#imperial beach music

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Old Navy Compilation CDs 1996-2003

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Old Navy Loves You, 2000 Could It Be I'm Falling In Love - Spinners Baby I Love You - Aretha Franklin I Can't Help Myself - The Four Tops Betcha By Golly, Wow - The Stylistics Let's Get It On - Marvin Gaye Something - Sarah Vaughan What You Won't Do For Love - Bobby Caldwell Baby Come To Me - Regina Belle Forget Me Nots - Patrice Rushen Runaway Love - Linda Clifford Got To Love Somebody - Sister Sledge Bill Withers and Grover Washington, Jr. - Just The Two Of Us Old Navy Beach Party, 1999 Boy From Ipanema - Crystal Waters Wipe Out - The Surfaris Surf City - Jan & Dean Summer In The City - The Lovin' Spoonful Under The Boardwalk - The Drifters Sunny Afternoon - The Kinks California Nights - Lesley Gore Groovin' - The Rascals Suavecito - Malo In The Summertime - Mungo Jerry Pipeline - The Chantays Summersong - Roy Orbison Old Navy: Cool Kids & Groovy Grown-Ups, 1996 The Name Game - Shirley Ellis Lollipop - The Chordettes Papa-Oom-Mow-Mow - The Persuasions Alley-Oop - The Hollywood Argyles Rock-in Robin - Bobby Day Don't Worry, Be Happy - Bobby McFerrin Coconut - Harry Nilsson Splish Splash - Bobby Darin Shimmy, Shimmy, Ko-Ko Bop - Little Anthony & The Imperials The Loco-Motion - Little Eva Yakety Yak - The Coasters See You Later Alligator - Bill Haley & His Comets Old Navy: Hits of '80s - New Wave Faves, 2001 Sweet Dreams (Are Made Of This) - Eurythmics She Blinded Me With Science - Thomas Dolby Rebel Yell - Billy Idol Rock This Town - Stray Cats She Drives Me Crazy - Fine Young Cannibals I Melt With You - Modern English Too Shy - Kajagoogoo Karma Chameleon - Culture Club Mickey - Toni Basil Hit Me With Your Best Shot - Pat Benatar Call Me - Blondie The Reflex - Duran Duran

Old Navy: Groove On Over, 2003 It's Rainin' Men - The Weather Girls Last Night A DJ Saved My Life - Indeep Good Times - Chic (Every Time I Turn Around) Back In Love Again - L.T.D. (featuring Jeffrey Osbourne) Shining Star - Earth, Wind & Fire Behind The Groove - Teena Marie Best Of My Love - The Emotions Lady Marmalade - Labelle Got To Be Real - Cheryl Lynn No Parkin On The Dance Floor - Midnight Star The Party Has Just Begun - Freestyle You Make Me Feel (Mighty Real) - Sylvester

Old Navy: Dim The Lights - Smooth Sounds Of The '70s, 2003 I Keep Forgettin' - Michael McDonald Hello It's Me - Todd Rundgren What You Won't Do For Love - Bobby Caldwell Lowdown - Boz Scaggs Dream Weaver - Gary Wright Summer Breeze - Seals & Crofts "T" Plays It Cool - Marvin Gaye Everybody Loves Sunshine - Roy Ayers Ubiquity Sara Smile - Daryl Hall & John Oates Black Water - The Doobie Brothers Tin Man - America Biggest Part Of Me - Ambrosia

From Old Navy With Love, 2001 There Must Be An Angel - Eurythmics Together Forever - Rick Astley Freeway Of Love - Aretha Franklin Jessie's Girl - Rick Springfield Hold Me Now - Thompson Twins I'll Tumble 4 Ya - Culture Club With Every Beat Of My Heart - Taylor Dayne (I Just) Died In Your Arms - Cutting Crew Lost In Emotion - Lisa Lisa & Cult Jam Point Of No Return - Exposé Kiss On My List - Hall & Oates More, More, More, Pt.1 - Andrea True Connection

Old Navy: Get Up and Dance, 1998 Cool Places - Sparks with Jane Wiedlin We Got the Beat - Go-Go's Crush on You - The Jets Walking on Sunshine - Katrina and The Waves Let's Hear It for the Boy - Deniece Williams I Want Candy - Bow Wow Wow Walk Like an Egyptian - The Bangles Instant Replay - Dan Hartman Footloose - Kenny Loggins Sing a Song - Earth, Wind & Fire Listen to the Music - The Doobie Brothers Celebration - Kool & The Gang Old Navy Presents Retro Rock, 2002 Maggie May - Rod Stewart China Grove - The Doobie Brothers I Just Want To Celebrate - Rare Earth American Pie - Don McLean Takin' Care Of Business - Bachman-Turner Overdrive Joy To The World - Three Dog Night Aquarius/Let The Sunshine In - The 5th Dimension Proud Mary - Ike & Tina Turner Nothing From Nothing - Billy Preston Jungle Boogie - Kool & The Gang Got To Give It Up - Marvin Gaye Love Rollercoaster - Ohio Players Old Navy Summer Getaway, 2001 Hot Fun In The Summertime - Sly & The Family Stone Summertime - Billy Stewart Sun Is Shining - Bob Marley The Tide Is High - Blondie Caribbean Queen (No More Love On The Run) - Billy Ocean Too Hot - Kool & The Gang Summer Breeze - The Isley Brothers Sunshine Superman - Donovan California Dreamin' - The Mamas And The Papas A Summer Song - Chad & Jeremy Echo Beach - Martha & The Muffins In The Summertime - Shaggy (featuring Rayvon)

[green-alm0nd]

[The Bad Batch x fem!reader (Headcanons)]: (Slow) dancing

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Summary:

Dancing with your significant other, from the Bad Batch.

TRIGGER WARNINGS: Established relationship, fluff, that's it. Not proofread.

Enjoy!

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HUNTER:

He loves spinning you around.

When there's traditional Pabu music, when there's townspeople with their guitars gathered around the landing platform, or the main plaza for most, he loves dancing with you in a small corner, spinning you around and seeing you laugh.

Omega helped him learn, since it's not a skill they usually teach clones. You taught her and then she taught Hunter without you knowing.

He really enjoys dancing with you, and usually feels very comfortable doing it.

Because of his sensory overload, he's unable to listen to music for a long time, thus the reason why he likes taking you to a secluded corner and dance with you.

You love how much he loves dancing.

Mainly because you never thought a clone that turned out to be your significant other would be invested on even learning.

Yet there he is.

Bonus: Spin in flowy clothing and a flower on the side of your hair and he becomes putty instantly.

ECHO:

Doesn't like dancing at all.

But for you, he's willing to give it a try.

Even though he liked seeing people dance, he never thought he could attempt to move his body in any way.

He was very awkward at first, and would only let you teach him when you two were alone in his barracks.

He felt like his brothers would laugh at him endlessly for that.

However, after a while, and some practice, he did get better. Though, he preferred watching you more than him joining you, since he was slightly insecure about it.

But, he loves making you happy, so he will dance with you. He even joined you in a traditional festival on Pabu when the war ended, and you two danced to the guitar rhythm.

Bonus: he becomes really embarrassed when he asks you to dance.

WRECKER:

He's actually very shy. But he loves to dance.

He likes anything that has to do with spinning you around and having you close, kind of like Hunter.

I feel like he has 'two personalities' when he's dancing.

When he's with Omega, dancing becomes more like a fun game, with the objective of making the kid happy.

But when he's with you, dancing becomes more of a loving gesture, something you only do with him.

He becomes more gentle, and less 'hyperactive'.

He only admitted it out loud once, but he's a sucker for slow dancing.

Bonus: he loves hugging you after you stop dancing.

TECH:

No. He refused every time.

He doesn't like dancing, he feels awkward, and he feels like he's not good at it.

However, there was one time he did dance with you.

He was stressed out of his mind, irritated and mad since he couldn't get anything done well.

You clearly noticed this, and decided to take him on a walk, to let his brain rest (though it never really did).

You walked for a bit, until you reached a nearby forest, and you were actually the one to initiate the dance, grabbing his hand and spinning him around gently.

He blushed profusely, and felt really awkward, yet let it happen.

He found it romantic.

Even though he refuses every time, a small part of him still liked it.

His mind is too complex and thus has no concept of dancing (at least, in my opinion)

He never found it useful, either.

CROSSHAIR:

He refuses most of the time, but he is good at dancing.

Whenever you asked, he always cut you off with a snarky remark.

You finally get your answer on Pabu, when he asked you to dance.

It was odd, you were walking by the beach and he stayed a few mater's away from you. When you turned around, his arm was extended, and you understood what he wanted.

He's very skilled at slow dancing, it almost surprised you at first.

You two danced on a small corner of the beach, him spinning you around and moving with your hands on his waist.

Crosshair can be quite romantic sometimes.

To think that a once imperial Crosshair knew how to dance and never used that skills is slightly surprising.

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Not really proud of these headcanons tbh

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[anonymousmink]

Ship: Tasertricks. Premise: a pottery date where they both mess up.

Not quite a date but they definitely both mess up - just in vastly different ways! I hope you enjoy anon 💜

Ship: Tasertricks || Rating: T || Words 700ish

“I know you’re cheating,” Darcy muttered from the corner of her mouth as the instructor passed their row, his kaftan floating with every step and an approving smile on his face as he looked at Loki’s work, “I can see the sparkles.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Loki replied drily, imperious as ever as he worked the clay between his hands like he’d been doing it his whole life, his ever-so-slightly glowing hands, “and besides - I do not sparkle.”

“Sparkle, glow, whatever - I can see the magic light, Merlin. You’re totally cheating - this is supposed to be a bonding exercise you know.”

Swiping a bit of clay off her cheek only to smear more over her face, Darcy bit back a groan. She was, it turned out, very very bad at pottery… potting… whatever this was called. The clay was willfully uncooperative in her hands, flailing about like a beached whale as she tried to make something out of it.

Needless to say, any passing fancy she might have had that she was an undiscovered genius with a pottery wheel was well and truly crushed.

Loki however was a different story, he was the MVP of pots, all effortlessly sexy as he worked the clay with hands that would make Michelangelo weep. He moved over his creation in a hypnotic fashion, slicking and spreading the clay with his long fingers, dipping and touching and…

Darcy sharply turned her head away, fighting to keep the flush from her face as her mind went places she knew better than to follow in public.

“Bonding excercise?” He raised a dark brow at her, absolutely pristine and unruffled as his creation spun in front of him, a faint green cast to it definitely shouldn’t be there, “and here I thought you were attempting to seduce me with craftsman’s work, as a - what do you call it? Double date?”

“N-no,” she stuttered, the flush only worsening as it spread to her ears, “it’s totally a work thing. We’re working together now with - with Thor and Jane too so, y’know we’re here like bonding and stuff.”

She glanced around the room and only to realize exactly how much it did in fact look like a double date - right down to soft romantic music coming from the boom box up front and the couples mooning at each other on every side. Jane and Thor were straight up reenacting Ghost, all googoo eyes and giggling as they cuddled up close behind their pottery wheel.

They had definitely abandoned the ‘group’ part of the ‘group bonding’ experience. Bastards.

And sure - if Darcy was being honestly honest she might have a tiny little, eeny weeny crush on Loki. He was gorgeous and arrogant and weirdly vulnerable - and well… the hand thing, obviously. But that didn’t mean - she didn’t think-

“Has anyone ever told you how becoming you look when you blush, Lady Darcy?” He purred, the heat rising higher in her cheeks until she thought she might bake the clay still smeared over them right there and then. No kiln needed.

“Did you… did you want this to be like a date?” She tried to sound cool as she asked it, like the answer didn’t matter to her one way or the other as she fiddled with her own almost-pot.

“Of course not.”

The wet splat of the clay hitting the floor adequately summed up the feeling in Darcy’s chest. She felt squashed, absolutely flattened by the disdain in his voice as she bent to retrieve the useless lump she’d knocked off the wheel in her clumsiness.

Of course he didn’t want this to be a date. Sure they’d had some banter, some teasing, maybe even some light flirting - at least she thought they had - but it was crystal clear now he didn’t mean anything by it. He was a literal God after all and she was… she was…

“I would not subject you to artisinal labour as a form of romantic indulgence,” he continued unaffected, “no more than I’d take you on the morning shift at a bakery, or an afternoon at a tile workshop. No, our first date will be something far more spectacular.”

Wait… did he just say… did he mean…?

“W-will?” She repeated when she managed to get her tongue working again, the mess on her wheel forgotten as she finally dared to look at him again from the corner of her eyes.

“Of course. That is…” he paused, looking almost uncertain for the first time since she’d met him, “if you’ll grant me the honour of escorting you out some time, Lady Darcy?”

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[jedi-lothwolf]

Whump: The Musical Day 7: The Last Five Years (I will not lose because you can not win.")

Fandom: The Batch Batch

Warning: Cannon typical violence

Summary: When Hemlock invades Pabu, the batch has to fight for their lives as well as the lives of the citizens of the peaceful Island.

Ao3 link

  Today was supposed to be an ordinary day. When Hunter had woken up, he was dragged down to the beach by Omega and Deke. They wanted to show him that they had learned how to surf. Even if he wouldn't admit it, Hunter was proud of the clones for learning how to be children.

    Wrecker had forced Crosshair down to the beach as well. The warm sand and pleasant smell should help him to relax the man thought. So the three brothers sat on a red towel and started to talk. It wasn't much, but it was somewhere to start.

    Mox and Stak joined them shortly and started to work on a sand castle. Some clouds covered the sunny sky. But when Hunter looked up, they weren't clouds. Imperial vessels blocked the sun.

    This couldn't be happening. Pabu was supposed to be safe. It wasn't meant for invasions. So many of the people spent too long running just to have to up their whole lives again. Hunter looked back down.

    Looking at Crosshair, he spoke. "Get Omega and the boys to the ship. Be ready to leave. Call Echo and tell him we need help, immediately."

    In truth, Hunter knew why he chose Crosshair. With his hand, even if he hadn't told them yet, he knew that he'd be the one whose help they need the least. Now if he could still hit any mark, that could have been a different story.

    But there was more to that. Wrecker had a history with Pabu. He would protect it fiercely. The island was his home, the people were his family.

    As Deke rode a wave in, Hunter stood. The father ran out to two of his youngest that were in the water. "Go over to Crosshair" he told them. They nodded before Hunter went to Mox and Stak and pulled them up from the sand.

    "What's going on?" Mox asked. Nervousness was written all over his face.

    "The empire-"

    "We could tell" Stak interrupted.

    "Go with your siblings." It was the first time he had outright called their siblings to their faces. If it had been any other time, Hunter would have said more. For now, it would have to wait."

    As Hunter walked the other two over with the rest of the group, Omega started to talk. "We can help!"

    "I know, but it's you they want and the boys haven't finished their training. It's safer this way."

    "And someone needs to watch Cross." Wrecker tried to add some humor to the situation.

    Phee joined them on the beach, knowing that it was Clone Force 99 who had unfortunately brought the Empire to Pabu. Hunter walked over to her before she met the rest of the group. "Make sure Omega gets out of here. They want her and we wouldn't let her get taken again."

    "Okay." She looked past the Sargent, "come on kids, let's get you to safety!"

    Sighing, Crosshair grabbed Omega and picked her up. "Come on."

    "Put me down!" Omega fought Crosshair all the way up the beach.

    "Now what?" Wrecker asked.

    "We fight."

    At the Mauradur, Crosshair was quick to make the decision to leave. Batcher awoke from her nap and laid with Omega to help keep her calm. The boys mostly sat with her or talked to Crosshair as they left the atmosphere and headed to Coruscant to meet with Echo.

    As the days passed, the battle of Pabu seemed to be more and more helpless. Civilians were dying, some who had fought and some who had not.    

    When the bad batch had settled on Pabu, they taught Shep how to shoot. The mayor had agreed to ease their minds, never thinking he would need to use this new skill. Unfortunately it was only a matter of time. Lyana stayed near her father when she could. Mostly she was hidden with other children.

    When the invasion began, Hunter had suddenly become a Sargent again. It had been a long time since he played that role. Civilians who had fought in wars, civil or intergalactical, had taken up their old military rank. It was strange.

    The invasion had lasted days. Hemlock wouldn't give up until he found Omega, unaware she had been taken off world. Pabu was being torn apart, lives crumbled to the ground and while some knew why the empire had attacked, most didn't. For the people who did, they couldn't and wouldn't be mad at Clone Force 99 for trying to live peaceful lives and for trying to protect their daughter and little girl.

    It had been four days into the fighting when Hemlock showed his face. When Hunter met Hemlock for the second time, injured and tired, he knew meeting the scientist twice was three times too many.

    "Hello CT-9901, or should I say Hunter?" Hemlock spoke.

    Startled and out of breath, Hunter didn't answer. It had been so long since he heard his CT number, he had almost forgotten it. Still, he knew the malice behind it.

"This can all end, just give me the girl."

"Never." Hunter moved behind a counter. He sank to the floor for a moment.

"I figured as much. I truly am impressed that you are capable of forming such a bond with her. A parental role appears to come so easily to you."

The words made Hunter's skin crawl. Why would he be unable to form a bond with her? Omega was his daughter, nothing could change that. Was it because he was a clone? Was that why he was deemed unable to love a child, to have children he felt were his own?

"The safest option for your men and the civilians of this island, is to stop the fighting. You cannot win this battle, Sargent."

"I will not lose because you can not win."

Silents filled the room. They stood in a ruined kitchen. The checkered floors were stained with blood and glass. The cabinets had been torn open by both the empire and the citizens of Pabu. They needed food and they needed wood. The empire hadn't taken their time to bring out flame throwers to scorch the island and its people.

"You, won't win this." Hunter reinforced the idea. "You can't. I won't let you. " Pulling his knife from its sheath, he tried to find a clear shot at Hemlock.

The scientist couldn't win. In the end, he would round up every single citizen and kill them off. With Wrecker taking part in the fight, he needed his to be okay. With everything Tech had sacrificed to save them, they couldn't die here. Crosshair and his kids would be alone. It hurt knowing that Omega would blame herself for the slaughter of the people of Pabu. Echo would wish he arrived earlier and would blame himself for not being there to save them.

They needed saving. They couldn't do it alone. The Sargent only had one shot at killing Hemlock. Blood pooled under Hunter from his injuries. With broken ribs, multiple deep lacerations on his legs as well as his arms and one close to his neck, a few broken toes, and a large amount of bruising, the man was unsure how he had stayed alive this long. He could feel blood on the side of his face but he wasn't sure if it came from his left ear (since he couldn't hear from it) or from his head.

The vibro-knife shook in his hand. It almost felt foreign. Standing slowly, yet staying out of view, Hunter grabbed a piece of glass from behind the mahogany counter. Looking at it for a moment, he sighed. They couldn't afford to lose. Not anymore. Losing meant dying and for the first time in so long, Hunter had something to live for. His brothers and children and family he had made on Padu and his pets (Gonky included) all meant the world to him. No one else needed to die.

However, If he had to give all of that up to save them, to win the battle of Pabu, the battle for his family, he would.

Throwing the glass, Hunter hoped that it would distract Hemlock and his guards. When it did, the man stood fully and threw his knife. As soon as he saw it plunge deep into his skull, he felt a weight be lifted off of his chest. The weight was replaced with a bullet.

The tile cracked when he fell. There wasn't much Hunter could think about. The sound of ships overhead relieved Hunter. It had to be Echo. If not, the empire would take the island in a matter of hours.

Hunter's entire body hurt. The warm feeling of blood tangled with his hair. The glass had cut any exposed skin. The guards grabbed Hemlock's body and went to leave. Hunter listened to the footsteps as they faded. His mind was so foggy that evening and nothing made his sense. But Hemlock was dead. If that was Echo, which it had to be, Pabu would rebuild. The coppery smell of blood filled Hunter's nose.

Dying, Hunter tried to reach for his comm. Hitting it, the world started to fade. His hand rested on the communication device long enough for Echo to notice the soft noise of fire and gunshots that played over his headset. Then his hand slipped off the button and the comm channel went silent.

The man had never expected to wake up again. But when he saw a white roof, he knew something was different. Everything hurt too damn much for him to be dead. There was a steady, high pitched beeping that hurt his ears; or at least the one he could still hear out of.

Had they won? Was everyone safe? Where was his family, his kids?

"Hunter!" Omega yelled, answering one of his questions. "He's awake" she shook Echo awake.

"Hunter?" Echo grounded as he sat up. Then he pinched himself.

"You actually woke up." Crosshair stood up. "It's been a week."

"Leave him alone. He needed his beauty rest" Wrecker joked. The boys and Batcher sat in the corner of the room, still half asleep.

"Is everyone, okay?" Hunter finally said, struggling to speak.

"We're okay."

"Pa-Pabu."

"In shambles. We were about to leave to help with the rebuilding and attend a few funerals. We'll send you regards. They people were rooting for you." Echo told him.

"We're lucky you came in when you did. You saved us." Nudging Echo, Wrecker walked over to wake up the boys.

"Where-"

"Alderaan. Rex has some allies here. We couldn't help you on our own, the damage done to you, it was too extensive." Walking beside Hunter, Echo stood next to him.

"Dad!" Deke yelled, excited. He ran over to him and just about toppled Echo.

"You're actually alive" Stak added.

"Hey." Mox was the last to stand as he was trying to not disturb Batcher.

Hemlock's words about his parental instincts ran through Hunter's head. However, that didn't matter. He was their father. Just because he was a clone didn't mean he didn't form bonds with people he cared dearly for.

"We can stay for a little but Hunter needs to rest, we need to get back to Pabu." Walking to the door, Echo went to tell the nurses that Hunter had woken up.

Omega clung to Hunter's arm, determined to never let go. Crosshair and Wrecker sat at the end of the bed. Wrecker looked rough but that was to be expected.

"Tell me everything later" the Sargent whispered.

"We will." After a few hours, Echo decided it was time to go. Omega and Batcher stayed with Hunter while the rest left for Pabu. Knowing that Hemlock couldn't hurt her, made breathing just a little bit easier. So did knowing that most everyone he cared about was safe; though by now someone would have told him if Phee, Shep, or Lyana had died.

Everything would be okay. It had to be. Now that Hemlock was out of the way, maybe the batch could live a peaceful life. Even if Hunter knew they would end up in the fight, it was a nice thought. But the clone knew his place was fighting for peace. After all, if he wanted Omega and his boys to be safe, he needed to make a safer galaxy. And that was okay with him. If he needed to fight he would. For his children.

@whumpthemusical

[sciatu]

TAORMINA - LA BAIA DELL'ISOLABELLA

Capisci che la spiaggia di Taormina è un posto per ricchi quando anche il parcheggiatore abusivo ti chiede un prezzo a due cifre degno del centro di Milano. Ti adatti a pagare visto che ti sei alzato molto presto al mattino pur di trovare posto nella piccola spiaggia che circonda l’Isolabella. L’isola ricorda con struggente memoria, Lady Florence Trevelyan dama di corte della regina Vittoria invitata a lasciare i palazzi imperiali inglesi per la sua relazione fuori del matrimonio con il figlio della regina e futuro re d’Inghilterra. Lady Florence trovò in Taormina una reggia una popolazione che la considerava una regina e, finalmente, l’amore. Alla sua morte i pastori del circondario accompagnarono il suo feretro suonando con le loro cornamuse siciliane, le ballate scozzesi, la sua musica preferita, mentre le ragazze, spargevano sul suo cammino petali di rose. Lady Florence, era una fervente naturista, amava gli animali ed aveva trasformato un insieme scomposto di piccoli apprezzamenti, in un bellissimo giardino, colmo di piante provenienti da tutto il mondo. Anche l’Isolabella nella baia di Taormina, fù da lei arricchita di piante ed alberi fino ad avere la conformazione attuale, un giardino rigoglioso nel mezzo del mare. L’isola, oasi naturale curato dal WWF, impersona la filosofia di vita di Lady Florence, e ne tramanda il fine ai distratti turisti sdraiati al sole o immersi nelle acque calde e cristalline della baia. Anche qui, per pranzo, pasta alla Norma e ai frutti di mare. Lady Florence, avrebbe apprezzato.

You understand that the beach of Taormina is a place for rich people when even the illegal parking attendant asks you for a double-digit price worthy of the center of Milan. You adapt to paying since you got up very early in the morning just to find a place on the small beach that surrounds Isolabella. The island remembers with poignant memory, Lady Florence Trevelyan, Queen Victoria's court lady invited to leave the English imperial palaces for her relationship outside of marriage with the queen's son and future king of England. Lady Florence found a palace in Taormina, a population that considered her a queen and, finally, love. Upon her death, the shepherds of the district accompanied her coffin playing Scottish ballads, her favorite music with their Sicilian bagpipes, while her girls scattered rose petals on her path. Lady Florence, was a fervent naturist, she loved animals and had transformed a decomposed set of small appreciations, into a beautiful garden, full of plants from all over the world. Even Isolabella in the bay of Taormina was enriched by her with plants and trees until it had its current shape, a luxuriant garden in the middle of the sea. The island, a natural oasis cared for by the WWF, embodies Lady Florence's philosophy of life, and hands her purpose down to distracted tourists lying in the sun or immersed in the warm, crystalline waters of the bay. Here too, for lunch, pasta alla Norma and seafood. Lady Florence, she would have appreciated.

[floatingcatacombs]

Macross Zero Gets Me To Blog About Macross Here and It’s Honestly a Surprise How Little I've Done That Considering How Much I Like Macross as a Whole

12 Days of Aniblogging 2023, Day 7

What is Macross fundamentally about? Why is anyone drawn to this mecha franchise that’s played second fiddle to Gundam for nearly every step of its existence? The classic answer is the interplay between idols, mecha, and romance that Macross offers, with each iteration tweaking the balance to new results. But I think this viewpoint misses one of the most unique aspects of the original Super Dimension Fortress Macross anime, which is the culture war at the center of everything. The Zentradi are an alien race raised solely for battle, which gives them overwhelming firepower but leaves them deeply vulnerable to soft power. It's not the cool transforming ships that win the war, but romance and pop music and consumerist culture and pluralism and sickening amounts of gender. The Zentradi are literally humanized by the end of the show, as the nine-episode epilogue of SDF Macross is about the surviving humans and Zentradi trying to coexist in a new society built on the ruins of Earth, and the conflicts that arise from assimilation. For the most part it’s handled shockingly well for a 40-year-old show.

you bet your ass I'm just using macross baby throw instead of looking for a more relevant screenshot

Most of the later Macross installments downplay the contact narrative aspect, moving the continuity forwards and introducing new enemies that are either comically evil or uncaring hive-minds. And that’s fine! Instead, we get the insanity of Fire Bomber in Macross 7, and some of the best mechanical animation ever put to cel in Macross Plus. But as Macross Frontier and Delta go all-in on idols and sell ungodly amounts of CDs, eventually you start to feel like something’s missing.

Macross Zero is the one series I hadn’t gotten around to until this year. The only things I knew going in were that it was a relic of the early digital era, the first Macross to use CG for the dogfights, and focused primarily on native Pacific islanders. This all had me a bit worried! But what the setting actually entails is contact at the forefront of a Macross series again.

This is the first Macross chronologically, so it even though it has some alien tech that crash-landed to Earth, it predates actual alien contact and space war. Instead, all the major powers are wrapping up the Unification War, the “and then the Earth formed a world government to combat the imminent alien threat” narrative handwave of SDF Macross. We don't see much of the actual conflict on-screen, so instead it manifests as the settling of the frontier. The war is almost over and the fighting has been pushed to the fringes of the world, which means even nonaligned native islanders are at risk of being caught in the crossfire.

there's a real painterly nature to the backgrounds in this show, which helps the CG integrate quite well. Easily one of the best looking anime from the early 2000s.

Though the immediate problem is the military helicopters landing on the beach, it’s clear that the tribe has been facing the pressure of cultural imperialism for a long time now. Previous encounters have brought radios and generators to the island, and many members of the younger generations are leaving for mainland Asia to seek greater opportunities. This conflict manifests in the central love triangle as well. Sara Nome is a deeply religious traditionalist, while her younger sister Mao is the one interested in technology and anthropology. Macross Zero pulls no punches in depicting cultural isolationism as stifling and authoritarian. But the alternative is the end of their way of living, with only the potential for fragments of culture to persist through assimilation. And either way, the military being right at their door may soon render all this moot . The series grapples with hard problems in much better faith than most anime I've seen, which have a nasty tendency to advocate for colonialism.

Blood samples are one of Zero’s narrative through-lines, depicting the whole range of ethical hazards endemic to this kind of contact. The UN-sponsored cultural anthropologist who lands on the island takes indigenous blood samples under the half-truth that she’s going to test for diseases and treat the sick. Sara sees the writing on the wall, but can’t stop her from bribing the tribespeople with hard-to-get food and drinks. Of course, what the military scientists actually want to learn is how the islanders are linked to a suspected dormant protoculture superweapon, and to take advantage of it before the Anti-UN forces do the same.

After discovering this, both the United Nations and the self-proclaimed anti-imperialist Anti-UN do not hesitate to use the island as a battlefield. While there’s plenty of sci-fi and magical macguffins during the last act, the show’s intentions remain firm. The can of worms opened when a UN fighter pilot first washed ashore reaches its inevitable conclusion, and everything burns and everyone has to be evacuated. Sara Nome reawakens the bird superweapon representative of her culture and ultimately uses it to open a portal, vanishing to parts unknown. That’s about the best this particular narrative can offer her viewpoint. Macross Frontier goes on to reveal that her sister Mao moved to the mainland and became a protoculture researcher, eventually becoming the grandmother of idol Sheryl Nome. It’s a fitting callback.

Zero is the most grounded and least optimistic Macross, and manages to avoid falling into pro-colonialist or noble savage viewpoints with its clear narrative focus. I would compare it to one of those UC Gundam side story OVAs, deliberately limited in scope but well-executed. One of the better ones.

Speaking of, Sunrise is going to be animating the next Macross anime! There’s a lot of possibilities, but first and foremost I hope they opt for a soft or hard reboot. Watching the most recent Delta movie left me to conclude that the internal chronology of the franchise has gotten far too messy, and it’s time to clean the slate so that culture shock can be brought to the forefront again. Of course, I’m also praying that they try to shamelessly cash in on G-Witch’s success by making The Gay Macross. God, what I would give for The Gay Macross. I could fill an entire second post with my ideas for The Gay Macross, but I’ll spare you for now.

[sleepymarmot]

Janet Sobel was already a mother of five and a grandmother when she took up painting in her Brighton Beach apartment in 1939. With no prior artistic training, she felt the urge to create and began using one of her sons’ art materials, painting on scraps of paper, the backs of envelopes, pieces of cardboard, and seashells found on the beach. Recognizing his mother’s talent, Sol Sobel introduced her paintings to artists and writers such as Max Ernst, John Dewey, and Sidney Janis, who quickly championed her work. Within just a few years, Sobel had participated in several group exhibitions and was given two solo gallery shows in New York. Born Jennie Lechovsky in a shtetl near Ekaterinoslav in Russia (now Dnipro in Ukraine), Sobel and her family emigrated to the United States in 1908, after her father was killed in a Russian pogrom. The motifs of her figurative paintings often relied on memories of her childhood: floral patterns that draw on Ukrainian folk art, regional costumes, traditional Jewish families, soldiers with cannons, and imperial armies. Sobel saw these figures as symbolic beings and often filled the spaces around them with whirling colorful designs. Experimenting with unusual materials such as glass and sand in her paintings, Sobel also turned to self-invented automatic techniques that resulted in abstract allover��compositions, with paint dripped in spatters and continuous looping lines. According to her son, Sobel worked “freely and rapidly” when making enamel paintings such as Milky Way or Untitled. “She would prepare a ‘ground’ which would invariably suggest or trigger some ‘idea’ for her,” he said, “whose sudden conception was matched by an equally rapid execution. In her efforts to pin down her conception, she would pour the paint, tip the canvas, blow the wet lacquer, and if you had the misfortune to be too close—she would use your shirt sleeve as a daub.” Sobel’s automatic methods were praised by critics, who compared them to those of the Surrealists. But when she was asked about her interest in art, Sobel responded, “No, I never went to museums much. I didn’t have time and I didn’t understand these things. But I always read books…and I love music…. I don’t think ever I [sic] would paint a picture without music to listen to. All humans must have something like that, that warms them inside.” Sobel’s surprisingly rapid rise to fame in the New York art world was followed by an almost equally sudden disappearance from it, when she and her family moved to Plainfield, New Jersey, in 1947. Now farther from the city, Sobel also developed an allergy to paint, which led her to work primarily in crayon, ink, and pencil after 1948. Years later, in 1961, the art critic Clement Greenberg would write that, in the 1940s, he and Jackson Pollock “had noticed one or two curious paintings…by a ‘primitive’ painter, Janet Sobel.” Greenberg described Sobel’s works as “the first really ‘all-over’ one [he] had ever seen,” adding that “Pollock admitted that these pictures had made an impression on him.” From then on, Sobel’s practice was mostly framed in relation to Pollock’s career, so that by the time of her death in 1968, she was little more than an anecdote, primarily known as the self-taught “housewife” who happened to have dripped paint on a canvas before him. — MoMA

Milky Way

Untitled

The Burning Bush

The Illusion of Solidity

[drtyydiana]

it’s 1984.  

this place feels nothing like home—in a way that makes her feel like she has no business being here,  like an outsider lingering on the fringes.  she does not feel like herself.  it’s unwelcoming,  and she expects nothing more,  nothing less in a city slowly eating itself like an ourboros.  in between the stumbling zombies down the fractured sidewalks—there’s nothing behind their eyes but desperation,  the white banners hosted on windows stating that “the police are watching this crack block,”  and unfamiliar faces on every single corner,  catcalling and whistlings—she keeps a razor-sharped pocketknife in her pocket and a can of mace in the other.  but she knows her mother did not have her best interest in mind.   diana was tired of it,  didn’t want to be around it.  she recalls telling her moms,  and her papi,  she wanted out.  her father agreed with the promise that after one more year of selling out of her school’s work program to the white kids of the 1%,  then she’ll be free.  her mother said nothing.  then the raids started.  

papi had gotten locked up almost 6 months ago,  a few days before her eighteenth birthday.  the dea knocked down the door to their apartment complex—carrying him out in shackles and handcuffs with rapid curses falling from his mouth in his first language.  the feds did not pay to repair the damage.  they didn’t find anything in their residence.  but that didn’t matter—they had been watching them all for a while,  enough to build a solid foundation for a case.  she recalls monet turning to her—you stay here,  you work.  if you have no intention to help fix what your father fucked up,  you leave.  she left.  her school behind—thousands of dollars of tuition and credit hours,  inches from her second year as a political science,  pre-law student.  her brothers behind.   

sending diana away to live with one of her mother’s cousins,  michelle,  had been a decision that her father had no say in.  the nonsense belief that if she kept her head down over here,  she’ll be fine.  the family was sought after back home,  from the feds,  from folks her parents screwed over.  to her mother,  she was the easiest target.   she was young,  but she wasn’t naive,  and hurling her across the country wouldn’t solve the gapping wound,  the fissure in their family left back home.  cousin michelle married a trini man,  daniel.  they had no children,  but an older pitbull that had seen better days and a small two-bedroom apartment in imperial courts.  she took the bedroom facing the courtyard. 

kept her window sealed shut and curtains closed like the room was her private cell.  didn’t spare one glance at the men gathered around,  always playing music,  always dealing under the street lights in the center.  occasionally,  she’ll see maurice skating by,  obnoxiously loud, on top of the roof.  her sleep is persistently broken by someone’s baby crying in the apartment next to hers and a couple fighting to the left,  the sound of fists and a cry for help that she ignores as she turns over in bed. 

michelle worked as a nurse,  mostly night shifts—picking up hours in the day doing extra work with the hiv patients at the local clinic,  and daniel spent most of the days,  including weekends,  away working as a welder in long beach.  she never saw much of either of them and intended to keep it that way.  monet periodically sent money down for the married couple as a business testament,  but diana didn't see much of it,  just enough to keep her alive in this hellscape that served as no alternative to what she was forced to leave behind.  maybe it was intentional.  perhaps,  she wanted her dead without having to pull the trigger herself.  it sounded so akin to the behaviors of that woman.  but hypotheticals did nothing for her,  and she didn’t waste her time dwelling on the psychosis of her mother.  

she spent the bulk of her time studying,  gathering pamphlets for local community colleges to apply to—she had no intention of staying here longer than needed; as soon as she could apply,  get away… she would and ignoring everyone,  everything around her.  but she was not oblivious.  every inch of this forsaken country was infected.  there was no escaping,  that drug made them blind and craving more,  more.  the corner boys were easily replaceable if they were struck down by a bullet or even their own blind stupidity.  always so stupid.  she could hear her moms criticize their stupidity.  the rest of her time was spent working her part-time job at the corner store—small,  owned by a couple of vietnamese,  and not too far from where she lived.   the fluorescent lights overhead cast everything in a sickening,  crusty yellow glow.  the rows of candy and chip bags and a sign that says “no minors” over the cigarette case slightly obscure her vision.  hours spent ringing up ungrateful customers,  throwing shit into bags—mostly 40s,  cheap wines, and newports,  and praying that today isn’t one of the unfortunate days someone decided to hit the place up for the fifty dollars in the cash register.  a quick fix for them in exchange for a bullet in her head.  she leans over the counter,  flipping through a la times newspaper,  scanning the front and back articles.  gliding her pink nails across the page. 

each story was the same,  crossfires,  the spread of disease,  the spread of violence,  and president reagan’s inaction with the disease and overaction with drug enforcement.  the bell rings, signifying someone is entering the store,  followed by music blasting from someone’s boombox.  she doesn’t bother looking up,  grinds her teeth,  and flips the page harder.  she has 30 minutes left on her shift—it ain’t worth it.  ‘ i ain’t need to fuckin’ hear myself think,  anyway .’  sarcasm tumbling behind her words.

@gyataborn

[francois1030]

see persona 3R discourse think it's about actual issues like the Answer being DLC, character flanderization, or tone/music changes look it's people whining about "racist white western imperialism" (The trans joke on the beach being removed) insane

[lifestylewithfashion]

Europe Travel Destination

Europe, a continent steeped in history and brimming with diverse cultures, offers an array of captivating travel destinations for enthusiasts seeking to immerse themselves in its rich heritage. From the romantic allure of Paris to the timeless charm of Rome, Europe’s cities beckon travelers with their iconic landmarks, renowned art scenes, and delectable cuisines. Let’s embark on a journey through this enchanting continent, uncovering its hidden gems and celebrated treasures.

Paris, France: Known as the “City of Love,” Paris exudes an unparalleled romantic ambiance with its iconic landmarks like the Eiffel Tower, Notre-Dame Cathedral, and the Louvre Museum. Stroll along the Seine River, savoring exquisite French cuisine in quaint cafes, or indulge in a leisurely picnic at the picturesque Luxembourg Gardens.

Santorini, Greece: Santorini, a picturesque island in the Aegean Sea, lures visitors with its stunning sunsets, whitewashed buildings, and crystal-clear waters. Explore the charming villages of Oia and Fira, perched atop dramatic cliffs, or unwind on the island’s volcanic beaches, savoring local delicacies and fine wines.

Prague, Czech Republic: Prague, the “City of a Hundred Spires,” boasts a fairy-tale charm with its medieval old town, majestic castles, and ornate cathedrals. Wander through the cobblestone streets of Prague Castle, cross the iconic Charles Bridge, or savor traditional Czech cuisine in cozy taverns.

Amsterdam, Netherlands: Amsterdam, a city of contrasts, delights visitors with its picturesque canals, historic architecture, and vibrant cultural scene. Discover the masterpieces of Dutch art at the Van Gogh Museum and Rijksmuseum, cycle along the city’s scenic bike paths, or cruise the iconic canals aboard a traditional boat.

Florence, Italy: Florence, the birthplace of the Renaissance, beckons art aficionados with its wealth of masterpieces, including Michelangelo’s David and Botticelli’s Birth of Venus. Immerse yourself in the city’s rich artistic heritage as you explore the Uffizi Gallery, stroll across the Ponte Vecchio, and savor Tuscan cuisine in quaint trattorias.

Dubrovnik, Croatia: Dubrovnik, a UNESCO World Heritage Site, enchants visitors with its medieval walls, baroque architecture, and stunning Adriatic coastline. Walk along the ancient city walls for panoramic views of the terracotta rooftops and shimmering sea, or explore the charming streets of the old town, brimming with historic landmarks and hidden gems.

Vienna, Austria: Vienna, the capital of classical music, entices travelers with its elegant boulevards, imperial palaces, and vibrant cultural scene. Attend a performance at the iconic Vienna State Opera, stroll through the magnificent Schönbrunn Palace gardens, or indulge in a slice of Sachertorte at a traditional Viennese café.

Budapest, Hungary: Budapest, the “Queen of the Danube,” mesmerizes visitors with its stunning architecture, thermal baths, and rich cultural heritage. Admire the neo-Gothic Parliament building, relax in the healing waters of the Széchenyi Thermal Bath, or take a scenic cruise along the Danube River, soaking in panoramic views of the city’s skyline.

Edinburgh, Scotland: Edinburgh, a city of contrasts, captivates visitors with its medieval Old Town, elegant Georgian New Town, and dramatic hilltop castle. Explore the cobbled streets of the Royal Mile, hike up Arthur’s Seat for breathtaking views of the city, or delve into Scotland’s rich history at the Edinburgh Castle and National Museum.

Istanbul, Turkey: Istanbul, the bridge between Europe and Asia, mesmerizes visitors with its rich tapestry of cultures, stunning architecture, and vibrant bazaars. Immerse yourself in the city’s Byzantine and Ottoman heritage as you explore iconic landmarks like the Hagia Sophia, Blue Mosque, and Topkapi Palace.

Reykjavik, Iceland: Reykjavik, the world’s northernmost capital, enchants visitors with its otherworldly landscapes, geothermal wonders, and vibrant arts scene. Discover the geological marvels of the Golden Circle, soak in the healing waters of the Blue Lagoon, or chase the mesmerizing Northern Lights dancing across the Arctic sky.

Krakow, Poland: Krakow, a city steeped in history, delights visitors with its medieval charm, stunning architecture, and vibrant cultural scene. Wander through the cobblestone streets of the UNESCO-listed Old Town, visit the poignant Auschwitz-Birkenau Memorial, or marvel at the stunning Gothic masterpiece of St. Mary’s Basilica.

Athens, Greece: Athens, the cradle of Western civilization, beckons travelers with its ancient wonders, including the iconic Acropolis, Parthenon, and Temple of Olympian Zeus. Immerse yourself in the city’s rich history as you explore archaeological treasures at the Acropolis Museum, stroll through the historic Plaka neighborhood, or savor Greek cuisine in bustling tavernas.

Dublin, Ireland: Dublin, a city steeped in literary history and vibrant culture, invites visitors to explore its charming streets, historic landmarks, and lively pub scene. Visit the iconic Trinity College and Book of Kells, stroll along the scenic River Liffey, or raise a glass of Guinness in one of the city’s traditional pubs, where live music fills the air.

Lisbon, Portugal: Lisbon, Europe’s sunniest capital, captivates visitors with its colorful streets, historic neighborhoods, and breathtaking views. Explore the winding alleys of the Alfama district, ride the iconic yellow tram through the city’s hills, or soak up the sun on the golden sands of nearby Cascais and Estoril beaches.

Stockholm, Sweden: Stockholm, a city spread across 14 islands, enchants visitors with its stunning architecture, scenic waterways, and rich cultural heritage. Explore the historic Gamla Stan, visit the impressive Vasa Museum, or take a leisurely boat tour through the city’s picturesque archipelago.

Copenhagen, Denmark: Copenhagen, a city of fairy tales and bicycles, invites visitors to explore its historic landmarks, vibrant neighborhoods, and innovative culinary scene. Marvel at the iconic Little Mermaid statue, wander through the colorful houses of Nyhavn, or experience the world-famous Tivoli Gardens, an enchanting amusement park in the heart of the city.

Berlin, Germany: Berlin, a city steeped in history and creativity, offers visitors a captivating blend of iconic landmarks, vibrant street art, and world-class museums. Explore the historic remnants of the Berlin Wall, visit the poignant Holocaust Memorial, or immerse

[lemonhemlock]

was tagged by @queenhelaenatargaryen - so sorry it took me ages to complete !!! but thanks for including me! 🎈

rules: bold the ones that are true and tag 15 people to do it.

APPEARANCE

i’m over 5’5” * // i wear glasses/contacts // i have blonde hair // i prefer loose clothing to tight clothing // i have one or more piercings // i have at least one tattoo // i have blue eyes // i have dyed or highlighted my hair // i have gotten plastic surgery // i have or had braces // i sunburn easily // i have freckles // i paint my nails // i typically wear make-up // i don’t often smile // i am pleased with how i look // i prefer nike to adidas // i wear baseball hats backwards

*i do not understand imperial. i'm 170 cm for the love of god

HOBBIES AND TALENTS

i play a sport // i can play an instrument // i am artistic // i know more than one language // i have won a trophy in some sort of competition // i can cook or bake without a recipe // i know how to swim // i enjoy writing * // i can do origami // i prefer movies to tv shows // i can execute a perfect somersault // i enjoy singing // i could survive in the wild on my own // i have read a new book series this year // i enjoy spending time with friends // i travel during school or work breaks // i can do a handstand

*i guess? unsure!!!

RELATIONSHIP

i am in a relationship // i have been single for over a year // i have a crush // i have a best friend i have known for ten years // my parents are together // i have dated my best friend // i am adopted // my crush has confessed to me // i have a long distance relationship // i am an only child // i give advice to my friends // i have made an online friend // i met up with someone i have met online

AESTHETICS:

i have heard the ocean in a conch shell // i have watched the sun rise (1) // i enjoy rainy days (2) // i have slept under the stars // i meditate outside // the sound of chirping calms me (3) // i enjoy the smell of the beach // i know what snow tastes like // i listen to music to fall asleep // i enjoy thunderstorms // i enjoy cloud watching // i have attended a bonfire // i pay close attention to colours // i find mystery in the ocean // i enjoy hiking on nature paths // autumn is my favourite season (4)

(1) countless times these past months!!! it's not fun lemme tell you (4) fuck no they always started chirping when i wanted to go to sleep & couldn't close the window bc it was too hot. srsly in my bird hate era (2) i mean yeah but only if i don't have to go outside. like. they're cool from a distance. watching. (4) kind of?? i love all except summer. hate the heat.

MISCELLANEOUS:

i can fall asleep in a moving vehicle // i am the mom friend // i live by a certain quote // i like the smell of sharpies // i am involved in extracurricular activities // i enjoy mexican food // i can drive a stick-shift // i believe in true love // i make up scenarios to fall asleep // i sing in the shower // i wish i lived in a video game // i have a canopy above my bed // i am multiracial // i am a redhead // i own at least three dogs

i'm not tagging anyone this time bc it's been too long & i don't remember who already did this or not

[51316120825]

theyre kinda in the same category as the beach boys for me.. like vocal wise

[chocolatedetectivehottub]

Morocco tour,

Morocco tour,

Morocco, a land where the Sahara meets the sea, offers travelers a kaleidoscope of experiences unlike anywhere else. From ancient cities brimming with history to sweeping desert landscapes and colorful souks buzzing with life, a tour of Morocco promises to be both unforgettable and soul-stirring.

The Imperial Cities: A Glimpse into Morocco’s Glorious Past

Start your journey in Marrakech, the Red City, known for its bustling Jemaa el-Fnaa square, vibrant street performers, and aromatic food stalls. Wander through the narrow alleys of the medina, explore the ornate Bahia Palace, and relax in the peaceful Majorelle Garden.

From Marrakech, travel to Fes, the spiritual heart of Morocco. Its medina, a UNESCO World Heritage site, is one of the oldest and best-preserved in the world. Witness traditional tanneries in action and step into centuries-old madrasas and mosques.

Don’t miss Rabat, the capital city, with its mix of historical landmarks and modern elegance. Meanwhile, Meknes charms with its grand gates, quiet streets, and royal history.

The Sahara Desert: Adventure Under the Stars

No Morocco tour is complete without venturing into the Sahara Desert. Ride a camel across golden dunes, watch the sun set over the horizon, and spend a night under a blanket of stars in a traditional Berber camp. The vastness and serenity of the desert offer a once-in-a-lifetime experience.

The Atlas Mountains and Beyond

For nature lovers and trekkers, the Atlas Mountains provide breathtaking scenery and opportunities for adventure. Villages like Imlil serve as gateways for hikes to Mount Toubkal, North Africa’s highest peak. Along the way, meet friendly locals and enjoy traditional Moroccan hospitality.

Further south, the Draa Valley and Todra Gorge reveal palm groves, kasbahs, and dramatic landscapes ideal for photography and exploration.

Coastal Charms and Cultural Fusion

Along Morocco’s Atlantic coast lies Essaouira, a laid-back seaside town with Portuguese fortifications, whitewashed houses, and a lively arts scene. The wind-swept beaches are perfect for water sports or simply soaking up the coastal vibe.

Other coastal gems like Agadir and Asilah offer relaxation and culture with their beaches, markets, and fusion of African, Arab, and European influences.

Cuisine and Culture: A Feast for the Senses

Moroccan cuisine is a journey in itself. Savor tagines, couscous, and pastilla flavored with spices like saffron, cumin, and cinnamon. Visit local markets for olives, dates, nuts, and fresh mint tea—Morocco’s signature drink.

Immerse yourself in the country's rich traditions, from Berber music and Gnawa rhythms to vibrant festivals and exquisite handicrafts. Each city and village holds its own story, waiting to be discovered.

Plan Your Morocco Tour

Whether you're a history buff, nature lover, foodie, or adventurer, Morocco welcomes you with open arms. A well-planned tour can take you from the bustling souks of Marrakech to the silence of the Sahara, through mountain trails and into the heart of ancient cities.

Let Morocco's colors, flavors, and warmth enchant you—it’s more than a destination; it's an experience that stays with you long after you return home.

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Morocco is a country full of history, culture, and diverse landscapes that are waiting to be explored. Whether you're an adventure seeker, a history buff, or someone looking to experience a unique mix of traditions and modernity, Tours a Marruecos offer an array of experiences for every type of traveler.

Morocco, located at the crossroads of Africa and Europe, is home to vibrant cities, the vast Sahara Desert, lush valleys, and towering mountains. Each region offers something special, making it a top destination for those seeking adventure, relaxation, or cultural immersion.

Exploring Morocco’s Imperial Cities

Morocco's imperial cities—Marrakech, Fez, Rabat, and Meknes—are some of the country's top highlights. These cities boast beautiful architecture, ancient medinas, bustling souks (markets), and a rich blend of cultures. Marrakech, known for its vibrant souks, stunning palaces, and beautiful gardens, offers a sensory overload. Fez, home to one of the world's oldest universities, is an ancient city with a maze of narrow streets and historic landmarks, while Rabat is a charming coastal city with a mix of modern and traditional influences.

The Magic of the Sahara Desert

One of the most iconic experiences you can have while in Morocco is a trip to the Sahara Desert. Imagine riding a camel across the dunes at sunset, watching the sky change colors, and camping under the stars. Desert Tours a Marruecos offer an unforgettable adventure, where you can experience the vastness of the desert, enjoy Berber hospitality, and discover the region's hidden gems. Merzouga and Erg Chebbi are two of the most popular destinations for desert tours, offering stunning landscapes and unique experiences.

Mountain Adventures in the Atlas Range

For those who love nature and hiking, Morocco’s Atlas Mountains offer a stunning backdrop. The High Atlas is home to traditional Berber villages, crystal-clear lakes, and trails that lead you to some of the highest peaks in North Africa. Hiking through the mountains is a great way to experience the country’s natural beauty and meet locals who have lived in these remote regions for centuries. Popular trekking routes include a visit to Mount Toubkal, the highest peak in North Africa, and the charming village of Imlil.

Coastal Retreats and Beautiful Beaches

Morocco’s coastline offers some of the most beautiful beaches in the region. From the charming town of Essaouira, known for its relaxed atmosphere, to the pristine beaches of Agadir, you can enjoy the stunning coastline. Casablanca, the economic hub of the country, also boasts a mix of beautiful beaches and a vibrant city life, making it ideal for those who want to combine relaxation with urban exploration.

Cultural and Culinary Experiences

No visit to Morocco is complete without experiencing its rich culture and cuisine. Moroccan food is known for its bold flavors, with dishes like tagine, couscous, and pastilla tantalizing the taste buds. A cooking class or food tour in Marrakech or Fez is a great way to immerse yourself in the culinary traditions of Morocco. You can also experience local art, music, and festivals, which reflect the country's diverse heritage.

Choosing the Right Morocco Tour

When planning your trip to Morocco, there are various types of Tours a Marruecos to suit your interests and schedule. Some travelers prefer guided tours, which offer an in-depth look at Morocco's history and culture, while others may choose self-guided Tours a Marruecos or adventure trips, such as trekking, camel rides, or road trips across the country.

Some tours focus on specific regions of Morocco, allowing you to dive deeper into the unique landscapes and cultures. Whether you're visiting the ancient medinas, exploring the Sahara, or hiking the Atlas Mountains, there are a wealth of options available.

Why You Should Visit Morocco

From its historical cities to its natural wonders, Morocco offers an unparalleled travel experience. The country’s diverse landscapes, rich culture, and welcoming people create an atmosphere that’s hard to beat. A tour in Morocco is more than just a vacation; it’s an adventure that will create lasting memories, and it’s a destination that will leave you longing to return.

For your next adventure, consider Tours a Marruecos to experience a world that blends ancient traditions with modern wonders in one of the most exciting destinations on the planet.