farrago, although not the greatest tune. If, however, they could afford to leave the formidable b-side, 'Scorpio', off the album, what possible delights would messrs Fearless and Holmes offer us this time?

One thing is clear from the first power-chord: there are great tranches of Scorpio Rising that have nothing to do with dance or electronica: DIV are clearly wearing their Rock pants today.

'Leather' is an obvious calling card, opening their account with an absurdly fuzzy bass, balls-out guitar, thrashing drums and radiant keyboards. 'Girls' clarifies the statement of intent, initially laden with Susan Dillane's mellifluous cooing, before careering, unapologetically, into a joyous cacophony, still underpinned by the angelic vocal. This rough diamond aesthetic becomes a feature of the record; however battered and grubby songs initially sound, you dont have to scratch far beneath the surface for the innate, melodic lustre to appear.

The female voices are generally stacked on a dreamy, ethereal axis - Dillane is joined by the remarkably similar-sounding Dot Allison and the sublime Hope Sandoval. By contrast, theres a whiff of Dad Rock about the choice of blokes; Liam Gallagher rubbing shoulders with Paul Weller, covering a tune by erstwhile Byrds singer, Gene Clark. That said, Liam sounds rejuvenated on the albums title track, excited to get his laughing gear round a song worth singing.

To an extent, Scorpio Rising is to DIV what Bow Down To The Exit Sign was to David Holmes, with Liam serving a similar purpose to Bobby Gillespie on the Holmes wig-out, 'Sick City'. Both artists are born out of DJ culture and enjoy wildly diverse musical tastes, which isn't to say that this is merely a voguish rediscovery of garage rock. 'Killing Smile' strolls through countrified banjos and a field of strings recorded in India, followed by the minimal and faintly Dr Who-ish 'Natja', the nearest thing to electronica as we know it and even that has cellos.

There's nothing here that quite matches the malevolent attack of Iggy Pop confessing 'Im a murderer' on 'Aisha' (from The Contino Sessions), but 'Help Yourself' closes proceedings on a stellar high. It starts anonymously enough, but builds patiently through 10.5 epic minutes of Hope Sandoval's divine, trouser-melting tones and more Indian strings to a majestic finale. As the last strains drift out of the speakers and over the horizon, you'd be a brave man to bet on what the next album will sound like.

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Barenaked Cardiology: Episode 8; Step 3=???

MORNING class, I fucked up my dentist apointment so now i have to wait untill my regularly scheduled naptime to go, so here I am in all my over worked and under slept glory, trying to entertain myself, So lets talk about step 3 on our 12 lead interperitation flow chart, QRS problems. 

So, as you know it now, the width of the QRS is how we determine if a rhythm originates in, or above the ventricles. Unfortunately’ I’m about to take all of the simplicity out of that statement. you see in order to call a rhythm ventricular unless its slow and wide as shit (see below) we have to rule out a bunch of other shit. 

(calling this ventricular is a pretty safe bet)

the first of these you talk about in 12 leads are the bundle branch blocks. these can either be a symptom of new damage, age changes, or completely benign in order to really tell you need to compare to an old EKG and since thats practically a miracle if you aren’t the patients cardiologist, we typically cant do that, but since its something on our elimination list, lets take a look. find your nearest EKG and flip to Lead V1, Lets talk about the bundle branch blocks. 

Bundle branch blocks (BBB) can be Left or Right. There are a few criteria for BBBs the QRS must be greater than .12 if I catch you fuckers calling something a BBB with a QRS less than 3 little boxes so help me. DO NOT DO THIS. since we have now determined the QRS is widened. lets look at what it is doing. Is it a V shape pointing only downward? 

CONGRATS its a Left BBB. 

are there TWO R waves? (the second is known as R’)

This is a Right BBB. (NOTE 2 Rs in RRIGHT) 

there are changes in V6 you can look at but I’ve found just looking at V1 to be sufficient since I’m not a fucking cardiologist and Ive got better shit to do and this probably isn’t going to kill someone. 

if your QRS is wider than .19 however THIS IS BAD. you probably have hyperkalemia or some other conduction problem on top of the BBB. also, DO NOT forget to look at the T waves, use all the leads. 

ER doc was quick to dismiss this as a LBBB, however the T waves are tall in V1-3  and there is an upward deflection at the beginning of the QRS in V1 which doesn’t necessarily mean anything, but personally triggers me to be suspicious. this patient was acutely ill and hyperkalemic.   

The other bit of bad news is aberrancy. this is when the pathway of conduction through the ventricles is abnormal and the QRS is wider, and mostly comes into play when we’re trying to differentiate an SVT from a VT. 

If its monomorphic but IRREGULAR its probably AFib with RVR with Aberrancy. if there is no progression of the QRS in the precordial leads (they are all positive or all negative) then its probably VT, same with a far right axis (two thumbs down) theres more, but but sometimes its just going to have to be trial and error to correct and if they’re sick enough just zap em. 

Moving on to Pathologic q waves. a Pathologic q wave can be one of the following. Greater than 1mm/1 small box wide, greater than 2mm/boxes deep, more than 25% the depth of the QRS or any q wave apearing in V1-3 (notice how even in the EKG above the first deflection in V1-3 is positive) I’m not going to go into it too much more because either its an OLD MI or there’s probably something else cluing you in and if it wont kill you I probably don’t care that much. look here if you do though.

If the QRS alters in height (do not confuse with baseline wander) this is electrical alternans and can be a sign of pericardial effusion, especially ominous In trauma or with a rapid onset of symptoms. 

if a widened QRS exits in the presence of abnormally (think outside the space normally allotted for a single lead) tall QRS, this can signify ventricular hypertrophy. again look at V1. mostly down? LVH, Mostly Up(or even equal)? RVH. tall QRS can be a normal variant in kids, and young, thin, athletic types. the QRS may also not be widened much, if any. 

SPECIAL ABNORMALITIES: I’m still working on some of these personally. DO YOURSELF A FAVOR and come back to these after you have mastered the basics. 

1. not new but important: the Delta wave in WPW. WPW is a common cause of sudden cardiac death in teens and young adults who have usually never had an EKG before, it is also a common cause of SVT in this same population. The Delta wave is a gentle sluring of the PR segment into the R wave. rather than a sharp point. this represents the alternative pathway in WPW that causes all the problems. 

2. Brugada Syndrome: Brugada syndrome has 3 different pattern types, is especially common in asian males, and is a potential cause of sudden cardiac death. 

of the three “types” of Brugada patern, only type 1 is potentially diagnostic IF correlated to clinical criteria. and you MUST have >2mm STE in >1 lead (v1-3) followed by a negative T wave. (V1 and V2 in the image above)  type 2 and 3 are currently nondiagnostic. Clinical criteria include HX VF/VT, known brugada patern in a family member, history of sudden cardiac death in the family, syncope or noctournal agonal respirations.  Diagnosis warrants ICD placement. REMEMBER this is NOT an EKG exclusive diagnosis, it can “suggest” Brugada, clinical correlation can confirm, but you can not call this ekg alone “Brugada Syndrome”

3. QRS widening with overdose of a calcium channel blocking medication, typically a tricyclic antidepressant, or an antiarrythmic. calcium channel blocking ALSO affects the central nervous system. Seizures and Ventricular dysrhythmia are the most serious presentations. 

EKG changes come in the form of widening QRS, sinus tachycardia, and Right Axis deviation and possibly a RBBB. 

like so. 

Thats all I have for you in this episode but we’re finally starting to make sense of some shit, how does that feel. 

Get on with it. 

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Day 5 Trying not to take stuff for granted, being grateful

I woke up this morning having to shit really bad because I ate a whole all-star meal at Waffle House with two glasses of OJ. I couldn’t decide if I should shit in the airport parking garage, find a bathroom near the airport or drive to a gas station bathroom. I ended up trying to find a bathroom in the garage - NONE. So I drove as fast as possible to the nearest hopefully clean gas station. I shit, I took a bird bath, brushed my teeth, combed my hair, took a couple bathroom pics with my laptop, and then cleaned my car. A laundry mat is right next to the gas station so I instantly thought of starting the day off with dancing but realized there is a worker in there and its kinda weird dancing in a place where people work. Instead, I researched everywhere I was thinking about going today with my GPS and headed to my first spot, Centinnel park. A park in between all the places near downtown Atlanta I wanted to explore. I tried to find Parking that was super cheap or free but couldn’t find that. I circled around the park about twice until I blew a tire trying to circle it my third time. Instantly drove to a gas station, thought I was shit out of luck but didn’t lose my cool, searched for the spare tire - FOUND IT.  I searched for people to help me instead of wasting time pretending to know what I was doing. I spotted out two different construction worker men who looked like they were going to work, I asked  if they could help. One was Mexican and seemed like he couldn’t speak English, he told me he was waiting on someone and about to go to work but never left even after I left, the other guy was black and told me he had to go to work but by the time I finally got someone to help me, he was getting into a car with a odly skinny woman with stray hair and her hands tightened around a few bucks. Finally a guy in the store who ended up actually on the job as a Doritos delivery truck person, helped me and joined him a old black guy with a fat red sports car. After that I Called a bunch of tire places, found one, and headed there. while driving, I listened to Karinas groovy and dance Soundcloud playlists and found some gems, my favorite now to be ____. Finally after some wrong turns on Atlanta butchered roads, I found the tire place got my tired done in twenty minutes, while that was happening I visited a photo place that had film cameras and lenses and found a Nikon battery charger! Now I can take pics! I mightt just stay an extra day in ATL. After getting my charger and fixing my car, went to search the area nad they have a lot of African foods here but I have already spent so much money can’t do that so I sit outside working on my laptop liked I had planned to do later in the day but I figured why not get this anxiety out the way since they paid me. Shit they dont have wifi. What the next stop? But first let me gut this blunt, through the paper in my bad then head to my car ( the spot where I do all my research, the lab) and Search and refinalize my days plan. I head straight to little five points, I park in the neighborhood for da free. I roll a half joint because I broke the paper when I threw it in my bag, grab all my shit and walk into the nearest, cafe or coffee shop. ITs 130 thats how Ive been starting my days and Im cool with it. Im in this place called Brewhouse cafe but its looks nothing more than a bar, a European soccer bar , which is pretty dope to me. I want to go to a European bar just to watch soccer and be a part of the hype honestly. Or an actually soccer match that would be awesome. Ive been doing my work now for about three hours but it feels like 5. But im watching soccer and eating sunflower seeds so im a be alright! So finally got out at the actual 5th hour and I walked through the town and ATLANTA IS A MAGNIFICENT GLAMOUROUS CLUTTER its like my closet theres so much different things that you can go through. So I went through every single store out of 5 stores until it was 630 and time for me to head to the movies. I went through a crystal store which was out of my comfort zone because I dont really believe in that and I was so about not being a non believe. Before we talk about the stores lets talk bout how all outside theres a line of homeless people, Atlanta has a problem with that but its okay., anyways, so either the homeless people are selling stuff or staring not a problem though, but anyways so most of them areselling crystals or smoking weed illegally doing card tricks for people its like Las Vegas strip for the needy. Anyways, I goo into the asecond store and I dont remember verbatim what the second store was so inn just gonna go off of what I remember. There was a medical marijuana store, a record store, a vintage thrift shop, a African store, and a store with a question mark on top of it with a sign on the door saying the hours are maybe this and maybe that and it was awesome to se that. I love this place, s after many many many pictures, I realize that I found my favorite record store and they sell a lot of comics here. Its time to go, I go to the car smoke that half a blunt as. I lose my way to the movie theatre. When I get to the movie theatre I realize this is my favorite movie theater because the shit they show is so fiucking underground but so fucking good. So I saw this movie called the killing of a sacred deer and its one of my favorites, its thriller like split and I realized those are my favorite movies. On to the next movie theater - yes next movie theatre -yes Im splurging- sue me. So its drive in first of all - second of all - I got in for free by going through the exit, the security was laid up against the ticket box looked me in the eye and i swear he shrugged, anyways I get in and find the station and boom im sitting there watching Boo 2! - good ass movie by the way, I LOVE MADEA FOR A REEASON SOME FUNNY ASS SHIT - by the way I bought some more blunts on the way to the second movie theatre at a gas station and heated up some ramen and popcorn - im set. So im high as shit laughing and killing the game with life. I leave hungry as shit and trying to finda place that doesnt cost to sleep. I find PONCE - a cool looking neighborhood thats modern, I look for a parking garage- gotta pay, neighborhood - shady, I finally go to this apt complex with a security camera but loose parkinhg, before I actually park, I go to find some food - =instantly I look up mcdonalds and go to just get some fries because aim on a budget. FUCKKK theres a local restraint HEL YEA BUDGET OUT THE FUCKING WINDOW, I go and its fucking awesome its called THE COOKOUT and I dont know if its just me being high or what but their food is fucking amazing. I order - burger, corn dog, fries and shake for like 7 bucks. I park in this drive in style parking lot set up the office and boom im in heaven once again. Doing what I want, then a guy passes by my car and open the door with one hand in his pocket - bitch im out -  no way am I gonna open a door with onehand in my pocket unless I have gun- later I discovered its pretty cold he has a reasonable reason but I couldn’t do it. So now im in the “home” lot nad eating watching thats 70s show cause I missed it and im on the last seaozon of the office - gotta calm down. I go to sleep after eating and boom a day was made.

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A Time Of Undertaking: 6 Styles To Become A Badass World Traveler In 2016

As 2015 comes to a open, its normal to get romantic and start looking back on the memories constructed over the past year.

Every year has its ups and downs, and some are more fateful than others.

But as I began to think about my 26 th year and the ones before it, I realized for me, theres one fool-proof lane to stir recalls that will stand out in my mind forever, and that mode is to travel.

On top of the priceless knows that “re coming with” exploring a brand-new region, traveling obligates you a most independent, open-minded party and teaches you life assignments you might never learnt cooped up at home.

So while your health and fitness destinations and saving coin are important( and Im right there with you on those, extremely ), I would argue that we should all puttraveling more towards the top of our to-do rosters for2 016.

To help, I reached out to two millennial wandering bloggers who are killing video games, Brooke Saward of World of Wanderlust and Trevor Morrow of Trevor Morrow Travel, to be determined how we can all realize interpreting “the worlds” a realistic resolution in 2016.

Get your priorities in order.

Whether its limited vacation eras or a lack of funds, its easy to make excuses when it comes to travel.

Morrow, who is based in Los Angeles and has done everything from Tarzan-ing in the jungle to brewery hopping in Australia, declares his globetrotting lifestyle isnt plausible for everyone, but he enunciates if there is even the smallestamount of wiggle area in national budgets, all you have to do is prioritize.

He responds,

If gazing fresh is your priority, youll waste your extra money on clothes. If sitting at home and playing video games is your priority, youll invest your money on the latest PlayStation. If traveling is your priority…well, you find where Im departing. You have to really want to travel. Just like you have to really want to break a bad dres or genuinely wishes to get in shape to supersede. If “youre going” it, youll figure out a acces to make it happen. Its as simple as that.

Start out small.

So perhaps you cant afford a ticket around the world just yet. The key thenis to think local.

Morrow mentions,

Try to take three long weekend expeditions this year. Boom, youre now a traveler. Wake up early one Saturday morning and drive a few hours to the nearest big city — devour a cuisine youve never hard-handed before( perhaps Malaysian) and keep walking a neighborhood like youre a neighbourhood. Boom, youre now a traveler.

Saward, who booked a one-way ticket from her dwelling on the Australian island of Tasmania to London in 2012 on the day of her college graduation and has been at it ever since, agrees.

She speaks,

It always surprises me how much enjoyable you can have by only making a short road excursion to the beach or trekking a nearby mountain. One of my favorite things to do is re-explore my home.

Be smart with your money.

Both Saward and Morrow have learned to apply expedition first when it comes to spending.

For Morrow, that means restraint how many times he dines out per month and manufacturing his own lunches every day.

For Saward, its ridding herself of properties she doesnt require, and locating free activities to do with friends.

She alleges,

Taking all your old invests and belongings to a weekend market is a great way to reach some quick currency, as is selling your gondola. Wreaking extra alters not only sets more money in the bank but too impedes you from spending money going out with sidekicks so often, and over time you realize there are plenty of free replacements like catching up with a acquaintance for a strength walk instead of spending money used to go for lunch.

Of course, both are also pros at being thrifty on the road when necessary.

Morrow shows leasing an Airbnb or trying out dwelling exchanges, Couchsurfing, and WWOOF-ing.

Saward is a fan of the app HotelQuickly , which labor kind of like Uber, but for last-minute hotels.

Both advocated grabbing providings at neighbourhood markets instead of dining out for every snack, and taking advantage of free walking tours. Morrow does,

Im a big devotee of Sandemans New Europe Tours. They render great free walking tours in a variety of European metropolis. I think its an awesome happening to do on your first day in town.

Morrow also recommends the book How To Trip The World On $50 A Day by Matt Kepnes, and Saward wrote a upright titled “50 Space I Saved( A Lot) Of Money To Trip The World”on her blog.

Do your research, but be flexible.

Saward isa visual person who starts projecting a potential trip-up as soon as a photo catches her eye.

Morrow has a directory of ends a mile long, but he speaks its important to be flexible.

Be is accessible to what moves your way naturally. If a pal asks you to travel to a destination youve never daydreamed about, consider exiting! Or if you hear about a concerted effort or a celebration that piques your interest, bulge that end up on your schedule so you wont miss it.

It can also be helpful to plan your journeys based on the time of year( Is it rainy season in August? Will it be packed with tourists in June ?), Morrow suggests, and dont keep forgetting current exchange rates.

Ive been to Europe when the Euro is killing the U s dollars, and Ive been in Europe when the Dollar and Euro are on equivalence. Its much, much more fun to make( to Europe or anywhere) when you can stimulate your fund go further.

Dont be afraid to travel alone.

Working around your own planned is hard enough, which is why many of “the worlds” top jaunt bloggers, Saward and Morrow included, often roam alone.

Saward says hugging the no commitments stage of their own lives realise it easier to jump right in.

She adds,

It pressured me to rely only on myself, which is a really humbling knowledge, just knowing that if your entire world was taken away from you, you could make it on your own.

Morrow remembers how he was scared shitless on the plane to Nepal alone at age 18.

But let me tell you, when you return home, youll be confidently swaggering through international airports high-fiving strangers( or at the least thats how youll look ). Are well aware that you may be scared now, and thats normal, but youll be very proud of yourself for doing it. Derive confidence from knowing that traveling alone realise you a badass. Thoughts about those people sitting at home, afraid to go out and suffer “the worlds”. Do you really want to be one of those people? No!

Both travelers agree that the world isnt as creepy as it looks on TV.

Morrow tells,

In general, beings are route more category and good natured than the mainstream media would have you believe. Be street smart, be informed about, be informed, but dont be scared. Oh yeah, and dont be afraid to strike up a communication with beings at your inn/ hostel, at a bar, or on the street. If it gets weird, who attends, youll never attend them again.

Do it right while youre young.

Whatever stage in life you get bitten by the travel defect, own it! But the earlier “youre starting”, the easier it to be able to reap the benefits.

For Saward, who recommends everyone obligate Southeast Asia, South America and a Eurotrip priorities in their twenties, traveling young mean becoming more self-confident in herself.

I became a person I actually like to be around. Before advance I cared too much about what others thought of me and didn’t just knowing that I did and didn’t like( because I wasn’t intrepid enough to try anything new ).

Morrow points out that a well-traveled resume sees you a better being on paper and off.

He reads,

Aside from realizing you a lane more interesting party at parties, traveling while youre young can really change the rest of their own lives. Traveling builds you kinder, more understanding, more patient, more self sufficient — certainly potential benefits are interminable. And its not mentioned often, but the experiences had and sciences acquired from traveling while youre young, especially for longer periods of time or in places that one might consider challenging, can really be selling items in a job interview.

He proposes three types of tours for millennial travelers to kick off your 2016 bucket index TAGEND

1. Lead somewhere as geographically far from being, and as culturally differences between, your residence as you can. And if you can, stay here for as long as possible. A few illustrations would be places like India, Nepal or Japan.

2. Travel in your “countries “. Its easy to be seduced by beautiful photos to foreign targets, but its important be informed about the two countries you call dwelling and the ones who inhabit it. America is utterly gargantuan, and diverse, and beautiful. Take a superhighway trip-up, clique, visit national parks. Visit out of the lane homes. Eat at diners. Talk to the waitress. Youll be surprised that exactly inspecting different parts of American can provide a foreign experience.

3. Party! Drink vodka in Russia, defendant on a beach in Greece, go to a nightclub in Eastern Europe. Attend Carnival in Brazil. Hangovers simply get worse as you get older, so do your party traveling now!

Well, what are you waiting for ?!

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Skiing in Salzburg, Austria – Shredding Slopes and More in the Skicircus

This trip to the Salzburg mountain region was the first of many that will form part of my ‘Year in Austria’ project. I am now the official UK ambassador for the Austria Tourism board, where I will be travelling all around the country (using my home of Vienna as the starting point) over the next 12 months. I will be sharing content on my social channels and on the Visit Austria channels also. A big part of this project is to include insights from what you know already and questions about what you don’t, and even challenges set by you, the readers, on what you want me to see and do. Ultimately, I want you to come here too! I hope you will follow along and join in, and put Austria more on the map!

Skiing in Salzburg is as Austrian as it sounds and since ski is the national sport of the country, shredding the slopes of Austrian Alps is a rite of passage for every visitor who passes through the country in winter. Now that I live in Austria, I need to up my ski ante to assimilate and pretend I can be a proper Austrian too.

Alpine pursuits are quite the thing to show off about here.

A year had come around fast since I first ventured on a ski slope in Tirol, where I mastered a very brief introductory ski lesson that firmly planted the desire to continue. Now, the Salzburg mountain region would stage the next round of my professional ski training.

A four-hour train journey from Vienna to Saalfelden (with a halfway change at Salzburg city station) brought me straight into the heart of the ‘Skicircus’. It is a gigantic winter production born from the combination of the four regions of Saalbach, Hinterglemm, Leogang and Fieberbrunn into one.

Now that this enormous sugar bowl of the Austrian Alps has become one of the largest ski areas in Austria, where do you even begin?

After checking into my rustic alpine hotel in Leogang, I went straight out to catch a cable car up into the peaks for the last few hours of blue-tinged daylight. This winter arena is so big, it now has 70 of these mountain lifts to take you up into altitudes reaching 1,914 meters, and 270km of powered slopes that can get you all the way back down.

The pivotal place for all the fun is the Asitz Mountain, and arriving in the early afternoon meant my first activity would be an alternative to ski. And so I took to a toboggan for a seven-minute adrenalin-pumped whirl down to one of the middle cable car station, admiring the panorama of distant jagged peaks on the way.

People often seek more thrills away from the piste, and in the Saalfelden Leogang Skicircus area there are plenty of options. Aside from the vintage wooden sledge fun, Asitz has now added an even faster option that incorporates the endorphin addiction of flight. The new Flying Fox is one of the longest and fastest ziplines in the world at 1,600 metres and 130km/h that soars you between two peaks and over the wide expanse of the valley floor. It hadn’t officially opened when I was there, but such is the dilemma with Austrian ski destinations. The demand for adrenalin addictions other than ski means more activities get added to the winter mix, so you are tempted to come back.

Skiing in the Salzburg Mountains

My first full morning was designated solely for private ski lessons, where I spent three solid hours on a beginner slope before a celebratory beer with lunch. With 140km of blue slopes, Skicircus is welcoming to beginner skiers, with a variety of leisurely routes to tackle once your confidence kicks in.

While my first lesson a year before concentrated on the technical perfection of the snow plough and speed control, my one-on-one lesson here built upon that, where I learnt how to turn and really put that snow plough into action. I sometimes lost my control (as is expected), although would often venture into a few seconds of adventurous speed freestyle by accident, before realising I’m no Olympian. It’s terrifying and exhilarating all at the same time, and all a part of the learning process.

However, if you are aching for an adrenalin-charge, there’s also enough incline to tempt the more advanced, with 110km of red slopes and 20km of black to shred. I’m aiming high, literally.

More Than Ski in the Austrian Alps

Aside from the ski Austria humble brag, the Salzburg mountain range lays claim to 150km of cross-country and racing trails, seven ski-touring routes and snow parks, two free ride parks, five toboggan runs and a dedicated ‘Nordic Park’. You can even learn how to ski-jump, which is one of my adventure goals.

The new Saalfelden Nordic Park is a winter sports facility where alternative ski activities come together in one huge arena. You can slow down and ice-skate on Lake Ritzensee, take a horse-drawn sleigh ride around the area or build an igloo, or you can continue with the athletics.

There’s 150km of cross-country forest trails and racing routes, where you can hike challenges path such as the Haid Trail and the winter wonderland of the Kolling Forest or take a light 30-minute meander on the Ritzensee Trail. You can also book snowshoeing tours and torchlight hikes to reach the Salzburg mountain panoramas via nature’s forest bound pristine tracks.

If, like me, you find yourself wanting to take on one of these options and are held back by a snow flurry while nature decides to re-load the slopes and valley walls, there’s always the chance to climb up, Spiderman style, on one of the indoor bouldering walls. This last-minute change of plan was a good thing – leading me towards a new sport I will soon be taking up back home in Vienna.

As the name suggests, Skicircus is quite the stage for wintertime in Austria, where you circuit the mountain slopes and valley walls of a huge patch of the Austrian Alps by alternative means, while keeping up the ski traditions it’s always been known for.

Things to Know:

Getting to Saalfelden Leogang for the Skicircus

By Train. The closest railway stations are Saalfelden and Leogang, with has taxi stands and a bus to get you to your resort areas / accommodation. The ÖBB network is extremely well connected. I took a train from Vienna Hauptbahnhof to Salzburg Hauptbahnhof and changed from there to Saalfelden.

By Plane. The nearest international airport is Salzburg, which has good connections with many of the major airlines. There is now a ‘Holiday Shuttle’ that travels non-stop eight times daily between the airport to Saalfelden Leogang.

By Car. From eastern Austria, use the westautobahn Vienna – Salzburg (A1) and exit at Wals-Lofer. Saalfelden Leogang is 400km from Vienna. From Germany take the autobahn Munich Salzburg (A8). Saalfelden Leogang is 200km from Munich.

Learning to Ski in Saalfelden Leogang, Salzburg

Saalfelden Leogang Skicircus has five ski schools with approximately 250 ski instructors, including snowboarding, cross-country and children’s ski instruction.

Private ski lessons (1-2 people) start from €65 for one hour in the morning and €55 for one hour in the afternoon. A full day of instruction is €230.

Group lessons (adults and children aged 15+) start from €50 for a half day, €100 for 2.5 days and €145 for 3.5 days.

How much does it cost to Ski in Saalfelden Leogang, Salzburg?

The costs for a Salzburg Superskicard starts from €55 per day, up to €290 for 7 days. This is a more economical option for those wanting to ski in a variety of areas.

Costs for the Skicircus area start from €35-42 for a half day pass and €52 for a full day pass.

A ski bus operates in Leogang and Fiberbrunn to particular cable cars. Check your local timetable for scheduled stops, time and routes.

Further Information and Research

For a complete list of activities and events, alongside costs and accommodation options, visit the Saalfelden Leogang tourism website.

Inspiration on the ski season in Austria and beyond can be found on the comprehensive site for Austria Tourism.

Further Reading on the Winter Season in Austria from Borders of Adventure

My very first ski lesson in Tirol

The winter wheeling activities of Segway and fatbiking on the winter coated alpine 

Theres’s even MORE activities to try in winter in Austria other than ski! Some things may surprise you…

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A Time Of Undertaking: 6 Styles To Become A Badass World Traveler In 2016

As 2015 comes to a open, its normal to get romantic and start looking back on the memories constructed over the past year.

Every year has its ups and downs, and some are more fateful than others.

But as I began to think about my 26 th year and the ones before it, I realized for me, theres one fool-proof lane to stir recalls that will stand out in my mind forever, and that mode is to travel.

On top of the priceless knows that “re coming with” exploring a brand-new region, traveling obligates you a most independent, open-minded party and teaches you life assignments you might never learnt cooped up at home.

So while your health and fitness destinations and saving coin are important( and Im right there with you on those, extremely ), I would argue that we should all puttraveling more towards the top of our to-do rosters for2 016.

To help, I reached out to two millennial wandering bloggers who are killing video games, Brooke Saward of World of Wanderlust and Trevor Morrow of Trevor Morrow Travel, to be determined how we can all realize interpreting “the worlds” a realistic resolution in 2016.

Get your priorities in order.

Whether its limited vacation eras or a lack of funds, its easy to make excuses when it comes to travel.

Morrow, who is based in Los Angeles and has done everything from Tarzan-ing in the jungle to brewery hopping in Australia, declares his globetrotting lifestyle isnt plausible for everyone, but he enunciates if there is even the smallestamount of wiggle area in national budgets, all you have to do is prioritize.

He responds,

If gazing fresh is your priority, youll waste your extra money on clothes. If sitting at home and playing video games is your priority, youll invest your money on the latest PlayStation. If traveling is your priority…well, you find where Im departing. You have to really want to travel. Just like you have to really want to break a bad dres or genuinely wishes to get in shape to supersede. If “youre going” it, youll figure out a acces to make it happen. Its as simple as that.

Start out small.

So perhaps you cant afford a ticket around the world just yet. The key thenis to think local.

Morrow mentions,

Try to take three long weekend expeditions this year. Boom, youre now a traveler. Wake up early one Saturday morning and drive a few hours to the nearest big city — devour a cuisine youve never hard-handed before( perhaps Malaysian) and keep walking a neighborhood like youre a neighbourhood. Boom, youre now a traveler.

Saward, who booked a one-way ticket from her dwelling on the Australian island of Tasmania to London in 2012 on the day of her college graduation and has been at it ever since, agrees.

She speaks,

It always surprises me how much enjoyable you can have by only making a short road excursion to the beach or trekking a nearby mountain. One of my favorite things to do is re-explore my home.

Be smart with your money.

Both Saward and Morrow have learned to apply expedition first when it comes to spending.

For Morrow, that means restraint how many times he dines out per month and manufacturing his own lunches every day.

For Saward, its ridding herself of properties she doesnt require, and locating free activities to do with friends.

She alleges,

Taking all your old invests and belongings to a weekend market is a great way to reach some quick currency, as is selling your gondola. Wreaking extra alters not only sets more money in the bank but too impedes you from spending money going out with sidekicks so often, and over time you realize there are plenty of free replacements like catching up with a acquaintance for a strength walk instead of spending money used to go for lunch.

Of course, both are also pros at being thrifty on the road when necessary.

Morrow shows leasing an Airbnb or trying out dwelling exchanges, Couchsurfing, and WWOOF-ing.

Saward is a fan of the app HotelQuickly , which labor kind of like Uber, but for last-minute hotels.

Both advocated grabbing providings at neighbourhood markets instead of dining out for every snack, and taking advantage of free walking tours. Morrow does,

Im a big devotee of Sandemans New Europe Tours. They render great free walking tours in a variety of European metropolis. I think its an awesome happening to do on your first day in town.

Morrow also recommends the book How To Trip The World On $50 A Day by Matt Kepnes, and Saward wrote a upright titled “50 Space I Saved( A Lot) Of Money To Trip The World”on her blog.

Do your research, but be flexible.

Saward isa visual person who starts projecting a potential trip-up as soon as a photo catches her eye.

Morrow has a directory of ends a mile long, but he speaks its important to be flexible.

Be is accessible to what moves your way naturally. If a pal asks you to travel to a destination youve never daydreamed about, consider exiting! Or if you hear about a concerted effort or a celebration that piques your interest, bulge that end up on your schedule so you wont miss it.

It can also be helpful to plan your journeys based on the time of year( Is it rainy season in August? Will it be packed with tourists in June ?), Morrow suggests, and dont keep forgetting current exchange rates.

Ive been to Europe when the Euro is killing the U s dollars, and Ive been in Europe when the Dollar and Euro are on equivalence. Its much, much more fun to make( to Europe or anywhere) when you can stimulate your fund go further.

Dont be afraid to travel alone.

Working around your own planned is hard enough, which is why many of “the worlds” top jaunt bloggers, Saward and Morrow included, often roam alone.

Saward says hugging the no commitments stage of their own lives realise it easier to jump right in.

She adds,

It pressured me to rely only on myself, which is a really humbling knowledge, just knowing that if your entire world was taken away from you, you could make it on your own.

Morrow remembers how he was scared shitless on the plane to Nepal alone at age 18.

But let me tell you, when you return home, youll be confidently swaggering through international airports high-fiving strangers( or at the least thats how youll look ). Are well aware that you may be scared now, and thats normal, but youll be very proud of yourself for doing it. Derive confidence from knowing that traveling alone realise you a badass. Thoughts about those people sitting at home, afraid to go out and suffer “the worlds”. Do you really want to be one of those people? No!

Both travelers agree that the world isnt as creepy as it looks on TV.

Morrow tells,

In general, beings are route more category and good natured than the mainstream media would have you believe. Be street smart, be informed about, be informed, but dont be scared. Oh yeah, and dont be afraid to strike up a communication with beings at your inn/ hostel, at a bar, or on the street. If it gets weird, who attends, youll never attend them again.

Do it right while youre young.

Whatever stage in life you get bitten by the travel defect, own it! But the earlier “youre starting”, the easier it to be able to reap the benefits.

For Saward, who recommends everyone obligate Southeast Asia, South America and a Eurotrip priorities in their twenties, traveling young mean becoming more self-confident in herself.

I became a person I actually like to be around. Before advance I cared too much about what others thought of me and didn’t just knowing that I did and didn’t like( because I wasn’t intrepid enough to try anything new ).

Morrow points out that a well-traveled resume sees you a better being on paper and off.

He reads,

Aside from realizing you a lane more interesting party at parties, traveling while youre young can really change the rest of their own lives. Traveling builds you kinder, more understanding, more patient, more self sufficient — certainly potential benefits are interminable. And its not mentioned often, but the experiences had and sciences acquired from traveling while youre young, especially for longer periods of time or in places that one might consider challenging, can really be selling items in a job interview.

He proposes three types of tours for millennial travelers to kick off your 2016 bucket index TAGEND

1. Lead somewhere as geographically far from being, and as culturally differences between, your residence as you can. And if you can, stay here for as long as possible. A few illustrations would be places like India, Nepal or Japan.

2. Travel in your “countries “. Its easy to be seduced by beautiful photos to foreign targets, but its important be informed about the two countries you call dwelling and the ones who inhabit it. America is utterly gargantuan, and diverse, and beautiful. Take a superhighway trip-up, clique, visit national parks. Visit out of the lane homes. Eat at diners. Talk to the waitress. Youll be surprised that exactly inspecting different parts of American can provide a foreign experience.

3. Party! Drink vodka in Russia, defendant on a beach in Greece, go to a nightclub in Eastern Europe. Attend Carnival in Brazil. Hangovers simply get worse as you get older, so do your party traveling now!

Well, what are you waiting for ?!

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A Time Of Undertaking: 6 Styles To Become A Badass World Traveler In 2016

As 2015 comes to a open, its normal to get romantic and start looking back on the memories constructed over the past year.

Every year has its ups and downs, and some are more fateful than others.

But as I began to think about my 26 th year and the ones before it, I realized for me, theres one fool-proof lane to stir recalls that will stand out in my mind forever, and that mode is to travel.

On top of the priceless knows that “re coming with” exploring a brand-new region, traveling obligates you a most independent, open-minded party and teaches you life assignments you might never learnt cooped up at home.

So while your health and fitness destinations and saving coin are important( and Im right there with you on those, extremely ), I would argue that we should all puttraveling more towards the top of our to-do rosters for2 016.

To help, I reached out to two millennial wandering bloggers who are killing video games, Brooke Saward of World of Wanderlust and Trevor Morrow of Trevor Morrow Travel, to be determined how we can all realize interpreting “the worlds” a realistic resolution in 2016.

Get your priorities in order.

Whether its limited vacation eras or a lack of funds, its easy to make excuses when it comes to travel.

Morrow, who is based in Los Angeles and has done everything from Tarzan-ing in the jungle to brewery hopping in Australia, declares his globetrotting lifestyle isnt plausible for everyone, but he enunciates if there is even the smallestamount of wiggle area in national budgets, all you have to do is prioritize.

He responds,

If gazing fresh is your priority, youll waste your extra money on clothes. If sitting at home and playing video games is your priority, youll invest your money on the latest PlayStation. If traveling is your priority…well, you find where Im departing. You have to really want to travel. Just like you have to really want to break a bad dres or genuinely wishes to get in shape to supersede. If “youre going” it, youll figure out a acces to make it happen. Its as simple as that.

Start out small.

So perhaps you cant afford a ticket around the world just yet. The key thenis to think local.

Morrow mentions,

Try to take three long weekend expeditions this year. Boom, youre now a traveler. Wake up early one Saturday morning and drive a few hours to the nearest big city — devour a cuisine youve never hard-handed before( perhaps Malaysian) and keep walking a neighborhood like youre a neighbourhood. Boom, youre now a traveler.

Saward, who booked a one-way ticket from her dwelling on the Australian island of Tasmania to London in 2012 on the day of her college graduation and has been at it ever since, agrees.

She speaks,

It always surprises me how much enjoyable you can have by only making a short road excursion to the beach or trekking a nearby mountain. One of my favorite things to do is re-explore my home.

Be smart with your money.

Both Saward and Morrow have learned to apply expedition first when it comes to spending.

For Morrow, that means restraint how many times he dines out per month and manufacturing his own lunches every day.

For Saward, its ridding herself of properties she doesnt require, and locating free activities to do with friends.

She alleges,

Taking all your old invests and belongings to a weekend market is a great way to reach some quick currency, as is selling your gondola. Wreaking extra alters not only sets more money in the bank but too impedes you from spending money going out with sidekicks so often, and over time you realize there are plenty of free replacements like catching up with a acquaintance for a strength walk instead of spending money used to go for lunch.

Of course, both are also pros at being thrifty on the road when necessary.

Morrow shows leasing an Airbnb or trying out dwelling exchanges, Couchsurfing, and WWOOF-ing.

Saward is a fan of the app HotelQuickly , which labor kind of like Uber, but for last-minute hotels.

Both advocated grabbing providings at neighbourhood markets instead of dining out for every snack, and taking advantage of free walking tours. Morrow does,

Im a big devotee of Sandemans New Europe Tours. They render great free walking tours in a variety of European metropolis. I think its an awesome happening to do on your first day in town.

Morrow also recommends the book How To Trip The World On $50 A Day by Matt Kepnes, and Saward wrote a upright titled “50 Space I Saved( A Lot) Of Money To Trip The World”on her blog.

Do your research, but be flexible.

Saward isa visual person who starts projecting a potential trip-up as soon as a photo catches her eye.

Morrow has a directory of ends a mile long, but he speaks its important to be flexible.

Be is accessible to what moves your way naturally. If a pal asks you to travel to a destination youve never daydreamed about, consider exiting! Or if you hear about a concerted effort or a celebration that piques your interest, bulge that end up on your schedule so you wont miss it.

It can also be helpful to plan your journeys based on the time of year( Is it rainy season in August? Will it be packed with tourists in June ?), Morrow suggests, and dont keep forgetting current exchange rates.

Ive been to Europe when the Euro is killing the U s dollars, and Ive been in Europe when the Dollar and Euro are on equivalence. Its much, much more fun to make( to Europe or anywhere) when you can stimulate your fund go further.

Dont be afraid to travel alone.

Working around your own planned is hard enough, which is why many of “the worlds” top jaunt bloggers, Saward and Morrow included, often roam alone.

Saward says hugging the no commitments stage of their own lives realise it easier to jump right in.

She adds,

It pressured me to rely only on myself, which is a really humbling knowledge, just knowing that if your entire world was taken away from you, you could make it on your own.

Morrow remembers how he was scared shitless on the plane to Nepal alone at age 18.

But let me tell you, when you return home, youll be confidently swaggering through international airports high-fiving strangers( or at the least thats how youll look ). Are well aware that you may be scared now, and thats normal, but youll be very proud of yourself for doing it. Derive confidence from knowing that traveling alone realise you a badass. Thoughts about those people sitting at home, afraid to go out and suffer “the worlds”. Do you really want to be one of those people? No!

Both travelers agree that the world isnt as creepy as it looks on TV.

Morrow tells,

In general, beings are route more category and good natured than the mainstream media would have you believe. Be street smart, be informed about, be informed, but dont be scared. Oh yeah, and dont be afraid to strike up a communication with beings at your inn/ hostel, at a bar, or on the street. If it gets weird, who attends, youll never attend them again.

Do it right while youre young.

Whatever stage in life you get bitten by the travel defect, own it! But the earlier “youre starting”, the easier it to be able to reap the benefits.

For Saward, who recommends everyone obligate Southeast Asia, South America and a Eurotrip priorities in their twenties, traveling young mean becoming more self-confident in herself.

I became a person I actually like to be around. Before advance I cared too much about what others thought of me and didn’t just knowing that I did and didn’t like( because I wasn’t intrepid enough to try anything new ).

Morrow points out that a well-traveled resume sees you a better being on paper and off.

He reads,

Aside from realizing you a lane more interesting party at parties, traveling while youre young can really change the rest of their own lives. Traveling builds you kinder, more understanding, more patient, more self sufficient — certainly potential benefits are interminable. And its not mentioned often, but the experiences had and sciences acquired from traveling while youre young, especially for longer periods of time or in places that one might consider challenging, can really be selling items in a job interview.

He proposes three types of tours for millennial travelers to kick off your 2016 bucket index TAGEND

1. Lead somewhere as geographically far from being, and as culturally differences between, your residence as you can. And if you can, stay here for as long as possible. A few illustrations would be places like India, Nepal or Japan.

2. Travel in your “countries “. Its easy to be seduced by beautiful photos to foreign targets, but its important be informed about the two countries you call dwelling and the ones who inhabit it. America is utterly gargantuan, and diverse, and beautiful. Take a superhighway trip-up, clique, visit national parks. Visit out of the lane homes. Eat at diners. Talk to the waitress. Youll be surprised that exactly inspecting different parts of American can provide a foreign experience.

3. Party! Drink vodka in Russia, defendant on a beach in Greece, go to a nightclub in Eastern Europe. Attend Carnival in Brazil. Hangovers simply get worse as you get older, so do your party traveling now!

Well, what are you waiting for ?!

Are in favour of Elite Dailys official newsletter, The Edge, for more narrations you dont want to miss .

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