#used my luv like a tourist attraction

[knifelivesmatter]

she my sun and i her moon<33

Thursday, January 18.

Y2K.

Picture the scene: your phone rings, it's a Nokia. You do not simply walk down the street, no, you roll down it. You roll because you wear Heelys (unless, of course, you own jelly shoes). When you get home, you will check on your (digital, sadly) animal companion at Littlest Pet Shop. Then it's time to kick back, relax, and switch on your V-Tech. When the weekend arrives, you will likely rent a video, maybe even a DVD, and you will do so from Blockbuster. And when there is nothing to do, absolutely nothing, you will pass many a happy hour watching those strange pipes in primary colors extending and bending around the sleepy screen of your PC. 

The time: the 2000s. Enjoy it while it lasts, and remember, it will be back before you know it. 

[julia4today]

hiii!!!

Can I request Hobbie w/ a gyaru gf, I can imagine it working with gyaru starting off as a rebellion against japan's beuty/ social standard <3

落ち着く？(calm down?)

(hobie x gyaru!gf)

warning: really bad translations!! i don’t speak japanese #sorry

a/n: technically, no gender is named in this. but it is DEFINITELY a fem fic. anyway: be who you want because at the end of the day, you're opinion is the only one that truly matters. #reqsopen #messageme #sorry this took so long my dad had surgery and i was stuck taking care of him but he's all good

ill provide translations dw

the stares weren’t unfamiliar, in fact, you embraced it. it came with having some semblance of a personality that these people clearly feared admired. you just wish yours, and hobie’s, appearance alike weren’t so abstract to the general public.

it's as if you were committing a war crime by having a tan. in japan, any difference from the norm is seen as an insult to those who surround you. truthfully though, that was why you began dressing gyaru in the first place.

conforming had never been your thing, especially when it came to how you dressed. you were always one to disobey even when you got a nagging grandmother in your ear.

"おじさんたちの前に姿をさらすことになる、" (cover up, you're exposing yourself to your uncles.)

a common phrase that plagues the minds of all young teens in japan. the idea that you need to cover up, instead of your uncles needing not to stare. she means well truly but it's just a showcase of how plagued the mind is of those who grew up and reside in japan.

"looking lovely as always my dear," his thick english accent coats your mind. a hand wraps around your shoulder.

hobie. at least you had one person that you could voice your woes to.

"hungry?" he asks as he stretches slightly. the two of you met in the heart of kawaramachi. a charming street that over looks a dazzling river. although you couldn't bring yourself to care in this moment.

you turn to look up at him, covering in diy piercings and tattered clothes that, even in london, are seen as trashy. although, he didn't seem nearly as bothered by the situation at hand. how people now adays sneer and turn away from any expression of a sense of self.

"いいえ, ぼくのおばあちゃん practically shoved fruit down my throat this morning," you say with a slightly exasperated tone. (no, my grandma practically shoved fruit down my throat this morning)

"wha's up, luv?" he say in a cool tone, but lying underneath holds a bit of concern for your, clearly annoyed, timbre.

"don't you think this is a bit bullshit?" you say looking forward as you walk side by side down the streets of kyoto. "like even a little," you say referencing the people who can' t seem to take their eyes off the two of you. like you're some zoo animal.

"wha? them people? don' pay attention to them. they're bloody barmy." he says, you're suprised he's missing the point.

you grumble at his words. "why do i have to be the one to ignore it. why can't they just not stare in the first place. we've got a myriad of tourist attractions and yet my makeup and clothes are the only things they can keep their fucking eyes on."

ordinarily, you'd wait to voice your opinions until you reach a more secluded area. especially since foul language is a more frowned upon subject. but today you felt like pointing out the issues with society. with the standards for women.

thin, fair skin, straight hair, minimal makeup.

pray tell you experiment with makeup. maybe wear a short skirt and vibrant colors. god forbid you wear anything revealing in public. may as well give your obaasan a heart attack the second you put any jewelry with color on yourself. (a commonly used name for grandmother, in japanese)

hobie hums and looks down at you. "you're really chuffed 'bout this aren't you dove?"

"you aren't?"

"im formulatin'" responds non chalantly. you take a deep breath. you knew you couldn't change the who world over night but if one person wouldn't gawk at you as you walked down the street that would be mighty nice. you lean into his side. "how 'bout we think how daft this is over a cuppa,"

you nod softly, almost undetectable to those who aren't paying attention to your every move. "do you get bothered by the stares?"

hobie looks up. considering his height, he practically towers over you and the rest of japan. his eyes scan the crowd, catching all the eyes that fall over him and you. he sighs.

"no' anymore," he says

"anymore?" you half expected hobie to just say no. to have always been as unbothered as he is now. to never have needed to learn the skill of ignoring the whispers and distraught stares that befall him.

he nods silently and leads you into a small restaurant. it smells of herbs and soup. a mix between sweet and salty. the scent of a tea immediately calms your nervous system. hobie slots the two of you into a corner.

"luv, i wasn't always li' this,"

"well i know, i just, you always seems so confident. like nothing gets on your nerves besides capitalism and those white dogs that are always barking." you say it semi sincerely but you smile when your joke earns a chuckle from hobie.

"you are a sight," he says glancing over you. it's a comforting feeling as he takes in your unique appearance. the tan you sport, even though it's nearing winter, and the colors too. almost completely neon, sans the animal print that you don on your boots.

he scans over your face. your eccentric makeup, all perfectly practiced and executed on your face. he grins.

"you 'on't need anybody else to tell you tha'," he says. "sure they might stare, but their opinion is rubbish."

you smile. it's rare you get hobie in such a state where he truly speaks from his heart. but you can't get enough. it's just you and hobie. at the end of the day, that's all you truly need.

[samicakes-exe]

Okay I am back! How about some bo and bubba with a possessive reader? If I can get smut for both I will be forever grateful🥵

Hello, Luv! Welcome back, hopefully, you enjoy ur stay <3 and I think you'll love it!! <3 <3 buckle in because this is gonna be a longggg ride ngl

Warning warning!: it's gonna be smut n stuff ya know how it is luvs. just gotta be careful. Overall roughness, some degradation here n there, afab reader, cockwarming?? (A lil bit), YOU TOPPING BO??, feminine pet names, bo being an attractive asshole n bubba being a sweet sweet boy.

Quick lil bullet list for ya:

Bo fucking loves it, this man is cocky n knows he looks good so seeing you be possessive of him goes straight to his ego.

and honestly, he sees how hard he could push you-

flirting with the random pretty tourists in town

chuckling at that little look in your eyes and how you tightened your hold onto him.

Now onto our poorly edited smut <3 :

Bo was smackdab in the middle of y'alls bed with you sitting on his lap, his cock in you, filling you, stretching you even, but you stayed put with your legs pressed tight against the sides of his hips. The Louisiana heat made everything hotter. "Darlin' move~ come on I ain't a dog-" He tried to pull his hips back but you wouldn't budge "Don't make me beg like one." He huffed, puffing his cheeks out.

Your brows furrowed, looking down at Bo as your nails left messy lines of marked skin on his chest. You could feel the moan rumbling out from his lungs. "Should treat you like one." You said, hips slightly raising two or so inches high off of him.

"Damn mutt." You growled, slamming yourself back down.

Both of you erupted with loud moans and you fell onto his scratched-up chest. You managed to hit your own g-spot, using him as a toy and it only tightened up your grip on him. You bit into his shoulder with a small grunt, and you whispered "Mine." you raised yourself up and repeated the process, hearing a wet clap, your pussy dripping with juices making a mess of yourself and him.

He choked out another groan as he wrapped his two arms onto you, digging his fingers into the flesh of your hips. "Mmm fuck babydoll all yours and you're all mine." He now fucked into you hard, keeping you in his chest.

Your teeth are still in the skin of his shoulder, leaving deep purple and bright red indents. Drool pooled out of your mouth and down his chest while he rammed his cock into your g-spot again and again.

His hands never left your hips, forcing you to meet with his brutal thrusts. "Yea~ take my cock like that just like that mutt" He was grunting.

And you were left muttering into his bruised skin, something that sounded like "Mine" over and over again.

Now last but not least Bubba!

Bullet list ya know:

Bubba was a little surprised by it but he likes it!

honestly, I think the boy just likes the fact that he is wanted

ESPECIALLY BY YOU BB

He reassures you definitely, either the small ways by holding your hand a little tighter or absolutely proving it to you in the bedroom ;)

Onto the smut!!:

A small metal fan blew the heatwave into the room and onto you and bubba while you lazily tried to remember how you got here and how long you have been here. Minutes? no no no, it felt like hours. Your upper half collapsed on the bed, a puddle of drool right under your open mouth.

Bubba had one of his big strong arms hooked underneath you, right against your stomach. He stuffed his thick cock into you making more of your pussy juice gush out and onto both of your thighs.

As soon as you had an idea of what started this. A victim. a pretty little victim that wasn't scared of him just like how you were.

He grunted thrusting hard into you and making you forget all over again all excepted how she praised him. The exact words. "You're so good"

Another gentle thrust rocked both of your bodies and Bubba leaned over more placing his large hand right against your head. you found yourself placing your hand on top of his and squeezing.

Squeezing hard with every little noise bubba made before he pressed somehow deeper into your drooling cunt, stretching you even further and making you see stars

You squeezed even harder when you thought of that girl. Hard enough for bubba to notice that the tips of his fingers were going a bruised purple. He turned his head, burying his forehead into your hair as he kissed the base of your neck.

"Bubba..I love you." you moaned into the puddle of drool. His hold on you tightened which made you smile wide, you knew that he felt the same.

[nataliedanovelist]

My 2020 Tumblr Top 10

1). 471 notes - Oct 6 2020

I would fucking die for this owl.

2). 303 notes - Feb 9 2020

GF - Dr. Mystery (A gift I did for the amazing @siro-cyll​.)

Ever since the Pines family had returned to Gravity Falls for the summer, Soos and Stan shared the role of Mr. Mystery. It was primarily Soos’ responsibility so that Stan could sit in his boxers for as long as he wanted, but every so often - to give the old man something to do or so Soos could work on a project or a repair - it was like the good ole days with the original My. Mystery scamming tourists and a humble handyman making the shack stand strong.

Unfortunately, Soos caught a bad case of the summer flu, and so to try to keep two old men and two young teenagers from getting sick, he quarantined himself in his room and Stan had to fill in the My. Mystery role. It felt good to be back in his old ways for a bit, amazing gullible tourists with made-up attractions; he had been doing this for thirty years, he could do it for a week, right?

3). 253 notes - Feb 5 2020

GF - Tiger Stripes (Another gift for @siro-cyll​!)

With the soft, warm steam coming from his mug, the pleasant early-morning sun baking his naked chest, and the cool breeze awakening his senses gradually, it would be an understatement to say that Ford was comfortable.

The breeze ruffled his fluffy charcoal-gray hair playfully before disappearing, leaving behind a still Summer’s air. While it is true that he became cold easily, one of the reasons why he wore turtleneck sweaters all year-round, the star his planet revolved around warned his exposed skin pleasantly and Ford felt no anxiety nor unpleasant chill as he stood on the porch, watching the day begin.

4). 240 notes - Sep 8 2020

1 Minute and 4 Seconds of Pain (This was both fun and painful to put together. Credit to everyone in the video who participated.)

5). 197 notes - Feb 14 2020

GF - Sweatertown (... I may or may not have gone overboard back in Feb. Sorry, @siro-cyll​. ^^; )

It was raining that day. Maybe that was why it took Ford awhile to decide that it wasn’t a figment of his imagination he was hearing, or another natural sound the woods would make in this weather. No, no it was definitely crying.

6). 180 notes - Oct 9 2020

GF - Can’t Stand It (Oh gosh, a gift for @ho-ne-ye​ that she AND @sealbatross​ were kind enough to draw for. Thank you so so much guys!)

Stan was having a bad day. Well, a bad week. Scratch that, a bad month.

It was March, a beautiful time out in the Arctic. For several weeks the Stan twins hardly ever saw the sun or didn’t see it at all. Closer to the holidays they traveled down south to Northern Europe, exploring the United Kingdom and the Northern Islands in order to enjoy daylight, but now that Summer was approaching and Spring was on their side, the Stan O’ War II was moving up to sail above Canada, breaking melting ice and meeting new creatures.

7). 163 notes - Mar 18 2020

GF - Boxing (... How does the saying go? What goes around comes around? Do something nice and the world will do something nice in return. Huh. I’m noticing a pattern with all of my top 10s... Anywho! I did this one for @artsymeeshee​!)

It all started back when the Pines family first arrived back at the Mystery Shack. Mabel was up in the storage room (It was much fuller than wise, but the attic was used as a bedroom at the moment.) and had dragged Dipper along with her to help find some old photographs. With only two weeks to work on her special birthday present for her grunkles, she needed all the help she could get in making them the perfect gift: a new scrapbook full of old photos of Glass Shard Beach and pictures Mabel had saved on her phone and was going to print of the old sailors out at sea.

8). 136 notes - Feb 10 2020

GF - Arm Wrestling (ANOTHER gift for @siro-cyll​! Seriously, they’re a gem for tolerating me. XD )

Fiddleford cleared his throat, a feeble attempt to get his colleague’s attention, but to no avail. He sighed and sat cross-legged on the grass, his backpack full of gear by his side. He propped up his head by his chin and on his fist, his elbow on one knee, and he watched half-bored, half-amused, as his best friend arm-wrestled a unicorn.

And no, the author did not mean to put down “harmed, wrestled and mourn”, nor did the composure of this tale mean “alarmed and sworn in”. No, the anomaly-researcher was truly arm-wrestling a unicorn, and had been at it for a few hours now.

9). 127 notes - Oct 27 2020

GF - Amalia (OH MY! @artsymeeshee​ had blessed us so I had decided to give her something in return.)

The snow reflected the tiny amount of sunlight the capital of Iceland received. Spring was coming, though still a ways off, but the large island still welcomed the sun that was starting to rise earlier every day and stay longer as February was coming to a close.

10). 123 notes - Jul 26 2020

GF - Counting Stars (A gift for the wonderful @sealbatross​!)

Original comic belongs to @sealbatross! GUYS, they’re so talented, I luv ‘em! GO SHOW ‘EM SOME LOVE!!! Sorry it’s a little choppy, but the original comic just flows SO WELL! I highly recommend checking the original post. 

[simonrriley]

lights go down

tags: @luv-ya-hun, @and-shes-calling-a-cab, @piper-koko-barnes-rogers, @a-seagull-told-me, @ghost-daddyy, @thatsmycigarbutyoucanborrowit, @sososayshi, @trans-witch-cauldron, @panickingpansexualpeanut warnings: kinda gore, death, murder, demons, spooky themes, swearing! author’s note: here’s my halloween fic! happy halloween homies!  song used (the lyrics are in italics): lights go down - I DON’T KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME.

‘Manor tours huh?’ Bruiser thought to himself, looking over the pamphlet in his hands. What did he have to lose? Just one tour, it was near Halloween anyway and the tours were spooky. What was there not to love? Old, possibly haunted manors on a cold October night? Hell yeah! Bruiser shoved the pamphlet into his back pocket as he neared the manor itself, he had been passing by and remembered that it was one of the town’s attractions. Slowly, he followed the other tourists into the manor, in a single file line as he tried to think about what would be hidden in the manor and what the tour would entail. A wealthy old family? A devoted man building the place brick by brick centuries ago? A building ordered by the town? Many would call his fascination nerdy or boring but he didn’t care, he loved learning new things anyway. Plus, the outside of the building was decorated perfectly for Halloween with fake cobwebs, creepy creatures and animatronics that almost looked real. And blood that dripped from the windows and also looked very real. It sent a shiver down Bruiser’s spine and he loved it. A gentle hand steered him away from the rest of the group for the tour and he was greeted by a tall man, not taller than him though, with faded blonde dyed hair and dark eyes that shimmered, yellow flecks appearing when the light hit them correctly. He was dressed nicely, a white shirt tucked into black dress pants, a black tie and blazer. While half of him thought he was overdoing it, the other half maybe enjoyed staring at him and his outfit too much. His gaze flicked back up to the man’s face, who grinned back at him, his smile nearly a smirk, an evil smirk at that. ‘Must be some sort of act for Halloween,’ he thought.

“Hello!” The man chirped, retracting his hand from Bruiser’s shoulder and taking a few steps back. “Pardon me if I forget your name, so many pass through the Ramirez Manor,” he explained before taking a small bow. “My name is King, I’ll be your personal tour guide this evening.” ‘King? What an odd name. Must be a nickname…’ Bruiser thought to himself as King began ushering him forward through the long corridor.

“... Well, not every hollow is sleepy as this one,” King spoke, turning back to Bruiser as he led him through the hallway, staring up at the fancy lights and expensive painting that hung on the walls.

“But heads roll just the same,” He said smoothly, rolling his head in a manner that didn’t seem quite natural but added to the spooky atmosphere. ‘He must be double-jointed or something,’ Bruiser thought to himself as he momentarily froze as his words hit him. Sure, it was said in a casual, joking-like manner but somehow, whether it be how King looked or acted, or maybe just how the air felt, it didn’t feel like a joke. “Kidding!” King said with a laugh from his end of the hall, waving a hand dismissively. “C’mon Bruiser, Sleepy Hollow?” 

Bruiser laughed nervously, going to move forward. Wait, how did he know his name? ‘I thought he said he might forget my name…? I never even said it…Whatever. I filled out a long ass sheet at the front desk anyway, must’ve seen it there. It doesn’t really matter, does it?’

While Bruiser got lost in his thoughts, suddenly King was next to him, his hand on his shoulder, his fingers barely ghosting his skin as he spun around behind him, his hand trailing with him. “Oh lord, dressed like you're so uptown…”  He purred, leaning in close enough to Bruiser so that his breath fanned against his ear. And Bruiser would’ve been lying that the simple exchange didn’t leave him with a heated face and red cheeks.

‘How did he get so close to me? He was just at the other end of the hall?’ King eventually moved away from him, still grinning like the Cheshire Cat as he slinked away, his hand still reaching out for him while he led him into the big ballroom that opened up at the end of the hallway. Pristine white floors glistened back at Bruiser while wide and empty windows bore into his soul, the large crystal chandelier illuminating it all.

King must’ve been saying something but Bruiser was too interested in the look and feel of the room. His eyes barely noticed the other people in the room. When he finally snapped out of his thoughts, he had noticed King, not exactly dancing but moving smoothly as if he were across the ballroom, moving back towards him. He stood a good few feet away from him, standing still as his hands fell to his sides, smirk never fading. “Parade through the ballrooms, decay in your costumes and dance…” His fingers snapped.

“Until the lights go down.” The lights went out. A pair of yellow eyes glared back at him from where King was standing for a moment until they disappeared, and the light returned with it. King was still in his same spot, nothing looked different, except for the new metallic smell in the air and when Bruiser turned to figure out what it was, he could see, clearly, a priest… or what used to be one, standing still as he bled out and then hit the floor. His eyes widened as he looked back at King, who still grinned at him as he adjusted his blazer and button up cuffs, which were slightly tinted red with blood. Blood. “What the fuck?! You- what the fuck?!” He screamed as he looked around. Nobody else seemed to notice the dead body or Bruiser’s screams, like this was a normal occurrence. “You’re- you’re a fucking monster!”

“Come now, is that any way to talk to me?” King asked, his voice changing and tearing at his own vocals chords as he began to follow Bruiser who started running down the hallway, which kept getting longer. And every time Bruiser took a turn, hoping to end up somewhere else, he ended back up in the main hallway which led from the ballroom to the main corridor and everywhere else, no matter which way he went. He kept ending up in the same spot, King not too far behind him.

King shook his head as he walked after him, not running nor panicking like the other man had. It was like he’d done this a million times before. “Corrupting the young with your uncivil tongue, what a shame if you misspeak now…”

Bruiser shuddered, how does his voice keep doing that? He thought to himself as he continued running, cussing in Russian to himself as he realized he was back in the ballroom. 

“Блядь (Blyat/fuck)!” He snarled, spinning around wildly as he looked for a way out as suddenly all exits and plans left him, alone and cornered in the wide ballroom.

‘What did I have to lose? Maybe my fucking life!’

“Somehow… Dance till the lights go down,” A voice echoed as the same shoes clacked on the hard floor, dragging red stains against the white surface as they moved.

“It's curtains for you, join the back of the queue,” King spoke, almost in a sing-songy voice as he snapped his fingers, a spotlight falling on them and he cast an arm out, the curtains swinging shut as if a particularly strong breeze had hit them while he closed in on Bruiser.

“And we'll break our necks like we do…” King grabbed Bruiser roughly, pulling him close to him and now forcing him to dance with him. The two waltzed around the ballroom, the single spotlight following them despite nobody visibly controlling it. Was it just focused on movement? Was this some weird haunted house? Or was he really going to die here? Those were the questions ringing through his brain then and there he was face to face with the man he’d been running from, the same deep brown eyes and the same sinister smirk that almost pulled him in too close. Thankfully, he didn’t get too close as he dipped away from King for a moment before being spun away, King’s hand outstretched to him.

The spotlight switched off. Darkness engulfed him. Well, most of him. The only light he could see came from the pale yellow eyes staring back at him. “When the lights go down.”

[semiramis-audron]

Dream life

Sometimes you have a dream that is so vivid and so long that it feels like you lived through a whole part of your life. But when you wake up, it’s gone. You know that you dreamt and that there were important things happening. But you are left with a pale and blurry afterimage, with the unpleasant knowledge that it was there and you have no way of recalling that dream.

"... I hope your flight home wont get delayed as well, honey. I miss you." she huffed through the phone, conjuring a smile on my face. "I really don't think there are thaaat many people trying to smuggle syringes onto planes, usually they're smart enough to hide drugs without things that the metal detector could pick up, right?... " ... and sometimes you have a rich idiot flying first class who didn't think twice about bringing his questionable material in the carry on luggage. "Honey, I know how you don't like it if things don't work out as planned, you don't have to hide it." True, but usually Darleen wasn't as miffed about it as she sounded now. Hopefully that annoying quirk of mine didn't rub off on her. "It's okay, really, I got here a bit late, is all. I'll sleep now, try to ignore the jetlag and in two days I'll be home." First a shower though, the long flight had left the back of my shirt all clammy. I had already gotten rid of it, and was busy getting out of my socks by now. "And then we have a whole month to ourselves. I can't wait!" even the smile in her voice was audible through the headset. Her eyes always sparkled when she smiled, it made me miss her even more. "I promise I wont leave the house again then, or at least not without you, okay?" she laughed a bit dirty and I imagined her shaking her head at me. "You're stupid and silly, husband. I sent you an E-mail with the contacts of the rental service your car is at. Be good and get some rest now, I got a lot of stuff to prepare still for when you come home. Pick something small and black and sexy, you know." "Thanks luv, have a good night." "Love you, lovebug." "Love you too, sunshine..." she hung up and I sighed.

Since a few months she had started helping out with my business trips and it was such a huge help. And made me feel even worse whenever I left her home alone. Not that she'd be bored or locked up, she had plenty of hobbies to occupy herself with, and her own job was quite demanding too. Articles and predictions for the various business magazines, that had saved our stocks a few times already. Taking that econometrics course was the best idea I had in my life... at least the best in my social life... She was pleasantly surprised that I hadn’t tried to flirt with her, so she had started to flirt with me to find out whether I was gay or just shy,  she thought I was cute when she found out it was the later. I was also there to pick up business stuff, not girls, but there was no reason to say no to her, really. I wasn’t going to find a girlfriend on my own any time soon and if she decided I was a good catch, why convince her otherwise? She was smart and also attractive, which according to everyone who saw us together was... less likely than winning the lottery. Which is pretty rude, because there were a lot of both smart and attractive women in my informatics course. Then again, intelligence and humour ARE attractive to me, so I might be blurring the line between physical and mental attractiveness... But Darleen, she knew she was attractive, still chose me, and was so modest. She was the nicest and kindest and most charitable person I ever met. Always offering her help, laughing at my jokes, never pressuring me into anything and just... hanging out at my place or letting me code at hers. And holding my hand at those very exhausting dinner parties and business soirées, drawing attention to herself when she noticed me getting overwhelmed. And the attention was like sunshine and water to the flower of her beauty, she blossomed and I was enjoying my time there much more, watching her being happy. It gave her such a glow. I always felt like I wasn’t good enough for her, she liked the stage light and I preferred working behind the scenes. But she assured me, we were perfect for each other, our somewhat different personalities complimenting each other. Opposites attract and such. It was her who gently nudged me to pose the question when I was worried she’d say no. Our wedding was beautiful, I cried when I saw her. She looked like a goddess in that white and golden dream of a dress. And so far our marriage was perfect, nothing like those clichés you’d expect. We didn’t have kids yet, but we still had a lot of time for that. We both had our jobs and loved each other possibly even more than before. Even worse so, that she took the time to arrange my business trips for me, with her own career booming. She had an impeccable sense of style and luxury, always knew the best places to book, for my somewhat anxious ass.

My toes greatly enjoyed the warmth of the heated bathroom floor in this hotel. Everything was spotless, even between the tiles. The air freshener was a small mister attached to the heating system. Sprinkling salt-water onto a hot stone. It smelled like actual ocean, instead of a chemical perfume breeze. My nose rejoiced... The mood lighting and warmth of the shower made me drowsier than I expected with a local time of 3 pm. I really needed that month off to get my biological clock in order again. Thanks jetlag..  Stumbling out in the most comfy bathrobe, and just sitting down to wait out a dizzy spell, I discovered that the bed was a soft, warm fluffy cloud. I was out like a light...

Naturally I woke up in the middle of the night, firing up the laptop and working for a few hours, until the breakfast buffet was open. Afterwards, since the air was still pleasantly cool before the midday heat, I dropped my laptop in my messenger bag and decided to head for the city. People ignored me, I was just another pasty faced British tourist. I checked out the rental service Darleen had picked out for me. It was easy to find, since they were also the main taxi service in the area, so their advertisement was all over the place. She even had booked a car already, just like I liked it. Nothing pompous or fancy, with a good grip on the streets, and easy for me to feel comfortable in, what with the different side the wheel was on here. I would come back there later to get the car, if I even needed to, the conference centre was only about two hours to walk from the hotel, according to google and the nights here supposedly were pleasant, I could easily walk there and after the expo closed, walk down and marvel at the night sky... For now I seemed just fine without the car, strolling down the boulevard and trying to get some sun on my limey skin and a little souvenir for my lovely darling. I made a point out of never coming home empty handed.

They had beautiful summer dresses in the windows of some shops, also bleached white straw heads with fake hibiscus blossoms on them, but Darleen didn't like it when I brought her clothes home as gifts. She usually didn't like the flowy style I tended to pick. She did like swimsuits and beach wear but again, our styles deviated, so that was not an option either. We should definitely come here for vacation though. She loved trying on different, form fitting outfits for hours. And while I was not a fan of shopping for myself, I sure do loved watching her enjoying herself... Luckily for me she did like to accessorise her dresses with jewellery. So that coral reef- styled golden necklace with a blue topaz in the gold smith' shop window would hopefully be a good gift, especially with the matching earrings they offered me for a top deal. Such tiny and delicate things, weighing almost nothing and yet so valuable. Sometimes it was saddening, that I didn't have the kind of style that went well with accessories and bling... They went into the messenger bag too, and I spent the next hour in a little café with a fruit smoothy in the shade.

The heat was getting to me, but the expo was only a short walk from where I was now, so still enough time to marvel at the local knick knacks before heading into the air conditioned building and checking out the competition and new gadgets on the market. My presentation didn't start until 8 and distracting myself by trying out VR headsets to strap your phone in and the newest augmented reality funsies helped to keep me from worrying too much. Naturally the prestigious plans of many internet and phone providers, especially in the mobile branch were advertised with great effort. The age of faster, better, bigger was definitely what they aimed for, and I was part of it. You spent the first three years of your career building and improving and fine-tuning apps and coding to make electronic transactions and advertising available to the broad public. Comfortable and save with the click of a button, social networking to link thousands of developers and establishing a broad connection for easy micro transactions. And then you spend the next five years trying to code ways to battle the incredible amount of fraudulent transactions, misuse, ad subscription traps and letterbox companies. Collecting and sighting data to weed out problematic third party providers and as soon as you do, they come back under five new names. Like a digital hydra of pop-up ads. It was an exhausting field of work, especially if your company was among the leading three to have created and worked on those issues. Our booth was swarmed, both by competitors, affiliates and of course delegates from companies interested to work with us in the future.

There were set dates I had to be at the booth for important meet and greets and I believe I handled those well, having switched into a more formal business attire and smiling professional, even if my bracelet told me to move from coffee to water because my pulse was through the roof... I managed to get some air in between, take a deep breath and check out the booths of other companies as well. People didn't know my face, they recognised the logo on and the name on my conference ID. I made regular detours to our booth to drop off the various promotional gift and VIP bags. I did love the lanyards and the pens, lanyards were just...  they had a certain fascination to them... I couldn’t explain it. Playing with the closing mechanism was calming... And the pens were very useful since I kept losing mine or breaking off the little clip when fidgetting with it in skype calls... So I could never have enough of those. It seemed wrong to buy them just because I couldn't be bothered to keep proper track of them...

I broke two behind the podium at my presentation, but my voice didn't waver. I had rehearsed it and prepared for deviations and questions that might throw me out of the loop. I knew what I was talking about 100%, that wasn't the problem. But my heart was beating in my throat. This conference room was huge. Almost a theatre. And live streamed online. If I had gotten any tan from my brief stroll outside today, it went unnoticed, my hands were ice cold and my face probable pale as a sheet, but well, I was always pale. When I was done answering questions on the stage and only had the 3 or 4 people come up to me, my legs were a bit wobbly. Soon it would be over. There was the obligatory shaking hands and being offered more business cards, while the rest of the audience flooded out of the hall already. I smiled, I listened, I explained. Took a sip from my waterbottle, contemplated some answers to slow my voice and politely rejected an invitation to a local sushi bar to wind down with some other CEOs. I just wanted to get back to my hotelroom and hear my wife and then drop dead.

Our representatives at the booth didn't mind me hanging around there while I called the rental service to ask if they could send someone to pick me up. My wife had paid the car in advance they told me, they didn't have any limo service available at such a short notice. She had made sure to instruct them that I was to be given this car and none else, and that i preferred to drive it myself. She was right. I usually did not enjoy being chauffeured around like a pompous billionaire. And I saw no sense in driving a sports car, since I wasn't a speed devil. Or a Maybach, since I didn't want the car for attention. Just driving from A to B. A comfy, save car was all I ever wanted. But I was exhausted from socialising and the climate was poison for my cold blooded British sensitivities. Not to mention that my jetlag still told me it was long past my bedtime. I'd be a hazard on the street like this. They refused to send a taxi because Darleen had been quite clear with her instructions and made it sound like she had threatened them with a non-fulfilment lawsuit if I were to be given any other car. Which, frankly I doubted, because I had never seen here in a state that was more than mildly annoyed. But they agreed to send one of their drivers to pick me up with my designated car. Which was all I asked for really. I was warned that I probably needed to wait a bit since he was new in town and didn't know the best routes yet. It gave me time to tie the gift bags together with lanyards and lug them to the parking lot. Where, surprisingly enough, the young man was waiting already.

He greeted me with a smile, when he saw that I was roughly his age. Even told me he had expected some old, wrinkly bald guy, not someone he'd have a beer and a game of Mario Kart with. I felt flattered and relaxed. If there was something that made me more uncomfortable than socialising with people, it was socialising with people who treated me like a raw, golden egg. Businesspeople were chummy sometimes which was okay, if it wasn't too unprofessional. But people whose services I paid for often ended up being weirdly respectful, almost terrified of me. I guess it made sense, there were some higher ups in my contact list with a rather short and moody temper, who had never delivered pizza or worked in customer service themselves. I would be rather save than sorry before escalation a customer as well... My driver was chill though, I gave him fifty bugs in advance to help me load my goodies into the trunk and not tell anyone about me curling up in the backseat in a fetal position to get some sleep on the way to the hotel. He laughed and slapped my shoulder, handed me the emergency blanket from the expired first aid kit (there was a second up to date one too, thankfully) and then turned to a radio station playing smooth tunes to lull me in. He promised to drive slow, so my pretty head wouldn't get bumped by the road too much. That made me feel flattered too, but in a weird way... He was really nice, I made a mental note to leave an awesome review on yelp for their company and maybe find a way to get him some extra credit or hook him up with someone from our resident office, if he wanted to change job. But my body sensed the chance to boot down and I slept like a baby the moment he switched the backseat light off.

I don't know what happened, it was probably a really weird and unconnected dream. Even though I thought I was awake for a moment at least. It was like several things happened at once, and my head just processed them too slow. I thought I was woken by one incredibly loud bang, like a blast - at the same time... pressure on my ears and intense silence but also a high frequency tone whistling unnervingly. My body was pressed deep into the seats, maybe we had bumped into something, but the force felt unreal... especially my upper body, my head, pushed back, I was being smacked right in the face, breaking my nose and jerking my head, like my brain being smashed against the back of my skull---

The dream stopped and I woke up, sorta, my legs were heavy and tired and I couldn't breeze, there was stuff all around me and it was hot everywhere, I choked on air and the smell off iron and burned rubber and then choked on liquid stuff in my throat and nose. I couldn't see, and I couldn't get up. I could move my arms but my legs didn't obey me. I think it was loud around me, but it sounded like someone was covering my ears with their hands. There was biting, cutting wind near my face sucking more heat in my direction from the other side and the urge to move away from there. My eyes were burning and watering too much too see, and I wasn't sure which way was up or down, it seemed to change all the time. I tried to crawl towards the cold. My legs barely helped propping me up, at least I wasn't hurt. The car door was open and I pulled myself closer to it, letting my weight drag me out, hands grasping for hold in the grass beneath, trying to pull my legs out. I felt a jostle and a sudden tug of gravity and then more blows to my side and front and back and my head spin and then the movement stopped but my head still spun and my face was in dusty muddy ground that tasted of iron and then I continued to sleep and the dream stopped...

[adventurepunks]

thedemonconstantine​:

“I just…know,” Said John after a pause, somewhat bewildered by Nick’s question for he never put much thought to it until now.

Then Isabella spoke again and there was a keen tremor in her voice.

“Th’ un bathed in Golden Light,” John repeated with a sinking feeling in his gut. She began to sing then, and just as her song reached the end of the bridge, a spear made of pure light breached the film of the Inbetween and lanced her like a caught marlin.

“Isabella!” John cried as she vanished into the ethers and her presence ceased to exist.

Not his mother…

John turned to see Nick still gripping onto the vase though on both knees, and he went down on his to hold Nick tightly, grasping that head and shoulders as he buried a kiss to that jet black crown.

“I’ll ‘ail a cab,” He said quietly and was then brought into an embrace as tight as his own, with the vase pressed to his arm awkwardly enough for him to chuckle.

“Yeh crushin’ me, me luv,” John kissed that brow again, then another to those lips, and one more just for luck, carefully withdrawing and helping Nick off his knees to stand again, dusting grit off those trousers for he knew what a stickler for cleaniness the man could be.

“Kyparissia ‘ere we come,” Said John after catching the attention of a cab. He opened the door for Nick, closed it and then went in from the other side, and the next fifteen minutes in the car was silent.

Thoughts of Isabella and her sacrifice, of her prose, of the Golden One, for John recognised that signature anywhere.

“Chief,” He began softly and broke the silence with a sigh.

“Remember some time ago I toldje abar me ova bruvah? Th’ dead un.”

The one I killed in my mother’s womb.

“I fink ‘e’s onto us.”

As much as Isabella was a pain in the neck always complaining Nick would mourn her as he did with every one of the resident spirits that met a less than stellar end. She made a choice...a choice to warn John who had always been kind to her even if it meant she’d pay the price of oblivion for it.

“Hm?” Nick looked away from the cab window and the Greek sunshine sort of having let his mind wander as the radio was playing some folksy song he only half understood and music always helped Nick’s mind ease.

White I will wear, clothes of celebration for all my loves have become the one the song blared as Nick rubbed his leg to John’s for the youth seemed...very unlike John.

“What?” Of all the string of words John could have come out with...this surprised Nick.

“You’re gonna have to help me here kid, the twin brother that was never born..?”

He had been a Necromancer, the dead speaking and having agency was not unheard of but one that never drew the first breath of life? Unheard of .

//This day is a hooplah of over the top ridiculousness so I am keeping an open mind but an unborn fetus is on to you?// It was safer to not speak for who knew how well the cab driver spoke English.

Tourist attracting sort of country probably spoke English rather well.

[nancydrew428]

Midnight in Salem

I decided to make this post about Midnight in Salem to compile the facts and help myself, and hopefully others, understand what’s taking so long (maybe) and just to see what we know right now. If anyone has any other information that they’d like to add, feel free to submit it/message it to me and I can put it in this post (and give you credit) or you can reblog this post and add your info. ☺

So what do we know so far?

We know the game is titled Nancy Drew: Midnight in Salem (MID for short).

Her Interactive posted an update on Facebook on May 11th, 2017, that I found through this Youtube video.

The update reads:

“Despite our best attempts to answer everyone's emails, posts, tweets, blog posts, etc. about Nancy Drew: Midnight in Salem...we admittedly do miss some. And hey, we’re only human, so sometimes we inadvertently miss responding to a post. Hence, we felt it would be appropriate to post the attached message. Our goal is to have a more substantial update for you very shortly. We appreciate your patience during this unprecedented shift at HeR Interactive. Please know that we are not ignoring you but we are a very lean team and simply can't respond to everything. We are doing the very best we can. Also, please know that just because we offer a new Nancy Drew puzzle or start a new Nancy Drew contest, that it has no impact on the development and progress of our next title. Our fans mean the world to us and we appreciate you sticking by us during this longer than usual wait time between titles. As always, we thank you for your support and stay sleuthy!”

And there was also this picture with it.

It may not be (in fact, it isn’t) the response that many of us wanted. but at least it’s some sort of a response.

The game has not been cancelled and they are still working on it.

They answered a couple of tweets saying:

Still working on it! #NancyDrew (June 12th, 2017)

MID has not been canceled, and we are still working on it. At this time we do not have any updates to share, sorry! (June 14th, 2017)

The release date is still TBD.

On Twitter, they’ve posted that they don’t have a release date.

Hello S, we can't say for sure [when the game will come out, or even if it’ll come out this year]. When we have an update, we wil share it on our site as well as on social media. (June 5th, 2017)

Hi! We don't have an estimated date set for MID just yet. When we do, we will be sure to announce it! (June 14th, 2017)

We don't have a release date set for MID yet. When we do, we will announce it! (June 16th, 2017)

MID is going to be Her Interactive’s 33rd (desktop) game.

You can watch the preview for it here.

It is not yet rated by the ESRB.

It is for ages 10 and up.

The operating system:

Windows® XP/Vista/7/8/10

OS X: OS X: 10.6.8 Snow Leopard/10.7 Lion/10.8 Mountain Lion/10.9 Mavericks/10.10 Yosemite or higher

The description/story of the game is:

“The Hathorne House was the former home of Judge John Hathorne, inquisitor of the infamous Salem witch trials and the final home to 102-year-old Frances Tuttle, his last direct descendant. When Tuttle passed away, the manor became city property and the mayor must find a manager to oversee the planned tourist attraction. Judge Steven Danforth is assigned to oversee the proceedings, but on the night of October 21st local police rescue his son Jason from the burning confines of the estate’s upstairs library. Investigators discover that the library was locked from the inside, but the young child remembers nothing about entering the room. The only thing he can recall was the frightening expressions from a ‘vile ghostly woman’ who watched him with burning eyes as she spoke from the fireplace flames. The police were quick to respond to the fire because neighbors already called them about the boy dancing in the dark street. Was the child bewitched? Acting on tips from concerned citizens, police arrest the eccentric Mei Parris and accuse her of witchcraft.  Is Mei Parris truly a witch? Or is she the victim of townsfolk who are unsettled by her unique appearance?”

The game features listed are:

“Learn about the historical Salem Witch Trials

Explore an ancient crypt

Solve historical figure Ruth Hathorne’s puzzles

Take a tour of Salem and discern fiction from truth

Sleuth at Amateur or Master level and erase any mistakes without starting over”

According to the MID Wiki page, “The game will be the first in the series to allow full movement, but will still be point and click.”

So far there are 5 characters listed (there might be more characters in the game, but this might also be it).

All of these 5 characters are women.

The characters are named:

Mei Parris

Lauren Corey

Deirdre Shannon (a recurring character in the games)

Teegan Parris

Jenna Ravencraft.

“Mei Parris has spent her life pulled between two extremes due to her physical appearance: the near-crushing protective attention “lavished on her by her parents, and the unjustified fear of the local townsfolk.”

“Lauren Corey is a calm and slightly grouchy introvert with a bookworm streak. She loves to bake, and is beloved in the local community for her winning entries into cooking contests.”

“High-maintenance Deirdre Shannon has spent her life hovering in Nancy’s shadow, and lives with the knowledge that she is the “girl who would have become Nancy Drew” had circumstances turned out better for her.”

“Teegan Parris is easy to like: outgoing, cheerful, extremely fashionable and professional. But when Teegan’s stressed out, she has an incredibly short fuse before her temper ignites.”

“Constantly commanding the spotlight, Jenna Ravencraft runs a local paranormal tour company. It’s well-known locally that her tours are faked (or are they?) — full of rigged special effects designed to showcase spells and ghosts.”

What I found from the MID Wiki page, Jenna Ravencraft might be voiced by Kiki Penoyer. However, this may be false, because the website that says this also says that MID was going to come out in the fall of 2015. (That was supposed to be true, I believe, but then—obviously—it wasn’t, and that website hasn’t been updated, so I don’t know if the voice actress information is incorrect too.)

By looking at the MID Wiki page, I found a link to this video on the Her Interactive Youtube account where Ellie (it looks like she is someone who used to work for Her Interactive) answered questions that people sent in (back in July 2015). She said that she couldn’t really answer any questions about MID, however, she said that “I can mention that there may or may not be a certain dynamic, sleuthy [or sleuthing] duo, helping you out in this one.”

There’s a speculation that this means that the Hardy Boys might be featured in the game.

We have these 2 pictures (they’re essentially the same, though).

They fired the voice actress of Nancy Drew, Lani Minella, back in 2014.

Just look at this Twitter “thread” with Lani’s answers:

#NancyDrew fans.  Sea of Darkness = my last game voicing Nancy.  Luv u fans dearly.  15 yrs, 32 games. Hugs and thanks so much. Will miss u!

Well I am so fond of people like you, that's why I had to let peeps know I wasn't leaving on my own accord. Thanks hugely!

They won't [ask me to come back].

[It] was not my decision, but they're trying new things to gain a larger audience. Thanks for hanging in there and being so great

Lani Minella also admitted that Her Interactive fired a lot of their crew in that same Twitter “thread” .

I know, I used to read Nancy Drew books when I was a kid.  I don't expect Her to last. Fired most of the crew

Hello Mary & thank you for your kindness.  I'm not  employee of Her, but they let go of many others as well. Happening a lot. Hugs!

Not only did she talk about Her Interactive firing a lot of their crew, but there was a post in the Her Interactive community that said there were 25 Her Interactive employees but then in April 2017, only 14 employees were listed.

Through Glassdoor, there was a review of Her Interactive that you can see without having an account on the Glassdoor website. This review was from a former employee, a 3D digital artist, who said that “It [Her Interactive] was a great company to work for,” they worked there for more than 3 years, and the people were fun and great to work with. HOWEVER, “Once [the] former CEO left, [the] company has changed.” Which yes, that’s often times what happens. When a CEO leaves, the company changes, however that ex-employee considered that to be a con and the person, who had worked there for over 3 years and obviously enjoyed their work, was fired. So maybe it wasn’t a good one? (at least not for the people who were fired.)

BizJournals had an article talking about some people who were fired from the Her Interactive community.

Geekwire did too. At least in May 2015, Jared Nieuwenhuis was the HeR marketing director and he said that the reason behind this cutback in staff was  “changing market conditions in the game industry and shifting priorities at Her Interactive.”

Penny Millikin is the new CEO of Her Interactive. She was hired back in September of 2014 and has served on the Board of Directors since 2003. According to a Her Interactive newsletter, “Ms. Milliken has worked in the entertainment industry for more than 20 years with over 10 years of brand management and family marketing experience at The Walt Disney Company in the U.S. and Europe. … Her broad entertainment background includes theme parks, motion pictures, feature animation, television animation, home entertainment, new media and e-commerce. Penny has an MBA from Stanford Graduate School of Business and a B.A. from the University of Michigan.”

She believes that outsourcing is important (I found this link from here, and she starts speaking at around 45:45). (This might sound mean, idk, but I swear I’m not trying to be rude. I don’t know enough about her, about outsourcing, or about Her Interactive to be able to say whether Ms. Millikin is right or wrong or whatever else.)

So the new CEO, Ms. Millikin, thinks outsourcing is a good idea (idk how to word that without sounding disapproving—I mean, I guess I don’t approve of it, but I’m also not against it, because idk enough about it, if I’m being honest). So I’ve found whether MID is being outsourced and I also have done a little digging to get to know more about it (I still don’t really understand it, but at least I have a better idea than before!).

So first of all, according to Little Jackalope on the Her Interactive blog:

“Nearly ALL of our Nancy Drew games have had parts that had been outsourced. All games up until #16 ICE all the character designs and animation came from outside of our office and by another company (then we brought on our own character designer and animators). All of our games’ music has been outsourced as well, with our current composer working from Europe. Many voice actors and actresses have recorded characters for us, even some located in England! Outsourcing is very common in the game industry. Sounds, designs, animations, modeling, marketing content and more are sourced from multiple companies who specialize in what they do. Our game company is no different, and we are a small one! Rumors have spread about Midnight in Salem being outsourced, so to confirm a fact: yes, MID has elements outsourced, just like our past games. 🙂 That is all I can share on the story, for now. When I have news or details to share, I will!”

So Nancy Drew games in the past have had parts that have been outsourced and MID is no different. “MID has elements outsourced.”

Also, through this vlog on Youtube, I found these responses on the Her Interactive blog.

MESSAGE:

“Hi, I am a new software engineer and long time fan! I was curious to find out, do you guys have any woman programmers on your in-house programming team? And how big is your programming team overall? HER seems like such a small family company, but at the same time making a game probably requires lots of hands and a lot of work! Thanks!”

ANSWER:

“Hi Annalyn, we’ve had female programmers in the past and will continue to emphasize the importance of female programmers in the future as well.”

MESSAGE:

“Do you currently have any female in-house programmers? And what exactly do you mean by ‘emphasize the importance of female programmers in the future’?” 

ANSWER:

“Our current programmers are outsourced with our art team at this time.”

The vlogger, Nancy Drew Walkthroughs, says that HeR is outsourcing both the art team and the programmers (that doesn’t mean music, writing, or voice acting, though). Basically, that means that the game is not actually being worked on at Her Interactive. which is kind of an update in and of itself. If they made a bigger post about how they’re outsourcing, and what outsourcing is, maybe people would be more understanding and patient of everything that’s been going on, because we might understand it more and we would actually be getting information from HeR.

Second of all, what even is outsourcing?

Outsourcing: The practice of having certain job functions done outside a company instead of having an in-house department or employee handle them; functions can be outsourced to either a company or an individual .

In-house: In-house refers to conducting an activity or operation within a company, instead of relying on outsourcing. A firm uses its own employees and time to keep a division or business activity, such as financing or brokering, in-house.

Third of all, what are the pros to outsourcing/reasons to outsource?

PracticalEcommerce says:

“Specialized skills. The task is highly specialized and requires expert skills or systems, such as graphic design, website development, payroll, PPC campaigns, human resource compliance.

Specialized equipment. The task requires a large facility, specialized equipment, or operational efficiencies. Fulfillment operations are frequently outsourced because of the need to stock large amounts inventory and manage it efficiently.”

And:

“For longer-term needs ... the benefit is that you gain operational efficiencies and skills that you would have a difficult time replicating in-house.”

The Journal of Accountancy says,

“Cost savings and quality. Fierce competition has led many businesses to restructure and downsize staffs in an effort to save money. As in the case of General Electric, even thriving companies do whatever possible to reduce staff and costs.”

And fourth of all, where are the cons to outsourcing?

Also through The Journal of Accountancy, I found this picture, which may explain why Her Interactive is outsourcing as much as they are (this is assuming that a major part of the delay is the actual outsourcing itself).

According to Flatworld Solutions, some cons are:

“- Possible loss of control over a company's business processes

- Problems related to quality and turnaround time

 - Sluggish response times coupled with slow issue resolutions

- Lower than expected realization of benefits and results”

And according to The Balance, there are issues with:

“- Hidden Costs

- Threat to Security and Confidentiality

- Quality Problems

- Tied to the Financial Well-Being of Another Company

- Bad Publicity and Ill-Will”

And one thing that pops up in soooo many places is: communication issues.

Chron talks about communication issues here, and mentions:

“- Language or Dialect

- Cultural Nuances

- Communication Technology”

As well as timezone issues.

@katmurph31 posted this post, with these screenshots:

So it looks as though at least starting on May 3rd, 2017 (if not before), the art and development teams have been working on the game.

@jayne-penvellyn on Tumblr posted this with these screenshots to an email she got from Her Interactive which isn’t really an update (it’s the same kind of thing they keep saying, but still).

On top of that, @yancydrew posted this with this screenshot:

Which makes me wonder if HeR has barely done any work on this game, if they haven’t finished the voice overs, if they’ve even found all of the voice actors/actresses, if they’re just waiting on the voice acting before releasing the games, if they need to do the voice overs before they can even truly start on the game, if they are trying to tell us as little as possible so that they can surprise us soon (*crosses fingers*), or if it’s a mixture or any of those or something else completely.

[thekoreanlass]

BTS (Bangtan Sonyeondan/Beyond The Scene), composed of members RM, Jin, Suga, J-Hope, Jimin, V & Jungkook, has been making huge waves not just in the Hallyu scene but also in the international stage. As of current, they have been breaking their own personal records through their comeback with mini album ‘Map of the Soul: Persona‘ and their title song ‘Boy with Luv‘ and is also continuously gaining a growing fanbase as their popularity spread around the world.

Through the influence that they bring to new and old fans alike, ARMY around the world become all interested in anything related to BTS, including the places that they go to.

Because of BTS, many places in South Korea that were seldom explored by locals and tourist alike are now being visited so often that you can likely call the tour a ‘BTS Tour’ on its own due to the number of outdoor filming locations that they use in their activities that are aesthetically pleasing to the eyes.

Having this topic at hand, I will be sharing with you some of the filming locations that you already saw from their ‘Spring Day‘ MV. Many more locations will be shared in the near future but it’s ‘Spring Day’ for today since it’s one of my favorite songs. 🙂

Let’s begin the tour!

Iryeong Station

V is the first member to appear during the opening of the ‘Spring Day’ MV. He’s seen standing in a snowy railway station all bundled up to fight the cold winter as he waits for the train to arrive. The train station signage read ‘Iryeong’, pertaining to the ‘Iryeong Station‘ in Yangju, Gyeonggi.

Iryeong Station, where this scene was shot, is actually a closed platform that has not been functioning since 2004. It is occasionally being used only for freight trains (or trains transporting goods).

Address: 327, Samsang-ri, Jangheung-myeon, Yangju, Gyeonggi-do, South Korea

How to get there: Seoul City Center via cab to Iryeong Station is about 40min of travel time.

Jumunjin Beach

Jumunjin Beach, located in Gangneung, Gangwon-do, is both the location for the ‘You Never Walk Alone’ album jacket & also some Jimin’s cuts in the ‘Spring Day’ MV.

The album jacket and MV itself are so aesthetically pleasing that at one point it also feels like a legit promotional video about other beautiful places in Korea. BTS made it so beautiful that fans kept coming to the place to get the feel of being at the same place where BTS filmed!

Aside from the serene sea and the white sand beach though, one iconic location that a lot of ARMY always look for is the ‘bus stop’ by Jumunjin Beach they used to shoot the album jacket for ‘You Never Walk Alone’. This bus stop is actually not a real one, but the city of Gangneung recreated the bus stop for fans that kept coming in search of it.

This is the bus stop that Gangneung City recreated for BTS fans in search of the place

(c) Gangwon Province

website: http://gangwon.com.my/you-never-walk-alone-bts-bus-stop-set-up-on-jumunjin-beach/

(c) Gangwon Province

Address: 210, Jumunbuk-ro, Jumunjin-eup, Gangneung-si, Gangwon-do

How to go there: Take a bus from Seoul Nambu Bus Terminal to Jumunjin Intercity Bus Terminal. From there, take a taxi for approx. 5 min.

Fact: This is the same beach where one of the scenes in drama ‘Goblin’ was filmed. So, going here is like hitting two birds with one stone if you’re also fan of the drama.

Sihwaho Lake

Sihwaho Lake located in Gyeonggi Province is another location for one of the scenes in the MV. It is shown at the latter part of the MV when the boys are finally together. They run towards the middle of the place and Jimin let’s go of the shoes he had been carrying with him by Jumunjin Beach. The members then watch the beautiful scene in front of them as the sun sets down behind the tree where the shoes where left at.

This tourist attraction is actually surrounded by cities of Ansan, Siheung & Hwaseong and it is actually a haven for migratory birds during winter. In addition, Sihwaho Lake is in fact formed as a result of land reclamation. The reclaimed wetlands and the man-made body of water is south of Incheon. That’s why it is said that the name of the lake came from the ‘si’ of Siheung & ‘hwa’ of Hwaseong,

Address: 1031-8, Sa-dong, Sangnok-gu, Ansan, Gyeonggi-do, South Korea (Sihwaho Lake Reed Marsh Park)

PS: the lake is partly reclaimed land so if you’re going to try and find it on google maps you’ll only see water everywhere. However, I believe the place is near the tidal power plant built nearby.

Also, I’ve researched the longest for this location because I found another information about this setting in the MV. A Korean fan apparently went to the said filming location, but she had referenced it as ‘Woo Eum Island’ and when I tried digging a bit more about the place I only saw pictures with the ‘outcast tree’ in the MV and found that it’s located in Hwaseong. It would be difficult to find more info about the island though since pictures only mostly come up (the others are in korean text and I’m still a beginner). I feel though that I’m probably looking at two similar places because Sihwaho is around Hwaseong too, but I don’t know. Haha.

Check out the fan’s Vlog though. Maybe it will help you if you want to go there. Here’s the link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lS4cGV9a0rU

I can’t find more information but I think this scene with Jungkook was also shot here. That dilapidated merry go round must have been installed as prop only.

For the rest of the settings in the MV, like the scene with them sitting on a mountain of clothes, them on a train, them at the Omelas, them going down the stairs while Jin is capturing the moment, etc, were all shot mainly at a studio with CG making the settings look like a real place with a beautiful view and a magical effect on the ‘Spring Day’ MV.

Here are some other captures I took from the MV:

Thank you for reading! Making this post took a little bit longer as I want to try doing my best in providing you the closest to the real information. Any comments you have on the contents of the post are welcomed, so be sure to drop one!

I’ll post more places about BTS filming locations so do watch out!

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Dear Crashpad Diary #26

Yooooooooo freackin beasts!! Wassssssuuuuuup??

So great to hear good news from Ireland!! Ro and Stephen are already training with Rob Hunter… the master!! ahaha Now I am the one worrying about it… they’ll become beasts and it´ll be so hard to catch up with them later on hehehe All the best vibes beasts and keep strong… it´ll hurt and youll get exhausted but itll also pay off!! =)

So… going back in time a bit and I´ll tell yas about: our adventure overnite going to Koh Tao, rainstorms, the incredible case of a Russian newbie alcoholic-wise,  fruits for free, getting close to sea urchins, things for the first time ever, Brazilians messing around, another interview, boat to Krabi, what a great start for the surfing trip, the cursed room, paid beaches and fixing the room for the AC…

coolio…. last time we were heading Koh Tao or Kho Tao or Kho Thao or Ko That…. dunno… they defo have some trouble defining what is the correct way to write down their shit heheheheh

So… the boat from Surat Thani… or Suratani or Surat Tani… hahaha same same… was pretty cool… we got there not putting much faith on it but we were surprised by the quality and the size of the boat… it was like a hostel… dunno… maybe 200 beds or so… double beds and all… we got there a bit early and left the bags to get some food outside… as it was weekend there was a huge… gigantic open air market.. with food, clothes, animals, electronics and so on… as usual… real local street food does not suit vegetarian so we walked a little to find some for me… Luh is always freakin patient with that… haha thanks Luh!! Luv ya!! =)

I got some Papaya Salad and he ate his addiction… fried rice with chicken hehe and than we went back to our floating and surprisingly not-shaky-at-all hostel… sweet dreams and few hours later we arrived to one of the most beautiful islands I’ve ever been to… Koh Tao!

I had the idea that Id get some climbing there too but turned out that the climbing is quite inexistent and all the info I gathered in 27crags was quite shit… we walked one day loads to get to a boulder and there was any hahahah instead, we ended up in an open field hahahahah maybe with a local it’d be better but even that I couldn’t find hehe so we went for snorkelling all the days we were there… such a bad option, right?? hehehe

Ive always being a mountain guy… I would go for jungle/forest/mountain rather then ocean anytime but the reefs and the beaches here got me… the underwater world is amazing and we are enjoying in a way that I could never imagine!! We walked pretty much everywhere there and got one day the boat to go to Koh Nang Yuan… three islands connected between them… one of the few ones in the world…. what a gem!!

All the other beaches though, are incredible too… there is no need of boat to have a blast here!!

You´ll need only some goggles and hold your breath to get a breathtaking experience!! hehe

The top 3 beaches we visited there: Nang Yuan… Said Nuam…. Ao Lek…  2 of them you can go on your own and they are stunning!! =)

The trip to the Nang Yuan islands was great… the scenery is something else there!! But I dunno…. it seems that crazy people go everywhere… we got another mad guy… drunk just for a change… falling off from one of the platforms going to the viewpoint…. Viewpoints are normally on top of hills… so you can see better right?! Well… if you´re going up… kinda scrambling up…. would you drink and mess up with your ability of ensure that youre standing up?? I dont think so right?? hahaha

Well… the same way we got over Christmas, in Hampi, some dumb guy falling, hitting his head and almost dying, while walking and jumping from boulder to boulder drunk, we got another not-too-smart one… but this time was a bit funnier… kmon… its hard to find a Russian that goes down on whisky heheheh Yep… the weak Russian didn’t hold up well on whisky… decided go for a walk but chose the tricky path throughs the platforms that go over the ocean and rocks till the point you get to the jungle and reach the viewpoint… unfortunately, for his head and back…. he got a short cut to another view point… the viewpoint of the reef down there hehe he got some good scratches and the people on the beach had to come and help otherwise we would have one less person in this world and a little bit more alcohol haha

The best part was when a lady-boy came and said: “Don’t worry guys… Ill take care of him!”… and sailed away as a storm with his/her boat and the dizzy Russian!! hahahah

Talking about storms and rain… we´ve been enjoying hugely the rain here… every afternoon we get few storms… something peculiar for those who live in Ireland… First of all because we dont have storms like that… when it seems the world is ending on water… and second of all… its impossible to go out and enjoy the rain… feeling the mild water hitting your skin… and the refreshment that it provides….. if you try that in Ireland you´ll get some pneumonia with not doubt heheheheh

After few days having fun in Koh Tao we decided to leave and head to Koh Phangan… or Koh Phan Gnan… or…. hahahahah you know right!! hahaha

All the big islands are quite close and you can reach them with a short trip on a boat… so we did that… over 1 hours on a jumpy boat and we got to Koh Phangan… the second biggest island… we could see the other side Ko Samui… the largest one… but we decided for Phangan cuz Luh would meet Dai and we could also check some rad places we´ve been told!

The first days we stayed in the south… but there is no much… the accommodations are cheaper but the only attractions are parties and kite surfing… not our style tho…. fortunately we found a freaking good restaurant there… Harbour House… cheap and scrumptious… worth defo a visit if your there!! =)

Once we realised that the beautiful beaches and awesome waterfalls were up north we grabbed our backpacks and snorkelling gear and off we went!! WOW… if you like nature… go straight to the north of that island!! Astonishing!! =)

Thailand is great… seriously… its nature… people… food… you can easily fall in love with the country… the only thing I couldn’t understand was why everyone was telling me before the trip that I would love the fruits here and that would be cheap and all… but so far was so hard to even find it!! Well… Phangan surprised us in that sense… and confirmed our friends theory… we were walking one of the first days there when we found a fruit stand and simply asked how much was the banana… the girl didn’t speak any english but made sure that a wave of free fruits came towards us.. hahaha FINALLY… FRUITS FOR FREE!! HAHAHAHAHA No need to say that we got fruits for dinner that day!! and the other!! and the following one too!! hahahaha What a sweeeeet life!! =)

Days of new things are common when you´re travelling and for me it wasn’t different… as we were 3 people we had to rent two motorbikes… so Luh would go with Dai and I had to get one on my own… you know… I love adrenaline and that´s why I never got a bike… because if you accelerate it will speed up and I´ve already some trouble cycling… crashing into a wall with a motorbike is not on my life bucket so I´ve always avoided… up to now though… when you have no option … well… the choice is already made! hehehe

So there we were… handled our passports (yep… no passport no bike… no bike… no trip around… so….)… and got two bike… Luh is already used to it… but me…. you should’ve seen the guy´s face from the rental shop when I left the place driving the bike and showing all my newbieness hahahahahah Hoooooooray… the first 200 metres done and I´m in one piece!! Self high five!!! =) hahahah

In fact, in the end of that day I was myself and somethings else…. we went to another fantastic beach where you can see coral reefs and enjoy a sweet beach… Ko Ma… and chatting… not paying attention… I stepped on a sea urchin… haha got some nice spikes inside my left foot… few of them are still with me hahahahah part of the family hehehehe But even some needles can´t change your perception of great life, awesome vibes and gratitude when you are in a place like Ko Ma.

The tourism is the locomotive of the island… there are … loads of them… tourists from all over the world coming and going constantly… therefore, loads of people renting bikes… and falling off in small accidents… that´s one of the other reasons I didn´t want to rent the bike… additionally the island is full of up and downhills, the roads are good but some are covered in sand due to the constructions and all…. Plus, the amount of people wth sort of bandages or dressings covering the wounds was bigger than Hampi… and in there the bikes were shit like you turn to right and it goes to the left!! haha

I got the bike anyways cuz I had no option hehe but kind not sure of what would be the output.. some new scratches? On me or on the bike?? Will I get the passport back?? hahaha

In the end, I enjoyed the rides, learnt ok-ish and after the bad first impression I gave to the rental guy… I got along with the idea pretty well!! We met two  Brazilian girls that can’t say the same though… visiting Ko Ma we have to go through a quite big uphill… as we were going we saw on the left side a group of people in an area that is not common… well… on the side of the road… full of dirty and roasting under the sun… don´t think its a pleasurable place to be hehehe as we approach the group we realised that it was an accident… the bike went off-road with two girls and the other couple was trying to help´em… we stopped right after and started helping too… pushing here and lifting there… speaking in english with them and when we had to lift the bike back to the road  I spoke in Portuguese with my bro to sync the moves… so the girls said: Oh you´re Brazilian too?? hahahahaha and after that PT took the chat… the couple left as they had done loads already and couldn’t´t understand a fuckin word haha

With the rescue finished they told us what happened… it was a sum of mistakes… even funny tho hehehehe

1st and main mistake - they didn´t know how to drive… haha 2nd - they were going up through the wrong lane… as over here they use the British way… on the left lane…   3rd and the best one - the driver saw an elephant and got way to excited… tried to point it out to the passenger and forgot that autopilot is an utopia yet ahahahaha

They ended up with few some good scars, with less money and with only one good pic of the elephant hahahahah

That made remember one time I was enjoying a beautiful trekking in the middle of the desert in San Pedro de Atacama… the guy who brought us there told us that he couldn’t go further because it was dangerous and more likely to get stuck on the sand… cool… we were maybe 5 mins already walking, when we see a car stuck in the sand… actually with sand almost covering the tires… and everyone started chatting and commenting… the group was heterogeneous, peeps from different nationalities and we were all betting with nationality that guys were… hahaha just to mess around… some said Argentinian, some sad north American,  some bet they were locals… and as we got closer and closer we could hear the indistinctly Portuguese… clear and loud… mainly when one of them yelled to the driver: “I told you so!! The rental company said that we shouldn’t go any close to the dunes!” hahahaha

Yep… it seems the Brazilians are around to provide fun and good stories!! hahahahahaha We are messers and that no one can change!! hahahahah

What happened to that car??? Dunno… there are some stories… you know… urban legends… in that case desert legends… that says the car has been swollen by the sand!! The group registered a stealing case in the police station, the rental company got the money back from the insurance and the group rent only 4X4 cars nowadays!! hahaha

Our last day in Phangan brought another great surprise… fortunately, good vibes and sweet happenings are recurrent!! …. we met a girl that left everything behind, got a one way ticket to Thailand and started a YouTube channel… to tell her story!! It´s incredibly fantastic how people like her are inspirational and full of life… we chatted loads about the adventure… life… how the uncertainty makes us scary and happy simultaneously… how the world is great and provides the most extraordinary experiences for those that go after it…

In fact, in contrary of many people think…. not much courage is needed… one only a bit of curiosity… a small portion of will to change things in your life… capacity to accept what comes… and some steps towards the unknown… a leap of faith… that will present you with surreality, happiness and stories that you had never dreamt of!!    

She interviewed me for one of the videos that come out soon… and if you´d like to enjoy her stories and her epic adventure… send good vibes or get inspired to do the same… I mean… same same but different…. check her channel: Voecomjulia…. you type that one YT and you´ll have a blast!! =)

See you soon Julia and talk to yous soon beasts!!

I got a bit excited on this post… sorry for the exaggerated text… I´ll take it easy next time… or not!! hahahahaha too many stories!!

All the best vibes and sweet smiles…. =) =) =) =) =) =) =)

Cheers,

Evan

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NYC’s Lesser-Known Attractions

New York’s got plenty of iconic and exciting attractions.  The Met, the Statue of Liberty, Times Square, the 9/11 Memorial, the list could go on and on.  Yet for all of these famous, iconic attractions, there are those that aren’t as well-known.  Here are some of the quirkier attractions in New York that you should be sure to not miss, taken from an article in Timeout:  

BLDG 92: This small museum, located in what was once a military residence at the Brooklyn Navy Yard, pays homage to the historical significance to the area.  It features exhibits for the history buff in all of us such as Civil War ironclads, Pearl Harbor casualties and the stories of those who worked on these various ships in Brooklyn.  

Panorama of the City of New York: It could take a lifetime to explore all of New York City, so luckily the Panorama of the City of New York at the Queens Museum makes it easier for you.  It’s a 9,335-square-foot model of the city, where each inch represents about 100 real feet.  

The Met Breuer: The brand-new Met Breuer (it’s less than a year old!) is designed to make the Met a major player in 20th and 21st-century art.  There have already been some unique exhibits; one notable example is an exhibit of unfinished works by artists ranging from da Vinci to Warhol.

Bartow-Pell Mansion Museum: Located in Pelham Bay Park (itself named after the family who built it), the Bartow-Pell mansion is built on the estate of the Pell family, who settled in the region in the 17th century.  The mansion itself, which was built in the early 19th century, offers a unique look at life in 19th-century New York.

Snug Harbor Cultural Center: Most New Yorkers seldom visit Staten Island, but if you do, the Snug Harbor Cultural Center, spread across 83 acres, is a must-see.  In addition to an enormous botanical garden, it’s surrounded by cobblestone streets and tiny paths of Victorian and Tudor-style homes.  There’s also a “Chinese Scholar’s Garden”, designed to resemble the landscape of ancient China.  

City Reliquary: Located in the heart of Williamsburg, and looking like a small and nondescript storefront from the outside, the City Reliquary is able to pack an amazing amount of stuff, all tied to New York’s history, into a pretty tiny space.  In addition to being a Williamsburg institution, it serves as an active presence in the Brooklyn community by organizing special events and fundraisers.  

Green-Wood Cemetery: While most graveyards don’t scream “tourist destination”, most graveyards aren’t the Green-Wood Cemetery.  Filled with Victorian mausoleums and stone statues, it’s the resting place of a half million New Yorkers who range from Leonard Bernstein to Boss Tweed.  It also features Battle Hill, one of the highest points in Brooklyn and a major site in the Battle of Brooklyn during the American Revolution.

Woolworth building: When it was finished in 1913, the Woolworth was the tallest building in the world, and to this day remains one of New York’s 20 tallest buildings (a coveted position to say the least).  The building has passed hands regularly, but you can still tour the lobby, decked out in glass and marble interiors.  

Socrates Sculpture Park: In 1986, a group of artists and activists came together to create this 4.5 acre city park over an Astoria landfill.  Designated specifically for artists to create outdoor works, it hosts large-scale sculptures year-round, in addition to a Greenmarket, free yoga and tai chi classes.  

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Dear Crashpad Diary #33

Yoooooooyoyoyoyo beasts!!!

Ha… our trip back home is approaching fast and I´m actually looking forward to see yas all back in Ireland! =)

I hope you are all fantastic and having a blast everywhere!! =)

Today I´m gonna tell you the story of an enchanted waterfall / the attack of the fish / tang shake / jumpstarts or the tale of the bull bus / the highlander of the buses / the long journey to Chiang Man / Hell on earth hostel / Going to Pai by bike

Wow… so much to tell!! I defo should stop more often and write about the trip… otherwise, the stories get accumulated haha

So.. since I wrote last time we´ve been to the most beautiful waterfall on earth!! I know… some will tell me... but you haven’t been to everywhere… man… you know when it can´t get better!! hehe We can find sth similar… but Kuang Si Falls is from another world!! Do you know those long exposure pics… where the water gets blurry and kinda fairy tale style? Yep… this cascades are like that but naturally!! =)

Well… I could be telling many many beautiful adjectives to describe it for yous… but it would be only being unfair to the waterfall.. nature and to you… that should grab your backpack and head there before the tons of tourists that visit the place without a bit of care or conscience destroy it. Unfortunately, we´ve seen people getting into the water even though there were signs prohibiting it… =(

Anyways, there were areas that you could go for a swim and enjoy the blue/green-ish waters… and that my friend… is where the danger lies hehehe we met a girl that crashed her bike few weeks before getting there and her legs were… I'd say… grated hehe and the scabs were covering the legs… until she got inside the water haha the fishes “attacked” her and ate… yep…. ate the whole thing… eeeeew!! hahaha

She got those fish massage for free hehehehe In fact… if you stayed static for few secs the fishes would start biting you haha weird sensation hehehe but totally worth it!! haha

As I have mentioned maybe 2000 times already… we are living on fruit shakes and smoothies… my bro even got some sore throat due to that haha… worth it again!! haha But you know… the more you get… the higher is the chance of going wrong… and that happened when I asked if the guy had coconut… he said yes… way to go!! Coconut and avocado shake… the perfect match!! Like heel hook and roofs… Bonnie and Clyde (the rocklands ones!!)…. you got me!!

But nope… when you get tang shakes… you know those powder thingy??? The guy were courageous giving me that shit… man… you are in the middle of a food market… in Laos… with tropical fruits falling on your head as you walk on the streets…. plus… there are maybe other 4000 stalls making juices… and you give me a tang shake?? Fuck off!! hahaha I gave the shake back… 2 steps to the right and 3 minutes later I got a real and scrumptious avo shake with his neighbour!! Hooooooray!! and Booooooo for that guy!! man… you must rethink your business!! haha

Unfortunately, our trip in Laos came to an end… and what an epic ending!! hehe I really do not understand how the buses there deal so well with the roads… We got a last one… after many… from Luang Prabang to the border with Thailand… man… there was a little road in all those holes… some parts of the road looked like a canyon on its own… it could also be treated as an attraction!! hahahaha

That bus specifically was way to strong… I think that one os the Highlander of the buses… it didn’t have any problems with the bumps… however… all the impact seemed to be transferred to our bodies hahahahaha what a massage!! hehe

As usual… for the entire trip, we kept the feeling that we would have trouble with it and sooner or later it would stop broke for good… but nope… it was brave and brought all of us to Thailand… that does not mean it was easy though…. every single stop the bus had to be started with a jumpstart… hehe The whole thing was shaking and whenever there was a stop for toilet or anything else we knew we would feel like a cowboy sitting in a bull… I´m not kidding… I think we got a new world record!! The normal cowboys get maybe 8-9 seconds riding a bull…. I wanna see these guys riding a Lao Bus for 10 hours hahahahaha

AAAAnd after the Highlander/Bull bus, we got to the border… bruised and tired… had to wait about 2 hours for the border to open… checked out from Laos… Checked in Thailand… another hour or so to get the van from there to Chiang Mai… 6 hours later we got to the Thai city in the north… awesome!!!

There we met Dai again… we had spent few days at the begging of our Thai trip with her in Koh Phangan and after 3-ish months we gather together once again… good vibes! But not good hostel choice hehehe She found this place and the pics were good (never go for the pics!! haha)… and we booked at the same place… I mean… not considering all the rats, dirty and mosquitos… the place would be fine!! hehe And we were thinking we would sleep well after the long trip from Laos hahahaha Oh boy!! haha Few days later we checked the reviews on this place online and the very first one had the funniest title ever: Mojito Garden… Hell on earth!!

Now you can only imagine hahahahahah And the worst part is that we had already paid for the 5 days upfront!! shit shit shit!! hahahahah

Well.. we survived and few days - many mosquito bites - all the rats - later, we separate again… Luh and I rented a bike and headed north… To Pai… what a wonderful city… small… awesome atmosphere… surrounded by nature and sweet landscape!! Another adventure to get there tho… as you have to drive through exactly 762 curves in an astonishing road going up there!!

We had driven through the loops in Laos and in few other places… but this one had won our choice of the most fantastic and enjoyable road trip so far! What a beautiful path!! =)

As most of the people are not able to drive with such a technique and skills (myself included)… a big percentage of tourist go there by van… you can only imagine the level of motion sickness… hahah they have even signs that alert the drivers where they should and could stop the vans for people to puke!! hehe I´m serious… there are signs where there is one person vomiting… you don´t believe me??? Check this out and have fun >> https://goo.gl/images/s7Hd2C. hahahahahahahahah

haha after this one I feel I should stop writing hahaha

We still have from this point on… a month or so of trip and loads of adventures… I´ll post more stories soon so… stay tuned and have a great life wherever you are!!

I´m sending all my best vibes and smiles!!

Cheers beasts!! Luv yas =)

Evan