#travel vicariously

[shootwithheart]

I sent out mini zines of my main travel zine to all my patrons.

This is the kind of stuff you'll get in the mail when you support me. ❤️

[thismisfitslife]

A flying visit to the Netherlands

For my mom's sixtieth she decided to unpack and organise a party including live music, so me and my guy of course had to travel over to the Netherlands to attend this extravaganza and spend some time with my family. We arrived a few days earlier and spent a day in Delft, enjoyed a lovely lunch at De Sjees, then finally visited the Nieuwe Kerk and climbed its tower. Since our ticket included entry to the Oude Kerk, we did that one too. Now I'm not a fan of monarchies nor religion but I never skip a visit to a stunning old building! After that we got a wonderful selection of cheeses at Verkade & Jacques and enjoyed a lovely evening in.

Next we drove up north to visit the grandparents for a catch-up and lovely lunch at De Bosberg with the family. Since England does not have 'kroketten' that's what I enjoyed as much as possible, I got the vegetarian version and a delicious glass of red. After our lunch we headed up De Bosbergtoren, which is - supposedly - on top of an old oak tree and only cost €2.50 to enter. With many platforms to step out on and stairs with tiny wholes in them I did start to feel a bit queasy at the top but the view and the golden hour made it more than worth it!

The day of the main event had arrived; the celebration of my mom's 60th birthday with a live band at a beautiful live music venue; Dolhuis in Dordrecht. Before that we went into the city for a brief round of the shops and a wonderful lunch with a cauliflower soup at my father's regular record store based at Het Magazijn. We returned home to get ready for the main event; my mother's birthday! She'd hired a venue and booked a band - super proud - and invited family, friends, and neighbours which meant that I'd also caught up with all of them in one fell swoop! On Saturday we took our rest and hung out at the house I grew up in which was rather lovely. We listened to Interpol and made an elaborate English Breakfast, and then started packing, for the next day would be the last of this trip.

We went to free historic attraction Castellum, and moved on to Maximus Proeflokaal for an incredible veggie burger and stouts. The stouts were so good that my dad bought himself a case from the neighbouring shop. After that we headed to TivoliVredenburg in Utrecht city centre for the cherry on top; Subterranean Street Society's headline show! I've been working with the band for a good few years and aside from being incredible musicians, they are also a bunch of wonderful humans I love to spend time with, so to say we had a fantastic evening is still an understatement. The next morning we flew back in the early hours of the day to return to our beloved home, and chosen family. It was a wonderful, though very brief, flying visit.

[mamawasatesttube]

superboy (1994) #8

"It, uh... it kinda goes on forever, doesn't it?"

[drarrily-we-row-along]

It All Fades Away

The pounding on his front door had Harry’s head jerking up from the carving that he was doing. He’d heard the car driving by a couple of minutes ago, strange enough, but he hadn’t expected anyone to show up at his door. That was the point of this pretty little cabin, hidden in the mountainside in Montana.

No one had been here since Draco had shown up on his doorstep six months ago looking for a place to stay for a night (or four as the case had been). But that certainly didn't bear thinking about.

There was another round of pounding and Harry stood and made his way across the room, pulling the door open, expecting to see some lost driver who couldn't get any reception.

Instead it was Draco standing in the doorway, long hair tied back in a braid, wearing a pair of skinny jeans and the plaid shirt that Harry hadn't been able to find for the past six months. "Harry," Draco murmured, like he was surprised to see him.

He closed the door again, heart beating loudly in his ears, he felt a little dizzy. Harry screwed his eyes shut, then opened them again, he was dreaming, he must be.

But then, if he was dreaming, why wouldn't he let Draco in? At least enjoy the time they could have, even if it wasn't real.

A tentative fist knocking on the door and Harry pulled it open again.

"I'm sorry," Draco blurted, reaching out a hand for Harry but not actually touching him. "I'm sorry that I left without a word. I'm sorry that I just disappeared. You didn't deserve that."

He swallowed, looked Draco over from head to toe and took a step back, gesturing for him to come in.

Draco's shoulders released, tension draining as he stepped inside.

"Why are you back?" Harry asked, voice a little hoarse and gravelly from disuse, before heading toward the kitchen and taking out the tea. Funny that he hadn't forgotten how Draco took his.

The chair slid out from the table and Draco sat down, Harry didn't have to be looking at him to know that Draco's eyes were on him. He'd done the same thing every time that Harry had cooked anything for them when he'd been here all those months ago.

"I couldn't stop thinking about you," Draco said and Harry almost dropped the tea cup he'd been holding.

He glanced over at Draco with a sardonic grin, "you don't fuck off for six months from someone you can't stop thinking about."

"You weren't the reason I came to the States," he replied.

Harry nodded, placing a cup of tea in front of Draco at the table but not taking the seat across from him. He leaned against the counter instead, "You were trying to get some perspective. That's what you said, right? Trying to get some space."

"I was trying to find myself," Draco replied bluntly.

He hummed and took a sip of tea, "And?"

"I've seen the most beautiful things," Draco said. "Mountains, and oceans, trees that are thousands and thousands of years old. I've seen cacti, and deserts, and giant canyons. More wildlife and flowers than you can imagine. The things that I've seen," he shook his head, "Harry, I've wept for joy of seeing them, with experiencing them. I've been freer than I've ever been in my entire life."

Harry nodded, took another sip of tea, he'd let him share his life. How could he not? He was happy to share the joy the other man possessed.

"But it all fades to absolutely nothing when it's compared to you."

He blinked, "Sorry?"

"For the past six months, all I could think about were the four nights in your arms. All I could think about was what you might say about the places I've been. All I could imagine was waking up in the early morning light and admiring the way the sun makes your skin glow bronze. Every restaurant I ate in, I imagined the way you'd delight in the flavors, the seasoning; the way you'd enjoy the food in front of you. And every night, I'd lie awake and feel the ghost of your fingers on me; soft and almost reverent, like I was something worthy of being cherished."

"You are," Harry said simply.

Draco swallowed, "And I came back to see," he shook his head, clenched his fingers around the tea cup, "I wondered if maybe you felt a little bit the same."

"Draco," he said incredulously, "I asked you to stay with me." He shook his head, "six months ago, while your body was warm, and heavy, and sated, pressed flush against mine on that bed," he said, pointing to the bed in the corner of the cabin. "I kissed you and I asked you to stay. I gave you my entire fucking heart."

"I-" Draco started but Harry interrupted him.

"You were the one who left-"

"I know," he said, tucking a hair behind his ear. "I'm sorry-"

"I'm not saying that because I want you to feel sorry," he said with a frown. "I'm saying it because I already told you that I wanted you. Of course I feel the same."

Draco's head snapped up, eyes searching Harry's face, "Really?" he whispered.

"Yes, of course, really," he groused.

Before he could get any more words out, Draco flew across the space between them, throwing himself into Harry's arms. And Harry caught him on reflex, arms enfolding him, drawing him closer as he breathed him in. "I missed you," Draco whispered.

"Well it's your own stupid fault," he grumbled but his hands soothed over Draco's back and sides. "I missed you too," he relented, "so much."

Draco swallowed and pulled back, "if the offer still stands," he whispered, "I'd like to stay."

Harry nodded, swallowing around the lump in his throat, "It still stands."

"Can we travel, too?"

He laughed, cupping Draco's cheeks in his palms, "I'm afraid there isn't much that I wouldn't give you."

"You'll love it," Draco assured, grinning brightly at him.

"With you?" he said, "I'm sure I will."

Draco leaned in and rested their foreheads together, "Maybe just a little time here for us first," he said.

And the two of them traveled the world together, but it was always true that the other was the thing that they longed to see the most.

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[anotherferalrat]

Yall quick question for those who play genshin with Lumine!Traveler.

Spoilers ahead...

So I don't remember if it's part of the Chasm quest or if it's the interlude between Inazuma and Sumeru but Dain comes back for his yearly appearance (🫶) and we tour the underground, upside down city and learn where the abyss goes to "die"

And at one point, we stumble upon like 3 hilichurls that r dying and- as Aether!Traveler- we see next to them is Lumine's Inteyvats that 1) show her presence and 2) show her connection/existence at the time of the cataclysm??? Maybe??? (Idk bro there's too much time travel/loop lore and it's messing with me T-T)

But if ur playing with Lumine, what do u see? Bc as far as ik Abyss Aether doesn't look any different from player Aether other than u kno... visibly more squinty and evil so he wouldn't have flowers to leave behind methinks???

Idk I'm just curious about how some of the cutscenes play out based on the twin u pick if anyone would like to help pls and thanc🙏

[iceyrukia]

the ‘influencer lifestyle’ really rotted a lot of women’s ( + girls) brains and I’m not necessarily talking about the traveling part but the whole self-imposed prerequisite requirement of having to look like an instagram model before getting to live your life to the fullest as a woman. This internalized monitoring of the ‘self’ that women do when it comes to their own physical appearance, something to show off externally, is really pervasive and you can see it reflected in social media.

( and if you are familiar with the whole concept of having a ‘bikini’ body for the summer, that is a perfect example of this, like the absurd idea of women having to visualize themselves snapping a perfect bikini pic in order to fulfill this image of enjoying summer. Like they can’t just live but have to look and dress a certain way because it’s what a ‘successful’ women is supposed to look like, a status symbol to always emulate- yeah :/ )

[anonsally]

Days 9-10 in Chile: Days 1-2 of conference

I went to bed early the night before the conference got underway and didn't have a totally solid night's sleep (reasons included congestion, sweating, and a small earthquake), but it was at least fairly long, and I think the fever had actually broken this time. The congestion still wasn't any better, and I had an occasionally scary-sounding cough, but I woke up hungry and with improved energy.

Needless to say, I didn't get up early enough to go to the opening plenary session. It's my first conference in 5 years; I initially felt very overwhelmed and claustrophobic in the crowds of people. So I went to the room where my session was, which was at that point still pretty empty (it was a coffee break). By the time the symposium started, the room had filled up. I did get through my talk respectably, though I wouldn't say that it was my best presentation ever. But I wasn't aiming for that given my condition! I enjoyed the other talks. At the end all the speakers sat on the stage for the Q&A, and I got a better look at the audience (I can't really see when I'm giving a presentation since I'm mostly trying not to die focused on my talk); I recognised several people either from previous conferences or from having worked in the same institutions in the past.

I got some nice feedback from a few people afterwards. There was another session immediately but I needed to decompress (and also blow my nose, so I went outside to take off my mask). After a bit, I returned inside and ran into a former colleague, so it was nice to reconnect. Eventually found my way to another session I was interested in. I only lasted one and a half talks before I felt a cough coming on, so I ducked out so as not to disrupt the session.

Lunch was provided after the session ended, so I took my bag lunch and went outside and had a picnic. It was a pretty warm day. I sat on my own at a distance from others so as not to spread my germs.

In the afternoon I only attended two talks, but the second one was quite noteworthy and probably the most original research being presented at this conference: it was about the effect of tattoos on risk of lymphoma. !! Everyone was riveted. Nobody has studied this before, but the chemicals used in tattoo inks are known to have health effects in other contexts; the presenter pointed out that having them injected directly into the skin could plausibly be a concern. She has tattoos herself. (She points out that laser removal could then exacerbate the problem, so if this news makes you worry that you should get your tattoos removed, don't do it!)

After that I was kind of Done for the day. I rested in the room a little and then Wife and I went to dinner in one of the hotel restaurants. She heads home tomorrow. (She had done a horseback ride in the foothills of the Andes today and saw a black-chested buzzard eagle! Well, she was told it was an eagle (they may have told her which kind and she forgot), and she somehow got an iPhone photo that confirmed Merlin's only suggestion when I asked for eagles around here. [how?! how did she get a photo while on a moving horse, of a soaring bird high above, with a crappy camera, that was clear enough in shape and plumage to confirm the id?!])

That night I slept really badly. I didn't turn out the light until 11pm, and then it took a while to fall asleep because the decongestant hadn't taken effect yet. Then, I woke up at 4:40 because I was too hot with the blanket on, but I was too cold without it. I was awake at least a couple of hours. At some point I adjusted the thermostat and then I eventually managed to doze for a couple of hours.

Despite being exhausted, I did in fact feel much better today. I had a slow morning, but eventually made it down to the conference and ran into a friend (formerly a student in my research group), and chatted to her a bit before going to the last couple talks in a session of some short methodology talks. Then the friend and I had lunch outside. The lunch bags came with a randomised soda can; I lucked out with ginger ale, which is literally the only soda I like, but the friend got diet ginger ale, which is disgusting. It seems weird that they would randomise people to diet or non-diet sodas.

Afterwards, I attended part of a session on health effects of wildfires, but it was so cold in that room that I had to leave before it ended. I was too tired to attend any more of the conference at that point anyway.

Wife came back from having done some sightseeing and we caught up a bit and took a micro-nap; she leaves for the airport soon. I'm trying to decide whether to go to the conference dinner, which doesn't start until 8pm and is a metro ride away. I'm under-rested and still recovering from whatever this illness is, and that seems late to go out (though there is transport back, but maybe not until midnight, which... is clearly too late for me to be out). I haven't left the hotel since we checked in because I've been ill. But this meal is already paid for and is a good networking opportunity but also a social anxiety stressor. It's in a large space, I think, so I hopefully wouldn't be putting others at risk (and I may not be contagious anymore by now anyway, and I'll wear a good mask when I'm not eating). Argh. Decisions.

[omgpurplefattie]

Escort / transport / security agencies were actually a thing on ancient China, not just a device in Wuxia stories. This video visits the seat of a historic escort agency in Pingyao that is now a museum.

[inchidentally]

did he tell us this part of his itinerary during stream I can’t remember ??

straya is huuuuge and I’m seeing ppl say it’s closer to where Daniel is than Oscar but I have no clue where Daniel lives lol

I’m by nature super cautious so I’m gonna assume this isn’t going to turn out to be anything F1 related but ty Lando for at least providing us entertainment during the winter break !!

[bergoose]

texas watcherinas how we feelin

[shootwithheart]

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[shinigami-striker]

Japanese Crash Bandicoot Icons | Monday, 07.08.24

Found these 100x100 icons of Crash Bandicoot himself from an archived Japanese fansite. Feel free to use them since today's National Video Game Day.

Games:

Warped

CTR

Bash

Wrath of Cortex

Nitro Kart

Twinsanity

Tag Team Racing

N. Sane Trilogy

[boxernco]

Art Of The Day

Crash Bandicoot!

[lifewithaview]

Lisa Vicari and Louis Hofmann in Dark (2017) Adam und Eva

S3E3

Charlotte and Ulrich try to piece together what happened in the bunker. In different times and worlds, Jonas and Martha work to gain each other's trust.

*Gustav Tannhaus: That's when I knew that nothing changes. That everything remains the same. The spinning wheel turns. Round and round. One destiny leads to the next. A thread, blood-red, connects all our actions.

[doctornerdington]

My best friend is on vacation in Spain and my girlfriend is on vacation in England, and all day long I get texts of beautiful places and beloved faces and it’s almost like I’m on vacation too. 

[surreality51]

Tell me where you’re from without telling me where you’re from.