#travellogs

[a-wanderlust-wildflower]

Found this cute little adventure log at Dollar General for $5. I'm inspired to plan some small adventures to log in it. #travellog #travel #wanderlust #adventure #adventurelog https://www.instagram.com/p/Cnz_X60uenE/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[eddievillanueva]

“Lost Souls at the Orlando Macaroni Grille” Featuring: @mere_fuckin_death Aka #superstar #handsomenate Aka #allamericansir #rehabsteve Aka #hangintherebaby #monica Aka #queenbee of the #macaroni #grill 4/16/23 - #mco #lost #stuckattheairport #airportbar #lostintranslation #iwanttogohome #travellog #drawing #sketchbook #drawingoftheday #photooftheday #sketchoftheday #collage #coloredpencil #ink #inkdrawing #art #radicalhonesty #watercolor #markers #alcoholmarkers https://www.instagram.com/p/CrOLgrZs2Rp/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[kristinemaebsnapshots]

📍Bag of Beans Tagaytay

Traveled 86km for a breathtaking breakfast in Tagaytay City after friday chill out in Tomas Morato 😂

12.15.2018 | 📸 @kristinemaeb

[amorfirstbysfhonn]

I also enjoy photography as a hobby and I really loved how this picture turned out from my trip to San Miguel this past summer. ❤️Black & white photos! . . . . . . . #art #artist #travelphotography #travellog #black&whitephotograhy #everydayllifephotos #photobysfhonn #artbysfhonn (at San Miguel de Allende Centro, San Miguel de Allende) https://www.instagram.com/p/CqMKkeLvamA/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[a-slice-of-mundane-life]

Intro post +other things!

Hello hi and welcome! this blog is something that popped into my head some time ago and I realised that its long overdue that I started this lil project! I currently run a studyblr called @studying-with-k which is usually a record of my academia life and stuff around it! so I think an introduction is in order!

My name is K, I am 22 years old and I am currently working on myself and becoming someone who wants a peaceful life but also wants to wander the world and experience different things.

I want to live a "slice of life-esque" life and this blog is to highlight those days in that kinda way and keep that dream going.

Thus, this blog is going to be a sort of collection of my hobbies outside academia! those mainly been travelling, my journey in the world of antiquarian books and pen-palling.

This space is going to be treated like a little digital journal for all my experiences; the good, the bad and the ugly. As with such things I will be putting the right trigger warnings when needed and this blog is going to be an 18+ minors DNI blog.

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Also, for various reasons my personal information will be under lock and key and any person that appears in any of the photos will have their faces blurred out for their safety unless they give me consent!

As for the pen-paling bit I always welcome people who want to pen pal with me! however, I would like to converse with you before I disclose sensitive information!

As for the camera I plan on just using my old digicam that I got ages ago but realised that now that's a perfect tool for taking pictures about this lil project. So I'm going to be learning how to play around with camera settings too.

My tagging system is going to be simple

#mundaneday is all my original content

#stickynote are all my general reblogs

#travellog, #penpallog, #antiquarianlog, and #cheflog are self explanatory about the topics

#mootskahoot are for mutual reblog

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I think that just about covers it so welcome to my mundane little life and all the ups and downs of it! Right now I'm just compiling a lil Pinterest board on how I want this blog to feel but I want it to grow organically too.

[mollayos]

Eunji releases perfume in collaboration with Maison 21G

Maison 21G launches 4 types of ‘Travellog-themed Petite Collection’ in exclusive collaboration with Jeong Eunji.

[huaanvblog]

First Thing First

A place to have #photoblog #journals #travellog and current news.

Hopefully it's beneficial to all who are with @huaanvblog nice meeting everyone.

Life has too much to learn.

[hopcraftluke]

Kicking back on the hammock, watching the sun go down over Airlie Beach 🤌🏻🌅

First Timelapse I’ve ever done, came out clean. ⏱

Filmed on Canon 80D. 10-18MM. F4.5 📷

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#timelapse #canonaustralia #reels #sunset #beach #travel #photography #australia #travelaustralia #whitsundays #airliebeach

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#wanderers #travellust #travellog #wanderingphotographer #travelwithus #travelwell #postcardplaces #meettheworld #instatravelhub #instatravelblog #traveled #localtravel #travelphotograph #travelpassion #travelplans

[enterenews]

Jung Eun-ji, a shoe that wants to include the fans who came to meet her~

Apink (APINK) member Jung Eun-ji (JEONGEUNJI) is arriving at Incheon International Airport in Unseo-dong, Jung-gu, Incheon after finishing the 2023 JEONG EUNJI CONCERT [Travellog] IN TAIPEI overseas concert schedule held in Taipei, Taiwan on the afternoon of January 15th.

[hunting-songs]

Kurapika was as loud as a nightstorm. His very awake breathing was rain clashing against a window. His restless rolling around in his bed was the wind rushing outside. And eventually him rising and sneaking as quietly as possible with his feet barely touching the floor, was as loud as thunder. Senritsu was not a good sleeper, not since the curse had crushed and mended back togetehr her spine into the form of a gnarled tree that made it impossible to properly lay down without branches of ache growing into her limbs and joints after a much too short time, yet it as even more impossible to sleep when someone around her was so restless. Basho snorred, but he slept deeply after he had finished reading in one of the travellog-books he would always read an hour before falling asleep and his snorring coming from someone who slept peacefully and wihtout any worries could even be a lullaby to her. Linssen occaisonally had nightmares in which his quiet breathing would stop and became faster for a few seconds, but when he would wake up from those bad dreams he would put in earphones and listen to the sound of an ocean from an old tape that would lull him as much to sleep as it would Senritsu. Kurapika however was a restless sleeper and as restless as he was, as restless he made Senritsu to whom every breath of her colleagues was as loud as a scream right next to her ear. Therefor, when Kurapiak eventually walked into the small kitchen, Senritsu only sat up with a sigh and her head tilted to the side as she worried listened after his steps, his heavy way of breathing and the way his heart sang her a melancholic song. There was always a sad and angry echo in the orchestra that was Kurapikas way of moving, tact of breathing and heartbeat, but what was quiet during the day,had turned loud in the night and Senritsu was not about to let her friend sing that song on his own, when she could help. Accordingly she grabbed her blanket to throw it over her shoulders like a stola and followed Kurapika like a child would follow the pied pipers melody. The kitchen was dark, but the way the noises of her and Kurapikas breaths hit the outline sof the furniture int he kitchen made it easy for Snritsu to not need her vision. Instead she smiled when she heard a eased tune in the mans heartbeat when he noticed her, like the noise of a knot that had been opned. "A tea would be nice, thank you very much." , the woman hummed quietly and used the fact that kurapika could not see her eyes to answer him: "To answer your question- thats simple." -I will be dead. Senritsu did not said that, she would never say that. Maybe to Linssen who as a Information-Hunter only knew cold facts, maybe to Basho who was used to the danger of a Hunters life and lived with it every day, but never to Kurapika. I was a simple fact: Ask had payed with his life for playing the Sonata of Darkness and the woman had never made herself illusions what would be her punishment for destroying the Sonata eventually. Either she would die when the cursemark on her arm had eaten up her flesh until reaching her heart, or she would die when destroying the Sonata or she would die when the curse would be lifted off her and her bones, vitals and flesh would be ripped into its former form but this time without the strenght of the curse mending her back together and keeping her alive. Senritsu did not wanted to die, but she also knew that this was a possibility that was more likely than her survival and she was not stupid enough to believe in fairytales of her own minds making. Senritsu smelled apples, a horrible sweet scent that stroked teasingly around her nose like thin fingers. But that was something not for Kurapikas ears, so in the blackness of the room covering their faces the woman lied as easy as she would humm her favorite song:

"-I will continue beeing a Music-Hunter, travel the world and do what I love. Not the same as before I had listened to the Sonata, that Life is long gone and what is gone can never return." She shrugged her small shoulders and leaned on the kitchen unit beside Kurapika, her short fingers tapping a song on the table that was as calming as a cats purr: " But I still love my work and I still love Music and I still love to learn, so I will continue to do what I was born to do and enjoy every second of doing so. I will be more careful, though, with alcohol and also stories about cursed musicpieces, I think." Tap, tap, tap. Her short fingers tapped in sync with Kurapikas heartbeat.

"I am sure, that before what had been done to you, there were things you had dreamed of and that you had been good at. You are not only a Hunter because it makes your search for the scarlet eyes easier, at least that is what I assume from personal expierence." She thought of Ask. She thought about that she had known him since they had been twelve. She thought about how she had sen his face everyday in those nine years. She thought about, not for the first time, just Why the most clearest picture of him in her mind was his skinned, skeletal hand pushing her away - from him,from the danger,from the sound- a second before his whole body- his flesh, his bones, his organs, his skull, his face- was crushed and shattered like a wineglass under a too high frequency? Tap, tap, tap. Her short fingers tapped in sync with Kurapikas heartbeat and then slowly slowed down the tact to in sync with his hearbeat calm him down as well. "Of course, you have changed. And what had happned to you can never been undone. It does not mean though, that everything of that you from before was lost." Tap, tap, tap. Her short fingers tapped in sync with Kurapikas heartbeat and calmed the tact, his heartbeat and her own. With a sweet wink she looked up to the Younger, humming friendly: "And considering how often Leorio spams my mailbox, he as much as Gon and Killua will be happy to help you find something that brings you joy."

"You know I'm on your side.", Senritsu hummed gently:"Do you want to talk about it?" With an amused chuckle she tapped a finger against her left ear jokingly: "I am all ears." @hunting-songs

ways to ask about it. | @hunting-songs

No matter which way he settled in bed, he just couldn't sleep. His brown eyes were facing the wall, and moments later they had focused on the ceiling. He had already lost count of how many numbers he counted while trying to sleep. However, nothing helped. His mind was restless, noisy. The thoughts kept flashing in front of his eyes and he just wanted to be able to shut them up for a moment. He just wanted to have a peaceful night's sleep. However, tonight it would not be like that. Resigned to the fact that he could no longer do anything to fall asleep, Kurapika sat on the bed, trying to be as quiet as possible so as not to wake Senritsu, being sure that both Basho and Linssen were harder to wake up. He finally got up, heading first to the bathroom so he could wet his face with warm water. Maybe he needed a little warmth to fall asleep. Then he looked in the mirror, he looked as awake as if it were 10 in the morning.

Or maybe it just wasn't his night.

He couldn't sit down to read because the moonlight didn't fill the room enough to allow him to read comfortably, and he was afraid that the light from the desk would wake up his colleagues, so he decided to go to the kitchen and make some tea. With the hot mug in his hands and leaning against a wall, Kurapika stood lost staring at a spot on the floor while he played with his fingers around the mug. He doesn't know how much time passed, as he remained like that until Senritsu's appearance in the kitchen caught his attention. At least the cup was still warm, so it hadn't really been long. The blonde showed Senritsu a soft smile in a vain attempt to convince her that everything was fine - even so he knew very well that he couldn't lie to her - although he soon gave up, and returned to looking at a fixed point on the floor, drinking a sip of tea before talking to her.

"Yes, I know you're on my side." There was a small pause, then letting out a small, humble laugh in complicity, remembering that night on the roof. The good thing about talking to Senritsu at night was that it was not necessary to speak in a normal tone and they could simply communicate in a low voice, at least on his part, since she would hear him anyway. That made him gain a little more confidence to open up to her.

"Senritsu… what will you do when you destroy the Sonata of Darkness?" He turned his gaze again to his friend, asking curiously and letting out a small sigh. His big brown eyes emanated a characteristic shine. A soft shine of pain and sadness, though he knew she could hear it in his heart "About me, I don't know what I will do with my life when I manage to finish recovering the scarlet eyes…" He paused briefly, trying to keep his voice from breaking and looked down at the floor again, trying to gather the strength to talk after drinking another sip of his tea. "I have nowhere to go… I don't have a family waiting for my return, nor anyone to welcome me…" The blonde was grateful at that moment to have his hair long enough to cover his eyes, the same ones that were now beginning to crystallize with tears, but that he, foolishly, refused to shed. "So what will I do after I get them?" Noticing how his voice cracked at the last question, Kurapika stand up, doing his best to be distracted so he could compose himself.

"Do you want a cup of tea?" He mentioned without turning to look at her and almost without waiting for a response he was already heating the water again

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That funny Bear 🐻 ❤️ Spend time with nature, who knows what unique thing you gotta see next moment..🤣😂 #wildlife #lifeisbeautiful #travellogs #mptourism #naturelover (at Madhya Pradesh) https://www.instagram.com/p/B0qMoTzHYVR/?igshid=cinag039gwys

[kittysauruss]

⛩⛩⛩⛩⛩⛩⛩⛩⛩⛩⛩⛩⛩✌🏼O-torii gate! I swam to the middle of the ocean! Jokes, more like waded in cos the tide was low cos I actually don’t know how to swim haha 😭🤣🐟 ⛩⛩⛩⛩⛩⛩⛩⛩⛩⛩⛩⛩⛩ . . . . #japram #japanadventures #japan #potd #ootd #travelblog #travellogs #instadaily #happyvibes #otoriigate #gettingwet #splishsplash #fishy (at The Great Torii 大鳥居)

[pterkis]

Ördögkatlan 2022

[eunhaeforever]

Eunhyukkie is so funny pushing the romantic meal away for himself and Donghae. Lol The creator even hash tagged, bromance, romance and successful. 😭🤣 . Credit op . #superjunior #eunhyuk #donghae #superjuniordne #travellog #bromance #romance #leehyukjae #leedonghae https://www.instagram.com/p/CkR0tVoJ8iV/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[max-rainet]

Just LANDED in my BOOKSHOP ~ Check out ~ Your Holiday in Britain 1948 Gordon Cooper * post WWII ~ BW Photography ~

Travel back in time in this word and picturesque BIOGRAPHY. Ideal for writers or painters. Take yourself on a litte GETAWAY to 1940s England!

FINED IT HERE https://www.ebay.com/itm/265274005159 via my @eBay store.

Read More! -- > Great Pacific Books !! books, read, book-lovers, library, book shop, reader, book buyers, bookseller, rare books, ephemeral, collectible, collector, book finders, shopping, hunting, have a great day !

[jillpmottphotography]

I decided to abscond with the money I made from the mask and buy a car and take a road trip! Just kidding…. Well about the fraud part. I have finally decided to retire my CRV I bought in 1997 with 280,000. She has been good to me. She has been a workhorse, with the thousands of miles a photojournalist puts on a car, hauling Zimbabwean stone sculptures across the country and plowing through snowy roads with a few car accidents here and there. I traded up to a monster truck! Lifted Toyota 4 runner with badass 33 inch wheels. Gently used. I wasn’t feeling safe driving my old girl and with R getting ready to start driving we thought we would go with this fearless rebel of a car. Of course, the first thing I had to do was take a road trip-since I can 🙂 without fear of breakdown. I am headed to Condon, Montana to visit childhood friends and paddle every body of water I see! Although the first leg of the trip was long it was stunning— every mile of it. . . . . #montana #bigsky #roadtrip #Trip #Travel #Traveldocumentary,#Travellog #Wanderlust #Artists #photographer #photooftheday #picoftheday #bestoftheday #vacation #travel #holiday #documenting #traveling #tourist #tourism #bepresent #thishappened #trip #holiday #photooftheday #fun #traveling (at Yellowstone National Park) https://www.instagram.com/p/CQtX46dDeyy/?utm_medium=tumblr