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[tunanta]

Pelonaaa <3

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Me hacía falta ver tu user 😭😭😭

[sarahivi]

Austin Latino Power part 4 and last

This was bittersweet for me

So we were in line for the autograph, Tenoch was being so sweet with everyone, hugging everyone, taking pictures and signing everything until Cristina, the interviewer showed up, it was getting late amd the conference started 20 mins late so i think she was in a hurry, she started hurrying everyone, she told that we only could get the sign for the book and one extra item, i was ok with that, but Tenoch kept taking pics, and was taking his time so she started being rude, and to clarify she only was rude in spanish! We got to the point that she said out loud that the staff was going to take the pictures and if we didn't like it then leave like " si no les gusta vayanse" extremely rude, then she was taking the items from our hands and shoving them to Tenoch to sign and when he sign she push the items out and shove him the next item.

We had some gifts for him, one specially was a project that the tunitas made, a book with our well wishes and everything, my friend gave it to him and she asked if he could look at it, he did so and he LOVED IT, i was lucky enough that i was the next in line so i witness everything, sadly i have given my phone to one og the staff ladies to take pics. And Tenoch was so happy with the book and Cristina was like putting in front of him my book to sign and he was like wait a second!! I'm enjoying this. I was smart enough to tell the lady to take pictures and i pose for it lol. At this point Tenoch was not allowed to pose for pics.

The it was my turn and i told him about the book and gave him the gift that i brought and he just ask for my name and sign my book

After was the turn of my cousin and she asked him if we could have a group pic with him with all the Tunitas and he agreed, and we were waiting but Cristina sent someone from the staff to ask us to leave, and we told him about the pic and he was ok with it but Cristina was not ok with it and send the police to take us out, then after a few minutes we went back 😁 but the police kick us out again, the pilice was nice but she was rude, honestly that woman is racist, we were complaining about it, i know that she is running for a place in the senate so she wants to gain the latino simpathy, don't vote for her lol.

So we left and lucky enough we saw them leave in the parking lot and we yell at him that we were the tunitas and he yelled back "Cuidense" take care of yourselves. But we tried to get closer and Cristina sent the police man again. Tenoch was standing there like he wanted to greet us but he better got inside the car. I have to say that he looked so cute carrying the box with all his gifts. And that was it. I was shocked to see that one guy got a pic in the parking lot, i have to say that Cristina was extremely rude with us 😒

Anyway that was my experience

Well my mision was to make him happy and feel the love on his birthday and we succeded

[dangerouslyclosetothesurface]

Saturday/Sunday

This weekend we are bikepacking for the first time in many years (Salt Point in 2021 I believe was the last time). We wanted to camp in Big Basin, but ultimately ended up at New Brighton again.

We got our gear packed up the night prior, and decided that I would ride black bike (for the wider tires and the front rack), and Nate would ride Mog.

Saturday: The weather was damp and cold in the morning when we started the ride around 7:30. Nate had a slow leak on his rear tire as we were going up Skyline right outside of the city, but fortunately we were able to continue on after he jammed a Dynaplug in there and hand-pumped it to a reasonable pressure.

The ride up to water tower (what is this thing?? for years I've been referring to it as a water tower but I don't think it is one) was hard, but the descent was harder. I hate that hill. Riding through Pacifica was quiet and cold and straightforward. Then we got to the part where there's a Taco Bell Cantina and the road goes into the woods and to the tunnel? And it said *Road Closed* but we asked the Caltrans employees if we could go through and they said, there's a fatal accident up ahead with lots of emergency vehicles and cranes, but you can probably go through. So we did this and wow I've never biked this section with no cars so it was a little bit of a luxury. Then we got through the tunnel and started seeing all the emergency vehicles and I refused to look directly at that area because it was tragic and scary. Nate said there was a car stuck in the cliff that the crane was gonna pull out. Anyway that was a dark moment of the ride.

A bittersweet stroke of luck

We then stopped at Montara Lighthouse, which is now a hostel. Didn't get a lighthouse stamp, but got a photo of the lighthouse which was cool.

The slope from the 1 down to this hostel was steep. I walked down and biked up.

Next we stopped in Half Moon Bay for bike shop and a breakfast/snack. First we went to Straight Wheel Cycling, where Nate refilled his rear tire sealant and bought some ride snacks (bonk breakers!). Then we went off in search of some coffee and pastries. I was grieving the loss of the Dunkin Donuts which I used to hit up every time I was in HMB (honestly, it was my sole reason to ever stop in HMB), but we got some unfresh pastries at Moonside and continued riding.

Hand pump air refill right before HMB; then SWC.

Our next stop was Pescadero (for bread), but before that, we encountered three small challenging hills. The first one was right after Tunitas Creek Road, where a small group of cyclists led by a long silver-ponytailed asian man (henceforth known as "the sensei") were passed by Nate. I passed 3 of the 4 riders (I never passed the sensei until he stopped to wait for his group). On the second hill, which came after a long descent that I took my sweet time on, I was passed momentarily by one of the riders in the sensei group, whom I then had to pass when he ran out of steam 1 ft into the climb, but then I was passed by the sensei, and all of us were passed by this time-trial bicyclist who was zooming. Nate was far ahead and could never be caught by the sensei. The last hill I don't remember anymore why it was challenging, but nobody passed me. Good riddance! I was grinding, though. The 46x17 on black bike is harder than my usual 47x19 spin on gangster.

Anyway, we finally got to bread, which I was surprisingly underwhelmed by. A billion other cyclists were there; fortunately we staggered our departures and kept going and never crossed paths. Next we stopped at Pigeon Point Lighthouse, which was only 5 miles away. I got my stamp and read a little bit about the lighthouse (1st order Fresnel lens) and we continued on.

Currently under renovation for the next two years, after which visitors can go to the top via neverending stairs!

I remembered this last stretch from Pigeon Point to Santa Cruz to be extremely boring and neverending, and I was correct. There were a few rolling hills that took a small amount of effort, but nothing to dread or fear. It was mostly the boredom that I dreaded. We also had a decent tailwind, which really helped.

Here you can see the weather starting to change from cool and gray to warm and sunny. I enjoyed the cool weather, but the sun was a nice change!

Finally we got to Santa Cruz and I insisted on going to the UCSC Arboretum. In order to get there, I had to climb up a 10% hill, which I physically could not do, and had to walk my bike. The rest of the route was a little hilly but I pushed through the pain. Oh I should also mention that my sitbones were in great agony at this point due to the weird shape of this saddle. Anyway I was very glad to get off my bike and walk around once we got to the Arboretum.

Recently I learned that the font of highway signs is called Highway Gothic.

After about an hour of me exclaiming loudly about how much I loved the Banksia in their collection, we left and continued biking to New Brighton State Beach. The ride was kinda interesting actually! We rode through a non-tourism/boardwalk part of Santa Cruz, where there were a lot of [thrift] shops, movie theatres, stores, restaurants, and other everyday city things, which I greatly enjoyed seeing. Then we biked on Capitola Ave where we admired the residential landscaping, and finally we arrived at Capitola Village which was tourism as usual, and then the campsite. After unpacking, we ate dinner at Margaritaville (same as last time in 2020) and then retired early at campsite.

Made it, with lots of daylight to spare / Next morning

Sunday: Got up and packed up around 8? The morning was once again damp with slight drizzle. We biked to Ugly Mug coffeehouse, where the proprietor noticed I was riding fixed and told me about a fixed gear team that does AIDS LifeCycle. Their coffee cake tasted weird (Nate said kelp).

From there on we rode up Soquel San Jose Road which was 11 miles of climbing, but after that, no more climbing! We switched bikes for about a mile during the climb, which was a great relief to me. I was grinding very slowly up the endless uphill curves. I hate when ascents are curvy and you can't see the crest. I like to be able to see the end.

Up and up and up

Then we reached the descent, where I went very slowly and never used my foot brake. Then we reached Lexington Reservoir, which I HATE! Because gravel is scary to me and I hate it. I keep imagining my tire slipping off a rock that moves causes me and my whole bike to just tip over. This would obviously not happen because I am not stationary, balancing on the corner of a rock. But I am still scared.

Anyway, the gravel also sucked because I felt every single god damn pebble thanks to this saddle that literally I later found out left me with blisters. BLISTERS!

Finally we got to Los Gatos and had lunch at LUNA Mexican Kitchen in Campbell, then rode to SJ Diridon station and went home. It was a little underwhelming but I was fucking tired so I did not care to be whelmed.

Billy Jones Wildcat Railroad in Vasona Lake County park; Del Monte water tower

Right next to the Caltrain: people playing basketball blasting Linkin Park; us stopping for snacks before getting on the train.

Also in checking my personal bests on Strava apparently I did not use Strava the last time I did this ride because I only see a record of the time I rode with Conrad. Anyway who cares I'm slow it's fine.

Strava there and back

[santiagosarto]

Name: Santiago Sarto-Kelly Age: 35 FC: Peter Gadiot Sign: Cancer Employment: Author. Comic books. Martial Status: Married to Esmeray (2/10/2019) Children: currently 6 months expecting Neighborhood: Tunitas Creek

from birth audrey and richard kelly were all the santiago had known. he was birthed by a single teenage mother who had given her child up for adoption. she had signed the paperwork the a week after finding out she was expected. sanitago had always been grateful to have been given such wonderful and loving parents. over the years the parents had adopted three more siblings making a total of four kelly kids. his childhood was normal and as he had gotten older he had asked a little more about his bio parents.

when he was 18 he had reached out and found his biological mother who he now to this day does have a relationship with and talks to her once or twice a week. when he turned 25 santi moved out to new york to try to find work and get his name out there. he always loved writing and creating stories and his favorite was writing then for comic books. moving to new york was a great idea for the man as his work blown up within a year of being in NYC.

three years after being in nyc he had met a beautiful woman he told him like it was and it captivated him. within weeks the two were in a relationship and a few years later they were married. when san was thirty-one he had gotten married to esmeray and the two up and moved to half moon bay to be closer to their family and for better work for san. now after residing in hmb for four years the two have a small little rescue farm in tunitas creek where they parent chickens, goats, a sweet pet pig and a racoon that are all their fur babies. everytime santiago comes home he half expects his wife to have rescues more babies for their home.

personality: humorous, kind, loyal, loving, reliable and trusting. family: wife: esmeray adopted siblings: harper, x, x, x family by marriage: aysel

[aydinkartal]

INTRODUCING, AYDIN KARTAL.

GENERAL INFO.

- Preferred name/nicknames: A', Ayd', and Kartal to name a few. - Age: 30. - Birthday: December 27th, 1992. - Zodiac: Capricorn. - Gender and pronouns: Cis-male & he/him/his. - Sexuality: Heterosexual. - Relationship status: Engaged. - Spoken languages: Turkish & English. - Hometown: Erzincan, Turkey. - Current residence: Tunitas Creek. - Occupation: Veterinarian at Durmaz Acres. - Faceclaim: Alperen Duymaz.

BIOGRAPHY SUMMARY.

Trigger warning: war.

Born and raised in Erzincan, Turkey, Aydin Kartal grew up as your typical Turkish “golden boy” who always followed the rules and did everything his parents asked him. He lived a big city lifestyle but made sure he didn’t seem like the too perfect gentleman. He was kind, and also a man not to be reckoned with. 

When his younger sister was born, he ensured no one would hurt her. In no time, they became so close that he became overprotective. When she was talking to boys on the playground, she had to be in his sight so he could run into any dumb boy that looked her way.

In his high school years, Aydin had everything - a sweetheart on his arm, a soccer ball in his bag, and a crown on his head. Yes, he was popular, but he also did lots of volunteer work, was friends with everyone, and was an honor student. Graduating with straight A’s, he was awarded lots of hugs and kisses from his parents. He was well off but not ready for the life that was approaching him.

Attending Ankara University, he got his master’s degree in veterinary science. After graduating in 5 years, he moved back home and started working as the Durmaz Acres vet. What no one expected was for him to commission into the armed forces.

After a long, tiring conversation with his loved ones, Aydin decided to join the Turkish armed forces. His reasons for doing this were his love for his family and his country. His parents had a hard time wrapping their heads around the idea, so the only way they agreed was by setting up an arranged marriage to someone he already knew - Aysel Durmaz, a childhood friend. Once agreeing to the terms, he fully joined the forces and performed better than expected. 

Unfortunately, his time of service took a turn for the worst in December of 2021. Deployed and going through a small village, it didn’t take long until enemy soldiers approached and fired on his squad. In the end, the perfect, handsome vet was badly injured by an explosion.

Waking up in a hospital bed, Aydin instantly felt surging pain. Looking down at his body, he was missing half of his right leg. Everything below his right knee was gone. Remembering the explosion like it was yesterday, tears formed in his eyes. He rarely cried, but when he did, it was serious. He had a leg and a half and couldn’t stand on it.

During the last year, he moved in with his fiancé Aysel in Half Moon Bay, California. His amputation put him through a lengthy rehabilitation process with severe physical therapy and counseling due to depression, PTSD, grief, and adjustment to his new body image. When he started to re-learn and strengthen his abilities to do daily activities in a full-time prosthetic, things began to look up. 

Once he was ready to work again, it didn’t take him long to become the head vet at Durmaz Acres. Soon enough, he found his footing again taking one step at a time.

PERSONALITY TRAITS.

Positive traits - Friendly, reserved, sensitive, and thoughtful.

Negative traits - Jealous, overprotective, quiet, and stubborn.

[tunanta]

¿Cómo afrontas la soledad?

con musiquita, (y a veces cuando toy de humor bailando) me eencaanta. Extraño seguir practicando crochet, quizá lo retome nuevamente cuando tenga más tiempo libre 🤧

btw q lindo tu blog! 🫶

[tunanta]

Hola; estoy haciendo una playlist con canciones que le recuerden a las personas un momento importante para ellas, ¿te gustaría compartirme una canción?

Holaa sii claro, aquí está mi canción:

gracias por el ask 🥺

[tunanta]

Me ha hecho gracia mi madre me llama tunante. Nada más, perdona eh

qqq pero es común la palabra en tu país?:0

[tunanta]

Vos sos una flaca re linda

mxas gracias alejito jjj muack muack <3

[tunanta]

Tunita, estás bien? Espero que siiii, me da miedo un día ver un "desactivado" al lado de tu nombre ay, te mando un abrazo <3

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA TE QUIERO DMS, perdón por haberte preocupado:( sisisi he estado bien tacita, nomás he estado re concentrada en la u y de vdd que nomás no me quedaba tiempo:( ni yo sé cómo se me pasaba taaan rápido aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa voy a empezar a ser más ordenada, wa intentar aaa

ynonono, nunca se me ha pasado por la mente borrarme el bloog:( nomá pasa que andaba re ajustada de tiempo y era mentira que me iba a meter a estar "5 min" :( pero sí quiero seguirlo usando, no lo kiero dejar botado :(

te mando 10 abracitos d vuelta<33 gracias por el ask :')

[tunanta]

Deja de hacernos extrañarte oh akjxjs

SJKJKSDJKDSJKDSKJ TQMM FINALCITO <3

[tunanta]

Leí que para los cólicos ayuda bastante colocar algo tibio, calma un poco. Ojalá sirva <3

muchas gracias anoncitx<33

si lo he probado antes, pero no siento q m ayude no sé, como q los siento más fuertes cada que lo pruebo 😭 iwalmente agradezco mucho<333

[tunanta]

¡La pelona más pelona de tumblr!

Espero te esté yendo bonito y que hayas tejido mucho ✨

regreso a tumblr y veo tu ask JSDJKSDKJSJDKJSDJKSDJDKJKSD

muchas muchas gracias finalcito:') yo tmbn espero hayan sido lindos los tuyos tmbn :D

mirá q mucho no he tejido, pero ya me salen las estrellitas 😭 

[tunanta]

Al menos muestra el anillo por el que casi te secuestran jajjsdja a ver si valió la pena.

si valió digo yop jKSDSKSDJ

[tunanta]

dulces sueños hoy

awwwww espero podás tener tmbn vos<3 mxas gracias:^)

[tunanta]

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xq triste 😾