#A Guide to Modern Camp Homes

[uwmspeccoll]

Asian American and Pacific Islander Heritage Month: KEVIN MIYAZAKI

Today we highlight Milwaukee-based photographer and artist Kevin Miyazaki, and his book A Guide to Modern Camp Homes: 10 New Models & Plans for Persons of Japanese Ancestry. Our copy was published in 2024, but editions were also released in 2013, and 2018. Miyazaki’s statement on the final page characterizes the book as “a fictional publication containing only facts.” Styled after Sears Roebuck catalogues of the time, the optimistic salesmanship stands in harsh contrast to both the bleak descriptions of the camps, where Japanese Americans were forcibly relocated during World War II, and the heavy legacy of our nation’s human rights abuses. In a section titled Home Design, the copy assures: “Constructed mainly from wood and tar paper, your new home is designed to conform to international law.”

The book draws extensively from archival materials. Photographs come from the catalogues of the Library of Congress and include documentary work by Ansel Adams, Clem Albers, Fred Clark, Hikaru Iwasaki, Dorothea Lange, Tom Parker and Francis Stewart. First person testimonials are from Densho, a public history project documenting and preserving oral histories and primary source materials related to the unjust incarceration of Japanese Americans during World War II. Libby and Patrick Castro of LP/ws Design Studio crafted the architectural designs.

Copies of A Guide to Modern Camp Homes are available for purchase through the Japanese American National Museum.

See more AAPI Month posts!

--Amanda, Special Collections Graduate Intern

[bonefall]

BB!MALICIOUS ENTITY: Ancestor Rats

A cruel fate that can befall a shattered pantheon, and the enemies of Firestar's Quietus

With SkyClan homeless and exiled at the end of the Skyfall Era, StarClan itself was in chaos. 1/5th of their ranks broke from the sky to walk with their descendants into exile, with only some of the most powerful ancestors staying behind.

Skystar himself, Patron of War, was one of them. He scoffed that a Clan that couldn't hold even a sliver of land had failed his teachings, and deserved nothing.

Scores of cats died in exile, starved, exposed, killed by predators. Cloudstar desperately tried to keep his cats together as SkyClan dwindled. Soon, there were barely enough cats to maintain a Clan, let alone such a large pantheon.

When Cloudstar died, his successor Spiderstar found herself facing a new threat. One she couldn't defeat.

Over and over, there were rats who would attack the camp. Horrible, twisted creatures of many colors, with sharp claws like a cat and jaws full of needle teeth. They swirled like a storm around a central point, wound so tightly that it was impossible to see what lay at the eye.

While watching baby spiders fly away from their mother on little silk balloons, Spiderstar devised a Great Plan. SkyClan would live apart but connected, loosely, like a web. The Rats could not kill what they could not find.

As she watched her Clan disperse, some to humans homes, some to live as rogues, the blood roared in her ears. It pounded, throbbed into a rythmn, until the words of a prophecy became overwhelming,

"EEK SHARRARRAM SSARSHAIWO!"

[Rat ancestors disastrous-they-will-kill]

Could this be true? Would their ancestors save them from the rats, someday?

(Below the cut; a guide to Ancestor Rats and how they are dealt with in Firestar's Quietus. CONTENT WARNING: BODY HORROR, GORE.)

Firestar's Quietus; The Secret of the Rats

Exactly as before, when Firestar and the spirit of Brokenstar gathered the SkyClan web together, the rats had one point of attack. They washed over the soon-to-be warriors in a wave, but they were able to fight them off.

Skywatcher laid on his side in the clearing, trembling and wide eyed, covered in horrible bites. At first they could barely get a word out of him, too shaken to speak. When he was finally able to force a word out, he could only mumble;

"I saw Lowbranch. That was my mother..."

And then, someone else came forward, sharing that one rat had the same stripes as their brother. Another recognized their son's tufts on another's ears. The camp buzzed with tension as the stories bubbled forth.

Everyone recognized something in the rats.

Something had happened to their ancestors. Something terrible. It became clear why they had never answered their prayers or sent a hero to save them. Brokenstar tried to reach them, but he could only hear a command echoing in the darkness.

"Neek urrspeekorreen urrsnyarhak, karrl urrsnakochya." "THAT WHICH CANNOT BE FIXED, MUST BE BROKEN"

It was only later, when they went to confront the rats once and for all, that they realized what those words meant. Stumbling out into the dim light out of the barn, they saw them.

Those weren't just rats!

And the most horrible thing of all was the atrocity behind it all, the creature at the center of the swirling, agonized mass, the eye of the storm...

The Rat Leader; Cloudstar

He promised to keep his Clan together. So he did.

As each life wasted away and his Clan dwindled, smaller and smaller, as their heaven crumbled above them and became too tiny to hold their ancestors, Cloudstar kept them in one piece.

When he died, that mission continued. Trapped as this cursed creature, Cloudstar was mindlessly commanding his cats like a storm around him, dragging in both the dead and the living in a desperate attempt to save the Clan he'd vowed to protect.

SkyClan could not mend until this curse was broken. These fallen angels needed to be released, by force, to rejoin a new heaven of modern making. Slipping into the body of Firestar, Brokenstar was able to lend all of his talents for one final fight. It was just like being back at Carrionplace.

With his purpose as the fallen 5th tree, a guardian spirit, fulfilled and the rats freed from their prisons, Brokenstar's soul grew sleepy with peace. Firestar buried the acorn necklace that he had used to channel him overlooking the gorge, where it quickly sprouted into a new oak.

Rat Ancestors; Tome of Beasts

When an afterlife is destroyed, through mass death or supernatural attack, and the spirits within it cannot peacefully fade away or join a new pantheon, all of its souls can become earth-bound.

There are many types of entities and curses in this world, each one completely unique. Ancestor Rats are the form that this pantheon took.

From a distance, an Ancestor Rat could be mistaken for an odd, escaped domestic rodent. Their faces were an unsettling mix of rat and cat, with teeth laid out like a cat's but endlessly growing like a rat. They had the blade-like claws of a Clan cat, tearing through the skin and laying at various angles.

They had no physical needs, but were unable to handle being separated from their leader. Cloudstar himself, however, did need to rest in some way, returning to the barn where he died every day.

When one was killed, it would flash blue as if briefly turning into a shard of the sky, before leaving a completely standard rat corpse in its place. As long as Cloudstar was alive, the pulsar of each spirit would simply be dragged back into another rat after some time.

There was no escape until he was killed.

After the defeat of the Ancestor Rats, the spirits moved on to SkyClan's special heaven; Skypelt. Even after moving to the lake, Skypelt maintains its independence from Silverpelt, judging its own souls and staying separate (but connected) to StarClan-Prime.

With an abundance of rat bodies on their paws, SkyClan started a morbid tradition for a very special celebration. "The New Day" is celebrated every year with a grand feast, where a traditional rat meat dish called "Roasted Grandpaw" is served.

[deadpresidents]

Formal Presidential Proclamation Announcing the Death of President Carter

December 29, 2024

By the President of the United States of America A Proclamation

To the People of the United States:

It is my solemn duty to announce officially the death of James Earl Carter, Jr., the thirty-ninth President of the United States, on December 29, 2024.

President Carter was a man of character, courage, and compassion, whose lifetime of service defined him as one of the most influential statesmen in our history. He embodied the very best of America: A humble servant of God and the people. A heroic champion of global peace and human rights, and an honorable leader whose moral clarity and hopeful vision lifted our Nation and changed our world.

The son of a farmer and a nurse, President Carter's remarkable career in public service began in 1943 as a cadet at the United States Naval Academy. He later served in both the Atlantic and Pacific fleets before becoming a decorated lieutenant and being selected to join the elite nuclear submarine program.

After his father died, he shifted from active duty to the Navy Reserve and returned home to Plains, Georgia, to help manage his family's peanut farm. He worked hard stewarding the land while leading his community as a church deacon, Sunday school teacher, and board member of a hospital and library. His deep faith inspired a passion for public service that led him to be elected State Senator, Georgia's 76th Governor, and ultimately President of the United States.

As President, he understood that Government must be as good as its people -- and his faith in the people was boundless just as his belief in America was limitless and his hope for our common future was perennial.

With President Carter's leadership, the modern Department of Education and the Department of Energy were created. He championed conservation, and his commitment to a more just world was at the heart of his foreign policy, leading on nuclear nonproliferation, signing the Panama Canal treaties, and mediating the historic 1978 Camp David Accords. His partnership with Vice President Walter Mondale is one that future administrations strived to achieve.

Following his Presidency, President Carter advanced an agenda that elevated the least among us. Guided by an unwavering belief in the power of human goodness and the God given dignity of every human being, he worked tirelessly around the globe to broker peace; eradicate disease; house the homeless; and protect human rights, freedom, and democracy.

Through his extraordinary moral leadership, President Carter lived a noble life full of meaning and purpose. And as a trusted spiritual leader, he shepherded people through seasons of pain and joy, inspiring them through the power of his example and healing them through the power of his guidance.

As we mourn the loss of President Carter, we hold the memory of his beloved Rosalynn, his wife of over 77 years, close in our hearts. Exemplifying hope, warmth, and service, she and her husband inspired the Nation. The love Rosalynn and President Carter shared is the definition of partnership, and their devotion to public service is the definition of patriotism.

May President Carter's memory continue to be a light pointing us forward. May we continue to be guided by his spirit in our Nation and in our world.

Now, Therefore, I, Joseph R. Biden Jr., President of the United States of America, by the authority vested in me by the Constitution and the laws of the United States, in honor and tribute to the memory of President James Earl Carter, Jr., and as an expression of public sorrow, do hereby direct that the flag of the United States be displayed at half-staff at the White House and on all public buildings and grounds, at all military posts and naval stations, and on all naval vessels of the Federal Government in the District of Columbia and throughout the United States and its Territories and possessions for a period of 30 days from the day of his death. I also direct that, for the same length of time, the representatives of the United States in foreign countries shall make similar arrangements for the display of the flag at half staff over their embassies, legations, consular offices, and other facilities abroad, including all military facilities and naval vessels and stations.

I hereby order that suitable honors be rendered by units of the Armed Forces under orders of the Secretary of Defense.

I do further appoint January 9, 2025, as a National Day of Mourning throughout the United States. I call on the American people to assemble on that day in their respective places of worship, there to pay homage to the memory of President James Earl Carter, Jr. I invite the people of the world who share our grief to join us in this solemn observance.

In Witness Whereof, I have hereunto set my hand this twenty-ninth day of December, in the year of our Lord two thousand twenty-four, and of the Independence of the United States of America the two hundred and forty-ninth.

JOSEPH R. BIDEN JR.

[steviestits]

In The Family Way - Part 1.1

Written for an anon prompt, which can be read in its entirety on this fic's masterpost.

Pairing: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson, Background Argyle/Jonathan Rating: T (E in later chapters) Summary: The Munson family has never had the typical values that most modern Americans have as they find thrill in all that's mysterious and spooky. Steve Harrington, a black widow omega, hadn't known this when he mated with the family's eldest alpha, Eddie, and thought that he'd be another easy mark that he could kill to inherit the millions that Eddie owned. However, not only do all his murder attempts fail, but Eddie actually enjoys them! And to make matters worse, the alpha wants to try for a pup! Steve has to find a way to off Eddie for good, before he gets pregnant and maybe actually falls for the death-crazed alpha. (Addams Family Values au set in the Omegaverse after the events of the movie with Steve as Debbie and Eddie as Fester) Trigger Warning: Attempted Murder as a love language

The day Eddie met Steve Harrington was honestly the most horrendous day of Eddie’s life, and to be honest, Eddie couldn’t be happier. They met through Eddie’s adoptive brother, Argyle, of all people, after his omega, Jonathan, had a baby. The omega ran a photo studio out of their home, taking morbid pictures of newlyweds and family photos. He thought he would have to close the photo studio as he also had two younger siblings, El and Will, so Grandmama Joyce had her hands full with them and couldn’t help watch over the baby, too. However, Argyle insisted that Jonathan continue his dream and suggested they get a nanny instead to help out during his working hours. Jonathan had been hesitant at first, but since his studio was at home, if the baby needed him then he’d be only a few rooms away.

Finding a nanny proved to be a problem since most of the ones the agency sent over were quite disturbed. They ran away at the first sight of a bloody knife or a severed hand, leaving the baby unattended in the process. Eddie helped Argyle complain to the agency several times about their carelessness and demanded that the nannies be reprimanded for the neglect they showed in their duties. Instead of seeing the flaws in their hiring process, they proceeded to ban them from using the agency's services. At least, that’s what they had thought until another nanny showed up out of the blue. That beautiful vision was Steve, a very kind and sweet omega.

Steve took to the children well, and quickly became their confidant. Though El and Will denied it, Steve insisted that the kids desired to go to summer camp. And from what Eddie heard, the kids had a truly dreadful time. They made some new friends, led a rebel uprising, scalped some puritans, and set fire to a stage. Honestly, if Eddie had known summer camp was so much fun, he would’ve insisted that his uncle send him when he was a lad.

The departure of the children did make Steve lonely, however, but Eddie was there to comfort him and over the course of their interactions, the two of them fell in love. They eloped nearly the same day then took a flight directly to Hawaii for their honeymoon. Eddie hadn’t thought he’d like Hawaii because of all the sun, but Steve went the extra mile to make sure Eddie had a good time. He started by electrocuting him in the bathtub then introduced him to sex directly afterwards. And there was the impromptu shark tank swim that Steve sent him on, and the tour of the local volcanoes. One of which Steve, the seductress, tried to shove him into when the guide brought them to an active site.

Eddie had been worried that the magic would end once they returned home, but Steve continued to be affectionate and thoughtful. Their first day back, in their beautiful new home, his darling omega made him an explosive home-cooked meal after he placed a bomb in the tuna casserole. He then shoved Eddie off a two-story balcony onto a bed of spikes and dropped a grand piano on Eddie once after he returned home from visiting his brother.

Argyle had been worried about Eddie given Steve’s love of pastels, but Steve proceeded to set their minds at ease by staging a family execution. It was then that they were all convinced that even if he dressed differently from them, Steve was still a Munson through and through. The rest of the family welcomed Steve with open arms, happy that Steve would be able to make Eddie absolutely miserable for the rest of their lives.

Even now, several months later, Steve was still looking after Eddie. He could feel his mate’s love as he drank the whiskey the omega prepared for him. His mate was feeling feisty today as Eddie could tell that he had dumped a full bottle of arsenic into the alcoholic drink then added two spoonfuls of rat poisoning for some zest. He honestly didn’t know how he’d gotten so lucky as to find an omega who took care of his needs as well as Steve did.

“How’s your drink, dear?” Steve asked through gritted teeth.

Whenever Steve fixed Eddie a drink, he’d always hover around him, waiting for confirmation that the drink he made was especially murderous. Such as today, Eddie had been reading in his study when Steve brought over the drink he had mixed for him. He then proceeded to hover around the room, pretending to be interested in various items all while keeping watch through the corner of his eye for Eddie’s reaction.

“It’s positively poisonous as always, my pet. Your best work yet.”

Steve’s knuckles clenched until they turned white as he said, “I’m glad you enjoyed it.” He then stormed out of the room, stomping his feet as he grumbled about adding more cyanide next time. It was flattering that Steve dedicated so much of his time to thinking of ways to please him, but a little worrying as Eddie thought the omega needed activities outside his devotion to his alpha, otherwise the spark the two had might fizzle out from overindulgence.

That’s why Eddie had decided to visit Argyle today, to get some advice as to how he kept his relationship with Jonathan from becoming stale. Eddie finished his drink then went to the attic door, where Steve sweetly spent most of his time plotting Eddie’s demise, and told him that he was leaving. Steve replied by shouting that he hoped the alpha’s van didn’t crash, which made Eddie swoon as his omega had clearly gone through the trouble of cutting his breaks.

Masterpost ~ Part 1.2

[javierduffy]

I have been having... a very bad day. Any spare fluffy headcanons for the boys? (and maybe some nsfw ones if you're up to it-)

ohh no my dear helena !!! its unfortunate that you’re having a rough day today :( remember that everything is temporary and that this day, like every other hard day before (and all following after), will pass in its own time.

i can absolutely spare some fluff ! that’s all i’ve got !

• javier goes to bed at about the same time that kieran is waking up every morning, right before dawn, and it’s a common occurrence that he will forget to untie his hair before laying down for bed, especially after a long night of guard duty. kieran will notice every time, and knows himself how easily long hair can get matted, so he will beckon javier over so that he can untie his bow. usually, he’ll also take the time to run his fingers through javier’s hair to detangle it as well, so that he’s even less likely to wake up to knots. javier adores it, teetering with the weight of his head and leaning hard into kieran’s legs on each side of his shoulders- sometimes kieran will even indulge himself in giving javier a head massage. javier never sleeps better, and coincidentally, he began forgetting to take his hair down a lot more after moving out to clemen’s point ….

• javier snuck kieran his first bowl of pearson’s stew after ‘making a social call’. john kicked kieran off his horse at the entrance of camp and javier watched as the latter dredged himself through the brush to what would become his usual resting place behind the rock by the horses. he looked miserable, dead on his feet, and javier knew by then he’d been weeks without a meal. he was a dirty, disloyal, unholy traitor of an o’driscoll, but something about his sunken eyes, the shake in his hand as he lit his first cigarette as a free man again- likely to quell off the hunger- it urged javier to act in a way that he’d never felt before. javier could kill a man in cold blood easier than he could stand to watch fear starve a man even after his hands are free to reach for the bowl. the study for learned helplessness in psychology will come years later, but javier understands himself now through watching kieran’s instinctual desire to survive be beat out of him by the gang javier dedicates his life to. with a healthy amount of spite to himself, he scoops a heaping amount of fresh stew into the cleanest bowl he can find, and sets out to add a fresh layer of flesh to kieran’s prominent bones.

• following this, cooking for kieran is one of javier’s favourite things to do when they get together. javier will cook for him traditional mexican dishes from home (as best he can. both with his limited skills and also with his limited accessibility to the proper ingredients. (probably for the best that he can’t get authentic chili peppers from home and has to use a less spicy chili native to this northern climate. kieran does okay with spice but it isn’t in his genetics to truly have a high tolerance.)) and not only will it be an unknown love language from javier, to feed kieran and make sure he is full, but it will also be a love language from kieran, to let javi share a piece of home with him.

• ^ also applies to modern au javieran ! javier loves cooking, and especially for kieran. they would cook together, but kieran struggles to cook with other people in the room, and javier gets so absorbed in it that he’d likely be running into kieran or otherwise being unhelpful in aiding in making sure the dish is being cooked correctly because he’s too Locked In to guide kieran LOL but they’re more happy to simply keep each other company, anyway. kieran on the counter/table/floor, watching javier sing and dance to the music he’s blasting from their speaker. cue dancing in the kitchen when the love songs come on (here’s a good one (rip javier escuella you would have loved dannylux)). the parallel play and quality time with these two is off the charts

• come mid/late clemens point, the way javieran make most of their money for the camp is by going on days-long fishing dates, laughing and laying close to one another in the grass under a tree on the riverbank in the shroud of darkness. they come back to camp flushed as all get out but with stacks of cash in their hands wadded up so thick no one dares to ask where it came from. kieran will get excited at even the smallest of fish, perking up and sharing/asking javier for tidbits on the species. they never miss a bite, either. one time one of the bells on their bobber rods rang once and they both broke out of a very hot and heavy make-out sesh so fast that javier tripped on kieran and nearly broke both of their wrists. they laughed so hard about it, javier was certain that by the time he arrived to his rod, the fish had already successfully ripped the bait off of his hook. he reeled in a boot, at the end of it all. he never lives it down.

• kieran is ambidextrous, and javier is fascinated by it. javier stumbled upon kieran writing on one rare occasion, and noticed immediately that he was writing with his left. “left handed, huh ?” kieran cocks his head at him in thought. javier wonders why on earth he would have to stop and think about a question like that. “uhh, not really ?” well, now javier is simply confused. “right, then ? is something wrong with your dominant hand ?” “um … no, that’s not it either …” and at this point, javier is demanding kieran explain what the hell he’s talking about, and why he’s pulling a prank on him. cue kieran explaining and javier making him do all kinds of silly “tests” like writing, shooting, playing guitar (as if kieran is going to any better with either when neither of them can do it right to begin with) because he finds it so cool.

• modern au kieran gets overstimulated incredibly easily, so he’s got a pair of noise canceling over-ear headphones that he often wears to dampen sensory input and ground himself when there’s a lot going on. when it’s cleaning day, generally no matter what he’s doing, he HAS to wear his headphones. javier is left to dodge him the same way he has to dodge the cats when they’re weaving in and out of between his feet. it also leaves him to dance to his own tunes when kieran suddenly swoops or sways or dips him to the music only he can hear- though just as often, javier will catch kieran dancing by himself and he will simply be unable not to join him, even though he can’t hear what it is he’s dancing to. as overwhelming as they can be, cleaning days for javieran somehow always end up feeling more like a date than anything.

• on a similar note, kieran also wears his headphones to bed, and listens to asmr/white noise to sleep. the pressure helps him feel safe, and the silence of a room makes him anxious. he also has a terrible bedhead and rbf in the morning. both of these things javier finds incredibly charming, and if he ever does wake up when/before kieran does (incredibly rare), this is his pov (right before he tries to kiss kieran’s face off and gets shoved away with a sleepy giggle that only bolsters his aggression);

nsfw under the cut !

and how could i resist a chance to finally talk about this ;3€ ?? i’ll try to keep them fluffy !

(context, i hc both of them as tguys usually (though im content with writing javier as amab too), with both of them being absolute, unabashed switches. they have little preferences anywhere in terms of bottoming/topping, though kieran has a preference for subbing, and javier has no qualms with domming more frequently.)

• as much raunchy, animalistic sex that javieran have, they have double as much slow, loving, tender sex. and most times between, they’re having raunchy, loving, animalistic sex.

• javi loves to turn kieran’s brain off, he loves more than anything to make kieran feel so overwhelmingly pleasured that he forgets everything that ever has, ever could, or ever will happen to him. nothing gets javier off quite like seeing the face of bliss kieran makes when all he can think about is javier’s mouth/hands/cock working overtime just to make him feel good.

• both of them i think are quite vocal when they’re able to be, and kieran tends to be vocal whether he’s supposed to be or not. both of them often dissolve into whimpers and “i love you”s and praise like “you feel/sound/taste so good” by the end. their love for each other has a carnal grasp on every aspect of their sex lives as well <3 so they’re always speaking so sweetly to each other, even if the way they growl it seems violent

• javier LOVES love bites. he loves to mark kieran up and he especially loves to bite and lick and suck on his neck, not only because of the primal aspect of his jugular being so close (as well as the warmth of his pulse thrumming against his mouth), but also because it arouses kieran to the point of making him shiver nearly every time. javier has permission to bite him hard, but it’s pretty rare that he ever does, and it’s only late into their relationship does javier feel like it will be more pleasure for him than it would just be pain. sometimes he can’t help it though, he’ll get so worked up that he just latches on and the way that kieran tightens around him is mind-numbing.

• unironically i think kieran is a GREAT soft dom, and that is something that javier generally had never experienced prior to getting with kieran. javi thinks it’s hot to be man-handled and roughed up, and kieran can do his very best (despite the constant guilt and fear) if javier is really feeling it, but where he really excels is soft domming. once the nerves melt off, he’s so gentle with javier that it makes the latter’s skin hot all over. constantly praising him, cooing at him, asking him nicely, rewarding him for good behavior, all the while touching him oh-so-gently, it all makes javier feel so awkward but so, so good. kieran makes him feel so loved and worshipped that the world in which he has anything to question simply just fades away, and all he has to think about is doing what meager tasks kieran asks of him.

• they find so much peace in each other’s bodies. in every rib and wrinkle and sunspot, these two will spend hours simply exploring and enjoying the body of the other in whatever the closest form of “privacy” they can manage to acquire. turns out, kieran has sunspots all over him. turns out, javier has a keloid scar on the back of his bicep. turns out, kieran has a mole on his scalp right where his part is (this is canon btw i saw it once when i was studying him in photo mode like a specimen in a petri dish), and javier has back dimples, and kieran’s ribs stutter and dance beautifully when he laughs, and the flex of javier’s thighs warps his skin like a marble statue. javier escuella and kieran duffy love like artists, and they spend hours just learning and looking and studying each other, like a painter with his muse, like a writer with his words, like the last things they want to see while they’re dying are all the hours they spent learning the beauty of the other.

i could honestly come up with more but it would never leave my drafts, so i hope u like these that i came up with as quick as i could :’) ! i hope you’re feeling better and have gotten some good rest !! thank you for the ask !!!!!

[nowaysguidetothebestkeptsecrets]

Wonders of Norway: A Traveller's Guide to the Best Kept Secrets

By John Kirby, G. Soliven From BSIT-1A

Imagine a land of stunning fjords, majestic mountains, and vibrant cities under the shimmering Northern Lights. Norway is not just a destination; it's my dream vacation, a place I long to explore one day. Though I’m currently studying and can’t visit just yet, this guide will unveil the hidden gems of this Scandinavian paradise for when I can finally embark on my journey. Whether you're an outdoor enthusiast, a history buff, or simply seeking tranquillity in nature, Norway has something special for everyone. Let’s embark on this journey to discover the wonders of Norway!

Norway’s Outdoor Adventure

Why Norway Is Perfect for Adventure Travelers

Norway is often referred to as a dream destination for adventure travellers. The varied landscapes provide a rich diversity of outdoor activities, including hiking, biking, skiing, kayaking, and rock climbing. There’s no shortage of thrilling experiences to be had in Norway's great outdoors!

When I think of my future travels, I can already envision myself immersed in nature, taking in all that Norway has to offer:

Mountain Climbing

With over 600 mountains, Norway is a paradise for climbers. Galdhøpiggen, the highest peak at 8,100 feet, promises breathtaking views for those ready to take on the challenge.

Rafting

For adrenaline seekers, white-water rafting on Norway’s majestic rivers is a must. From beginner-friendly experiences to thrilling rapids, there’s an adventure for everyone.

Dog Sledding

In the winter, dog sledding is an unforgettable experience. Imagine gliding through snow-covered landscapes in Tromsø, led by a team of e nergetic huskies!

Reference Top Destinations/Activities

Activities and Nature Attractions

Norway is filled with stunning natural beauty and activities for every season. Here are some highlights I dream of experiencing:

Must-See Nature Attractions

Fjords: Exploring the iconic fjords like Geirangerfjord and Nærøyfjord, both UNESCO World Heritage Sites, is at the top of my list.

Northern Lights: Witnessing the magical Aurora Borealis in places like Tromsø during winter is a dream come true.

Midnight Sun: I can already imagine the surreal experience of the sun never setting during summer in northern Norway.

Waterfalls: Visiting breath-taking waterfalls like Vettisfossen, the tallest in Norway, would be a highlight of my trip.

Family-Friendly Activities

Norway also offers many activities suitable for families, from outdoor adventures to cultural experiences, making it a wonderful place to visit for everyone.

Reference

Cultural Insights

Family Dynamics

Norwegian families tend to be small, valuing independence and equality. Gender roles are balanced, with shared responsibilities in both work and home life, creating a sense of community.

Official Language and Communication

Norwegian is the official language, but most Norwegians speak English, making it easy for travellers like me to communicate and connect with locals. I appreciate the straightforward and warm-hearted nature of Norwegian interactions.

The Norwegian Diet

Traditional Norwegian cuisine includes fish, meat, and hearty bread. While I look forward to trying local delicacies, I know international influences have shaped the modern dining scene, making it diverse and exciting.

Reference Travel Tips

17 Things You Need to Know Before Visiting Norway

Norway is a Scandinavian Country: It consists of Norway, Sweden, and Denmark.

Polar Bears Do Not Walk in the Streets: They’re found in Svalbard, not mainland Norway.

Currency: The Norwegian Krone (NOK) is the currency; most transactions can be done with cards.

Safety: Norway is one of the safest countries to visit, with low crime rates.

Seasons: Norway experiences distinct seasons; plan your visit accordingly.

Wild Camping: Enjoy the freedom of wild camping in nature.

National Parks: Access to national parks is generally free.

Best Salmon: Don’t miss trying Norway’s renowned salmon dishes.

Eating Out: Dining can be expensive; consider grocery shopping for budget-friendly meals.

Northern Lights: Best viewed in northern Norway between October and April.

Travel Distances: Norway is large, so plan your travel time accordingly.

Wildlife: Generally safe; no dangerous animals on mainland Norway.

Norwegian Taco Culture: Tacos are a beloved Friday night tradition!

Diversity of Regions: Each region offers unique landscapes and experiences.

Midnight Sun: Experience 24 hours of daylight in summer.

Community Engagement: Young people often engage in sports and volunteer work.

Language: Understanding basic Norwegian phrases can enhance your experience.

Reference Norway, with its breathtaking landscapes, rich culture, and welcoming atmosphere, is truly my dream vacation destination. From stunning fjords to vibrant cities, I know there’s something for every traveler. I eagerly look forward to exploring this incredible country someday.

I encourage you to consider visiting this amazing destination and share your thoughts or experiences in the comments below. Have you traveled to Norway? What was your favorite part?

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[tavshortfortavern]

Companions with a Tav from Modern Earth

Modern!Tav who still has their things from earth

Characters: Astarion, Gale, Karlach

Astarion

Learns that you have never met another race other than your own and he was the first elf you've met outside of stories, he's all smug that he was the first one you've met and horrified of a world without elves.

"Well darling, how is your first meeting with an elf?" He asks, posing proudly. "Must be a momentous day."

You stare at him up and down. "I thought you'd be taller." He gasps and glares indignantly but you kept making fun of his height

When he mentions not being able to see his reflection, you take a picture of him with your phone. He's alarmed with whatever your doing with that strange device until you show him his picture

"Is that me?" he's stunned, reaching out towards where his image is shown. The curse doesn't take into account digital reflection.

You do your best to explain the cellular device but most importantly the camera feature. You've been using it to snap pictures of places, fantastical scenes in this fantasyland and documenting memories

He listens enraptured. You come to almost regret it bc now said phone frequently goes missing. Astarion having pickpocket it to take selfies or simply admire himself in the screen

Soon your memory is almost full thanks to the selfies he's taking. He remarks you should be thankful to have such gorgeous sights immortalized in your device. He's doing you a favor

You will admit he's gotten real good at taking photos of himself. He'd quickly become a popular social media influencer/model back home.

Found out your little hand mirror could also show his reflection. The way your world made mirrors was without silver and could reflect him. You give it to him freely, as long as it means your phone is stolen less

Genuinely thankful for the gift. Keeps it close to him at all times. You know this when you observe him gazing at himself thru the mirror, touching his face with a look that says he can't quite believe what he's seeing. Quickly earns you a lot of approval.

Asks for your handmade soaps and shampoo made from natural resources you scavenged and bought. It eases the experience of roughing it out in the wild

When he feeds on you the first time, its great but immediately notices something wrong. Your blood tastes different somehow.

You explain microplastics and he's horrified. (but if he canonically gets a taste for Gale's blood, he will for yours)

Gale

Can't wrap his head around a world without magic.

Listens to you explain you and the majority of the population believing magic was a fairy tale and never heard of this 'Weave'

Wants to hear about your world, its history and how its progressing having no magic and only containing humans.

He understands this must be a lot for you and is willing to teach you everything you need to know about Faerun

Always interested in whatever device you pull out. Asking plenty of questions. From your phone to a ballpoint pen. Once spent a day studying the taser you had.

Loves the look of childlike wonder on your face whenever a spell is cast. Even a simple cantrip. Gladly shows off and soaks in the rapt attention you give him whenever he talks about spellcraft.

Helps you out with your own casting, if you obtained the ability to use magic, he could provide a little insight in guiding a new power

Soon you'll be sharing your stationary items. Started with the pen, next the multi-colored ones and so on.

Usually protective over kitchen duties but welcomes you to make dishes from your home world. Some even become a staple in camp.

If you have any soda, don't let him drink without warning him. He'll startle when the fizz hits his tongue and maybe choke.

Understands your homesickness. Being torn from everything you've ever known to a dangerous environment must be a lot. Is very patient when answering your questions even if they seem inane.

Show him pictures and videos of your home and he'd be intrigued, the glass towers, structures that pierce the sky, streets lit with colorful lights, and flying machines. Some parts remind him of Waterdeep.

Karlach

Loves soda and whatever fast food you have. Could go months just eating that if Gale hadn't put his foot down.

Introduce her to rock music and heavy metal. Hypes her up for a fight. Even music that's nice to dance to. Will be dancing a lot in camp. And jamming out.

Also learns you're still new to meeting other races. Thinks its great how your willing to help people you might have been alarmed to see at first and being so open minded to befriend anyone

Sympathetic when your homesick. She has her own experience being sent off into a different plane for years with nothing to connect her to home

You talk about modern medicine back home and heart surgery. Both of you wonder if they could just get her engine out and replace it with a normal heart in a hospital. It's a frequent topic of conversation as you work out the logistics

Is also happy to listen to any stories from your world. From classic fairy tales to history. Asks for them whenever it gets too quiet

Wants to see your world some day. If her engines gets fixed wants to visit and see everything you've told her and places shown in the pcitures in your phone

Photobombs your pictures. Its especially funny when she does it to Astarion trying to take another pic of himself, he complains but never deletes the picture

Will go through your photo album and ask about them. Who are the people your with, what are you doing in this, where is this and whats it like there

[my-darling-boy]

As someone who does medieval reenactment in the US it was super interesting to read about how more modern reenactment across the pond works! Our group(s) tend to be much more casual and events not for the public’s viewing, and also fairly progressive relative to their area- I think the realization has come around to the older generation that they have to be actively inclusive to attract younger folks. Wishing all the best to you and other anon, I hope they can have a good time in the hobby!

If you’re interested in talking about it, could you tell us more about what it’s like to have the general public come to watch you reenact?

Oh that’s so interesting! I do forget there are events that go on not for public viewing. And I agree, I think people are realising if they want reenactments to continue, they need to be more open to the coming generations as they’ll be receiving the torch! What you say does help support one of my points too, that the further you reenact towards the 21st century, the more it strikes an emotional chord with hobbyists and spectators as both world wars are still very much in collective consciousness. People are still moved by stories and ceremonies (hell, even by seeing us in uniform!) because it’s not like this happened 800 years ago, it happened recently enough that there’s still people waiting for battlefield archaeologists to locate the remains of their grandparents from WWI. The pain and the loss are still very much alive, and for some people, especially older people, all of this felt like yesterday. It ties into the public viewings…

I’ve not done every sort of event reenactment has to offer, for me now it’s a lot of public training days with a variety of demonstrations, open period camps, and guided trench exhibitions. But having the public about makes it all the more meaningful? Living history is so important, it humanises people lumped together in textbooks. The stories that people share about the men you’re reenacting or their own parents/grandparents really are quite something. A few times we’ve done a little demonstration of wounded soldiers holding onto each other guided towards rushing nurses and crowds are absolutely captivated. A little girl once approached me and my pals to read a (surprisingly harrowing) letter she had to do for school about what it would be like to write home while in the trenches. Veterans of the regiment we do have watched us at events. Like in terms of medieval reenactment, imagine if you had children of warriors and townspeople watching you reenact members of their families that may have died horrifically barely 100 years ago, like, there’s almost a low-key emotional pressure to try to do as much justice as you can to the role over a little weekend!

I’ll have to get out to a medieval reenactment one day, haven’t been to one in a long time!

[verdemoun]

What happens to camps in modern au? I can definitely see a few becoming tourist attractions. Shady Belle is Shady Belle, this was talked about a million times. But Clemens Point, for example? A calm lake, with a few bridges built, maybe for fishermen? A camping spot with just a few small buildings?

Beaver Hollow, now part of a legally protected forest? I don't mean national park, I'm 99% sure there was a phrase for that. But I think it'd be healing for someone (cough) Charles and Arthur (cough) to go on a hike, looking for Beaver hollow and spending some time there. The cave is probably sealed off due to safety, but probably with a tall fence or something. But the clearing is there. The memories are painful. But it's healing to see it so peaceful. No fights, no fire, no tents that'd remind them of that awful camp.

I think horseshoe overlook wouldn't share that fate though. It's close to a railroad. It probably became one of these small stations in the middle of nowhere (idk we have a lot of those here), but i doubt it'd just be left like that. Especially with limpany close. Maybe it's torn down, or reconstructed as a small tourist attraction in the middle of nowhere. I hc that Valentine is still a relatively small town. Sure, it grew a bit like most towns do, but it's still just a small town. Close enough to Limpany that people go there on a trip, and horseshoe overlook becomes a really cute scenic viewpoint? Something like that.

Colter is in the mountains. No sane person would do much with it. Hikers go there, sure. Maybe some- and i shit you not i just spent 5 minutes trying to remember the name. Maybe those are just a slavic thing. But these small cafes/hotels that are in the middle of a trail for people to rest up? Those? Something near colter? I can see that happening.

GUARMA. GUARMA IS A TOURIST ATTRACTION NOWADAYS AND NO YOU CANNOT CONVINCE ME IT'S NOT.

All of your asks are like a 1v1 where I have to write more than you.

Clemens Point becomes a very kitschy beach and tourist attraction for its naturally calm water, with long piers/bridges letting you walk out to most of the islands (with massive environmental impacts, the iguana population wiped out, and the islands themselves little more than sandbars) . Almost the entire shoreline has a timber walking platform. The field that once housed Clint and Clive's livestock sales is now a beachside campground instead of the point itself. At the point itself there are public bbqs and a viewing platform with a tiny plaque saying that 'Dutch's gang' were believed to have camped there in the early era.

Beaver Hollow is a nature preserve! Even Elysium Lake still looks semi-natural with the exception of a few lake-side holiday homes owned by millionaires who could afford to build on such hellishly sloped terrain. Arthur was mortified to learn people were swimming in the lake. While seeing the wilderness and trail trees nearby still growing, untouched and in place, was comforting, the cave itself has become a hiking hotspot and is well-lit with walking ropes and guided tours. It was very uncomfortable to see an overly enthusiastic man in his late teens give a speech about how it was believed the VDLs used the cave as an escape during the legendary assault on Beaver Hollow. But Charles and Arthur found peace hiding the mountain that had been the site of Arthur's last stand, which is now called the Arthur's Seat trail. They got to sit together amongst the red flowers where Arthur had once taken his last breath, share a bottle of whiskey, and then hike back down knowing they could go home to their little cluttered house and the gang waiting for them.

Horseshoe Overlook is private land, with someone building a McMansion on the site. The gang can no longer access it, but they looked at the property on google maps and were delighted to tell Kieran the tree he was tied to has been torn down. There is no mention of the VDLs having ever been at Horseshoe Overlook, but the bar in Valentine that Cornwall cornered them at is still standing and is very much a hotspot for vanderlindonians (middle-aged men who obsess over the gang).

Colter somehow became a ski lodge with only the original church restored and graves (including Davey's) still standing. There is also a plaque saying it is believed the VDLs had stayed in the area while escaping the law in 1899. Jack and Isaac took a selfie with it, even though Jack was too young to remember and Isaac - well, wasn't there. Isaac proceeded to break his arm skiing.

You make a literature major look at a map, you bastard. Guarma we know is the second island east of Cuba. Looking at maps, cross referencing the history of island sugar plantations, Guarma was most likely based off Puerto Rico. So yes it is absolutely a tourist destination. Dutch went with Habitat for Humanity (under Annabelle's supervision) and still complained about the humidity. Bill and Mac went on a romantic getaway only for Bill to hate it and want to go home. Javier and Kieran went and absolutely loved it (Kieran was drunk the entire trip and flexed his spanish (while drunk (which was... not good))). Arthur and Charles took Isaac and proceeded to lose him multiple times to bars and dances. By the end of the trip they kept him on a monkey backpack. Charles made many jokes about Arthur's complaints about Guarma and Arthur complained in response that it was very different back then.

[hoboblaidd]

"you can go back to sleep. it's safe."

Rare was the time Solas fell asleep without realizing it. It was a trick he'd pulled on countless others in the past, drawing someone unwillingly into the Fade while their waking body slumped into an unnatural slumber.

He'd been subjected to it precious few times in the past, and then only ever at the hands of an evanuris. The loss of his control was disorienting, and the Fade for a moment felt as unfamiliar to him as modern Thedas. It was an emptiness Solas felt with a tight grip of fear on his heart.

Confusion here led to danger, and an emotion like fear even moreso. Already wisps gathered around him, inquisitive and, as yet, harmless. At the edges of his mind, he felt more powerful spirits take notice of a lost dreamer.

But this was still the Fade, his natural home and as part of him as breathing. Solas may walk its disparate paths now with heavy feet or as a shade of the Wolf, rather than, how had the Iron Bull put it? 'Flap your arms and zip around in there?’ Amusing, and closer to the truth than Bull had realized. But no matter his shape, Solas could bend its paths to his will, and call on spirits to guide him as he traversed the channels he made.

If this forced dream was some Venatori somniari’s doing, it would be a very short-lived victory.

Before he could effectively investigate this, he needed to ground himself. He'd guided enough unwilling dreamers through it in the past, when the evanuris used it as a tool of control. Or even in the intervening years since when he was exhausted and traveled as barely more than a lupine shade, stumbling across mortals ensnared by Tevinter dreamers. The process was the same, mortal or otherwise. If they could manage it, so too could that which was once called Wisdom.

He went through the process methodically.

Where was he when he fell asleep? The Storm Coast of Ferelden, in an Inquisition camp atop a rocky outcropping, with unrelenting rain and cold air from the sea battering their tents. He pushed on the Fade to take that shape. The wind whistled around him and he tasted salt in the air from the ocean's runoff.

Was he alone when he fell asleep? The others were around them. His Inquisitor laughing at some cryptic observation Cole made about Dorian and the Iron Bull. Varric and Cassandra bickering as she helped raise his tent. He focused on that noise, and the sound of Varric's wry retorts echoed around him, the sound of his Inquisitor's unflattering snort of laughter, Cole's stuttering confusion at a joke he did not realize he'd told.

What was he doing when he fell asleep? He...could not remember. Confusion, fear, and more spirits congregated around him. He pushed past the emotions once again, firmly sticking to the logic game he forced himself back into. What was the last thing he did remember doing? Sitting with little Nanna Amell. He let out a slow exhale, and the Fade softened around him, as she so often softened him. Sitting with Nanna, sharing a rare fond memory from her days in Ferelden's Circle. A smile that reached her eyes, and one he always returned. Asleep in a place of peace, then.

Grounded, he held out his hand. The Fade shimmered as he called forth stone over the memory of the muddy ground of Ferelden. He set foot before foot, and the wisps became guides rather than curiosities. The spirits at the edges of his mind calmed as he did, and the path winded through the amalgamation of the Storm Coast back to the waking world.

Solas.

He started, and his careful reconstruction and control of the Fade slipped. The salty air of the Waking Sea soured on his tongue. Varric's voice distorted into a tremble of the earth he had not felt since they first took these bodies, the Inquisitor's laugh rose into a cry as Andruil crushed a village in retaliation for his actions. The soft look in Nanna's eyes blackened and her fond memory was choked by the blight.

But so, too, did the wisps around him flee, and the push of the greater spirits dissipated. He was in the presence of something that far outshone them. Something he had not thought to feel again, because he had run from it. One of them. The greatest of them. And his instinct was to run from her.

It was not her voice, or at least, not as he remembered it. It had been so long that even the shape of her felt distant. But he felt her as readily as when they'd simply been Wisdom and Benevolence. The press of her arm against his as they watched his first sunrise. A voice guiding him to the Titan blood he would shape into their dagger. The hand on his face as she admonished him for betraying her but declared that her steadfast love and friendship had never waned in spite of it. The ripple of her murder echoing across the Fade to the Lighthouse.

"Mythal?" His voice was small in the sudden, vast nothingness around him. There was no ground or sky. He could not force a path, or call on spirits to guide him. He had no control, and in the emptiness there was now only him.

Why have you not looked for me?

He had, once, when first he'd woken. He'd felt her impossible presence in the world and sought her out in the memories of the Fifth Blight. From Kinloch Hold to the Korcari Wilds he'd searched for her. He'd found the memory of something like her, a human woman in a swamp who spoke with two voices. It had morphed into a memory of a pendant given to another human to take to the same Waking Sea he now slept before. Asha'bellanar, it had spoken to him, and beckoned him to cross the ocean for her.

And he hadn't.

I have waited for you. Why have you not come for me?

Because he did not recognize her in that human woman. And perhaps, it was because when he'd first woken into a world without any evanuris, a small part of him had rejoiced before the full extent of the calamity of the Veil became known to him. They were free. He had won. His work was at last done.

I wait for you. Why do you not come to me?

"I can't," he whispered.

Ever you make the wrong choice, old friend.

Solas started awake with a gasp, quiet and contained, but there, and lurched upright. His heart pounded and his breath stuck fast in his throat. He reached beside him with a shaking hand for Lavellan’s arm. She was always there when he woke, the smell of her hair against his face, softly snoring where her nose pressed into his neck, and her eternally cold feet laced below his legs for warmth.

But she was not there.

He dug his heel into the sand, feeling its damp sharpness cut into his skin. He gazed sharply above, like a beast cornered and looking for escape, but though there was no sky, a red tarp flapped overhead with the wind. The air tasted of salt, gulls called to each other. Night had fallen outside, the fires doused and heating runes glowing beneath each tent. The pale light of a waning moon cut through some of the dark clouds carrying the storm.

Awake, he thought. Most likely awake.

He felt a light touch on his arm and he turned sharply

"You can go back to sleep," said Nanna. "It's safe."

It wasn't. It could not be further from the truth. His fist clenched tightly until his knuckles whitened, and he used the slight pain to ground himself, even as his chest tightened and his breath came unevenly. He felt a spirit congregate just outside the tent, but he recognized Compassion. Cole had felt his distress, and he felt a slight softening of the tension stealing his voice.

"I apologize, Nanna," Solas said as if nothing had happened. But usually he called her da'len. Saying her name made her feel more real. "I must have drifted off." Judging by the height of the moon in the night sky, it would have been hours. "I would...prefer to stay awake awhile instead if," he paused. It had been so long since he asked for something like companionship that it felt foreign. Solas smiled to disguise his hesitation, but it did not reach his eyes. "If you would like to continue your story." Easier to put the onus back on her instead of admitting that he desperately needed to hear someone else talk, to chase the voice from his dreams and keep him here. His hands still shook. "You were telling me of your friend, Evune. I’d like to hear more.”

[bouncybongfairy]

The Connection of Water Part 2

Percy Jackson x Water Nymph Reader

Summary: Your relationship with Percy is beginning to flourish, which causes some jealousy from Naylene. You explain that because you were raised by a full blooded water nymph, this meant you didn’t have any contact with the modern world. After learning this, Percy takes you to the city and indulges you in the first time you’ve ever been to a mall.

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When you woke up in the morning, most of the girls were already up. Once you started getting ready, you had three little girls asking you about what happened when you left with Percy. You told them you went for a walk, which wasn't entirely a lie, and satisfied their curiosity. You felt well rested and optimistic about today. You really wanted to learn more about the camp and how things were running around here. Percy was telling you about different competitions the camp hosts. After getting dressed, you make your way down to the canteen for breakfast. You pulled your hair into a ponytail as you walked. Once you got to the outdoor picnic tables, it didn't take long. They haven't issued you any camp t-shirts, so you wore the one Percy loaned to you. Percy motioned you over to sit at his table, which you did. 

"Hey, how'd you sleep?" he asked. 

"Great actually, I thought I might be uncomfortable because you know, a new place away from home, but it was fine," you said. 

After eating breakfast, Chiron gave you five camp half-blood tee-shirts, which you appreciated. It made you feel better to be wearing what everyone else was wearing. It gave you a sense of camaraderie. Not to mention Naylene was giving you dirty looks non-stop. You were pretty sure it was because you had not only gotten close with Percy, but wearing his clothes. You push that aside and head back to your cabin to change your clothes. Even though you missed your dad and sisters, you were so happy that the cabin you ended up being assigned to was so peaceful; everyone was so kind and caring. After changing, you make your way to one of the common areas, unfortunately there weren't any activities planned today. Just general combat training, but other than that, it was going to be an uneventful day. You make your way to a picnic table where Percy and a couple other campers were hanging out. 

"One of the things I've been missing about the modern world is going to malls. Even if you only went there to eat and walk around it was still always really fun," one camper remarked. 

"What's a mall?" you asked, which caused everyone to furrow their brows. 

"Wait you- have you ever like, see the modern world?" Grover asked.

"Well, I was raised by my dad and he's a full blooded water nymph and was extremely uh, paranoid about mortals and modern society. The only times he would leave the lake was to get certain medicines and foods. Oh he would also get our birthday presents from mortal commerce," you said. 

"Wow, and I thought I was isolated from the modern world," Annabeth said. 

"So you've never been to school, or movies or anything like that?" Percy asked. 

"No, I'm sure if my dad was mortal I would have but that's not how the cards were dealt," you said playing with the two roses on your necklace. 

After hanging out at the table for a while you departed and made your way to the lake. You stripped your shirt and jeans off and dove into the water. You let yourself float still for a couple moments, taking in all the sounds underneath the water. The water rushing pasted your ears or the frogs making ribbiting noises. You lay flat on your back, slightly above the floor of the lake. You looked up and gazed at the sun breaking through the surface, it was really beautiful. You swim around slowly, guiding yourself through the water. The water was cold but not in an overwhelming way, it felt more refreshing than anything. You were surprised by how big the lake was, it felt like you could swim for miles without stopping. You take a break from swimming and let the current take you, suddenly you feel something grab you by the back of your shoulders. You jump and whip yourself around to see what holds you. You let out a sigh when you see that it's Percy, he was laughing so hard that his face was covered with bubbles. You laughed and shoved his shoulder. You pulled your hair out of the ponytail that it was in and started swimming circles around him. He reached his hand out and let his fingertips graze the end of your tail. You stopped in front of him and made eye contact, he moved the charms from your necklace out of your face after they floated up. He signed the word beautiful which made your jaw drop. Most water nymphs can use sign language because it's the most effective way to communicate under the water. 

I didn't know you could sign.

Chiron has been teaching me just in case I need to in combat.

How did you know where I was?

Your tail is stark white, and when it hits the sun, you look like a ball of light.

You smiled at him and put your hand on his chest, he gently grabbed your wrist and pulled you in for a quick kiss before pulling away. After swimming around with each other for a while you decided to take a break, sitting on top of the large rock that the other naiads used to bask in the sun. You used your fingers to brush your hair out slightly, Percy was sitting with his elbows on his knees. His skin was so pale in comparison to his black hair which was even darker if possible while it was wet. You didn't realize how long you'd been in the water until you saw that the sun was setting. You were about to make small talk when Naylene and Madison jumped onto the rock. 

"My Gods, I had no idea your tail was white, it's beautiful," Madison said.

"Oh then-" you started but were interrupted.

"So Y|N, how's the dream house. Are you able to tell your sisters apart under all that hair?" she asked. 

"Yeah everyones really nice, it's nice to be around girls who don't feel the need to compete with each other. They were all super welcoming," you jabbed back and suddenly as you could. Naylene was about to respond but before she could Percy began to speak. 

"We actually have to get back to my cabin but it was nice seeing you both, let's go Y|N," he said standing up and diving into the water. 

"Look I don't know who you think you were, I guess you think wearing a shirt with his last name on it makes you queen of the sea or something. Percy and I are almost a thing and I swear to the God's if you fuck that up you'd better watch your back," 

"Naylene!" Madison said as she jumped off the rock into the water, "I'm sorry she's normally bitchy but I don't know what's wrong with her lately. I'll see you around," she finished jumping off the rock. 

You were a bit taken back by what Naylene said, it was like her words went down your throat and created a pit in your stomach. Percy popped out of the water as you were about to lower yourself into the water from the bottom of the rock. He set his hand on your tail and looked up at you. His eyelashes were clumped together because of the water, his eyes were dazzling. He asked you if everything was alright and you reassured him that it was. After hopping back into the water, Percy grabbed your hands and pulled you on top of him. You were lying chest to chest, he then used a current that propelled you both towards his cabin. You laughed and rested your arms on his chest, helping steer in the right direction with your tail. His hair was slightly covering his eyes because of the momentum of the water. This made you laugh and prompted you to kiss him on the chin. Once you got to the dock that was attached from his cabin he got up first and then pulled you by the shoulders onto the dock. He picked you up and carried you over to his bed that had a huge towel draped over it. He then handed you another towel, you used this to dry your hair and tail. 

"Thank you," you said. 

"No worries," he said while using a towel to dry his hair, he then sat down on his office chair before continuing, "so you really never seen the mortal world?" he asked. 

"No, like I said my dad told us about it but not very much," you explain. 

"Can I take you?" he asked. 

"When?" you asked slightly skeptical about these plans. 

"Tonight." he said matter of factly.

"Is that even allowed?" you asked, finishing up with drying your hair and moving your attention to your tail. 

"Well like Chiron told you, they can't force us to stay here and we are allowed to go into the modern world to get toiletries, clothes and other necessities," he said. 

"But at designated times right?" you asked, finally standing up, now that your legs had finally emerged. 

"Well yeah but I-," he took a big sigh and walked over towards you, pulling his tee-shirt over your head, "I really like you and I know we just met and I respect if you think we're moving too fast like really I do get it. Today when I went into the water you were literally sparkling, you moved with such fluidity and grace. You are so striking and I just can't keep my eyes off you, you're so kind and genuine and I love that. It may be selfish but I want to be the one with you when you experience the world," he said, wrapping his arms around your waist, you looked up at him and smiled. You weren't quite sure what to say so your heart generated an answer before your brain could. 

"I would love to come with you but I am a bit scared," you said resting your arms on his shoulders. 

"It's okay, I grew up around mortals until I came here. Not to brag or anything but I know my way around," he said kissing the top of your head before continuing, "let's get ready yeah?" he asked and you nodded, letting your head rest on his bare chest listening to his heart beating. It made you giggle when you noticed that his heartbeat was fast. 

~

After you left Percy's cabin, you walked back to yours to get your backpack. One of the older girls asked you where you were going as you were shoving different things into your bag. You told her you were going for a late night swim because you were used to sleeping in water rather than a mattress. She bought it and rolled over before falling back asleep. Your heart was racing thinking about going into a real city. You dad always told you stories about buildings taller than trees and all the different shops and people. Even though your dad did explain the glorious upsides to the modern world he didn't leave out the dangers that came right along with it. How mortals are extremely judgemental and can be so cruel when it comes to beings who are different. This scared you but you knew as long as you concealed any mystical aspect of yourself, everything would be fine. It also brought comfort to you knowing that Percy had extensive knowledge of the modern world. You finally made it to his cabin where he was also gathering his things into a backpack. You knocked as you walked in which made Percy jump and you laugh. He let out a sigh and slung his bag over his shoulders, asking if you were ready to go. You nodded your head and started towards the entrance of camp. Percy fills you in on how during this time of night they start training new campers to become guards; this means that the front gate won't be as heavily guarded as it normally would be. Hand in hand you slip right past the entrance of the gate. After walking in the woods for a while you both talk and giggle with each other, you guys finally reach a train station. 

"Have you ever been on a train?" Percy asked you as he bought your tickets. 

"No but my dad told me about them because he used to ride one to get into town," you said. 

"Well I'll be here for your first time," you blushed and followed him onto the train car.

When you saw Percy hand the worker green bills you immediately recognized it from when you left home. Before the dove symbol appears over your head your dad helped you pack a bag and gave you a fabric drawstring bag with similar green paper inside. When you asked your dad what it was, he told you not to worry about it and not to lose it. You pulled the small velvet bag out of your backpack and showed Percy to ask what it was, his eyes widened when he saw.

"Where did you get all that?" he asked while counting it. 

"My dad gave it to me before I left home," you said, setting your bag down by your feet. 

"150 bucks," he said before folding the stack and putting it back in the bag.

"Is that a lot in terms of human money?" you asked as he handed the cash back to you. 

"Yeah it's a nice chunk of change," he said. 

"Oh okay, where are we going again? I know we're going to the city but what are we gonna do?" you asked. 

"I was thinking we could go to this mall I used to ditch class to go to. It's called ShopLand Plaza, it's really cool. It had a carousel and a lot of different places to eat and alot of cool stores," he said, wrapping his arm around you. 

You ended up falling asleep for the hour and a half ride there. Percy woke you up 10 minutes before you needed to get off the train at your stop. You were grateful because it gave you time to collect yourself before going into modern society for the first time. You grabbed your backpack and stood up with Percy, following him towards the train door. He grabbed your hand to help you off, and you were a little overwhelmed to say the least. It was loud; music blasting from a couple different directions, children screaming and of course just the loud sound of the subway. It wasn't until he led you up the concrete stairs that you felt better about coming. Percy told you it was only a 15 minute walk to the mall, as you walked you were slowly taking in your surroundings. All the billboards and people with crazy styles of mohawks that were two feet tall and colored every color you could think of. Or the most beautiful woman you'd ever seen, she was wearing a white fur coat with bright pink lipstick and was holding a cat that had a bedazzled harness on. It didn't take you long before getting to ShopLand. Once you walked in, the smell of food was one of the first things that you noticed once you walked inside. 

"Let's eat, I'm starving," he said, taking you by the hand and leading you to the restaurants that were lined up along the wall. 

Percy ended up deciding on Chinese which you were very excited to try. It was amazing, your dad had made rice before but adding egg, carrots, and peas made it that much better. It was the first time you'd ever had broccoli beef and you fell harder for it than you did Percy. After you guys ate, you started walking around, wandering into different stores. You got to the Disney store and when you saw The Little Mermaid doll you completely lost it. You had no idea that there was any type of representation of water nymphs in mainstream media. It made you a bit confused because your dad said mortals had an negative outlook on mythical beings but seeing pop culture yourself gives you a different story. Percy bought you the Prince Eric and Little Mermaid plushies which kept you blushing for a solid 30 minutes. You then followed him as he walked into a store called Zumiez, he was browsing the Thrasher's magazines. You held onto his arm and rested your head on his shoulder. You got bored after a while and noticed they sold bathing suit tops which you needed. As you looked around you noticed a store employee walk up to you and start a conversation. 

"So uh, are you looking for anything in particular?" he asked, taking a sip out of his plastic cup. 

"Oh yeah, I'm looking for a bathing suit," you said, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear. 

"Oh yeah for sure, are you like a model or something? I just asked because you're incredibly gorgeous so I- '' before he could finish his comment the drink he was holding had dropped causing water to spill all over him. He quickly made an excuse before rushing into the back room, when you turned around and saw Percy standing behind you a smile crept onto your face. He walked over to you and wrapped his arms around your shoulders as you looked through the bathing suit tops.

"Was that you? How did you know it was water in his cup?" you asked after deciding on a purple top, matching the one on the Ariel plush. 

"Yes it was and I didn't. I just hoped and prayed to the Gods that it was water," he said, giving you a kiss on your cheek. 

After you purchased your top and Percy got his magazines you started making your way out of the mall and towards the subway. Before you left however you had Auntie Annes for the first time and your eyes practically rolled into the back of your head when you took your first bite, washing it down with a frozen strawberry lemonade. You made it in time for the train and as you sat you looked up at him and tapped him on the shoulder. 

"I have a question and you can't laugh at me," you said which made a smirk appear on his face. 

"Okay, go ahead," he said. 

"What's a model?" you asked which made him laugh, you couldn't help but join him before entering a food coma for the rest of the ride home. 

[followurarts11]

Top Art Classes in Singapore

Top Art Classes in Singapore 

Top Art Classes in Singapore: Discover Creativity at Follow ur Arts Studio

Singapore is home to a thriving arts scene that nurtures creativity in both children and adults. Among the numerous art schools and programs in the city, one name consistently stands out: Follow ur Arts Studio. If you are searching for high-quality, engaging, and professionally guided art classes, then Follow ur Arts Studio is your destination. This article explores why Follow ur Arts Studio is among the top art classes in Singapore and how it is shaping the next generation of artists.

Why Art Education Matters

Art is not merely a hobby—it's a powerful tool for self-expression, cognitive development, and emotional well-being. Numerous studies have shown that art education improves focus, enhances problem-solving skills, and boosts overall academic performance in children. For adults, it offers a therapeutic outlet and a space to explore personal creativity. At Follow ur Arts Studio, these benefits are at the heart of their curriculum, making them a leader among the top art classes in Singapore.

Follow ur Arts Studio: A Hub of Artistic Excellence

What sets Follow ur Arts Studio apart is its commitment to quality education, guided by experienced instructors who blend classical techniques with modern creative practices. Whether your child is just starting to explore their artistic side or you’re an adult looking to refine your skills, Follow ur Arts Studio offers structured programs tailored to various age groups and skill levels.

From sketching and painting to mixed media and digital art, Follow ur Arts Studio provides a comprehensive range of classes that are both educational and enjoyable. This balanced approach is why many consider it one of the top art classes in Singapore.

Experienced and Passionate Instructors

A defining feature of Follow ur Arts Studio is its team of passionate, professionally trained instructors. Each member brings years of experience in both teaching and practicing art. Their goal is not just to teach techniques but to inspire creativity and build confidence in every student.

The instructors at Follow ur Arts Studio understand that every child is unique. Their patient and nurturing approach ensures that each student feels supported, encouraged, and free to express themselves creatively. This individual attention is another reason why Follow ur Arts Studio ranks high among the top art classes in Singapore.

Customized Programs for All Ages

Art education is not one-size-fits-all. Follow ur Arts Studio offers a range of tailored programs to meet the diverse needs of its students:

Kids' Foundation Program: Introduces basic art techniques and encourages imaginative exploration.

Intermediate Workshops: Designed for students with foundational knowledge looking to improve their skills.

Adult Classes: Focuses on refining technique, developing a personal style, and building portfolios.

Holiday Camps & Thematic Workshops: Perfect for school breaks, these sessions provide focused learning with fun themes.

Each program at Follow ur Arts Studio is crafted to provide a holistic art education experience, reinforcing its place among the top art classes in Singapore.

A Space Designed for Creativity

The physical environment of a studio significantly impacts the learning experience. Follow ur Arts Studio is designed with this in mind. The studio space is bright, spacious, and inspiring—an ideal setting for nurturing creativity.

With high-quality materials, state-of-the-art tools, and a peaceful ambiance, students at Follow ur Arts Studio can fully immerse themselves in the creative process. This conducive atmosphere is yet another reason why it is recognized among the top art classes in Singapore.

Proven Results and Happy Students

Success stories from students and parents speak volumes about the impact of Follow ur Arts Studio. Many young artists have gone on to win art competitions, secure scholarships, and gain admission to prestigious art institutions—all with the guidance of Follow ur Arts Studio.

Parents consistently praise the studio for its structured yet flexible programs, engaging teaching methods, and the visible improvement in their children’s confidence and skills. Testimonials reinforce the fact that Follow ur Arts Studio is not just an art school—it’s a transformative experience, placing it firmly among the top art classes in Singapore.

Embracing Modern and Traditional Techniques

Follow ur Arts Studio prides itself on offering a balanced curriculum that respects the classical roots of art while embracing contemporary practices. Students learn foundational skills such as perspective, shading, and color theory alongside newer methods like digital illustration and mixed media.

This combination ensures that learners receive a well-rounded education. By staying updated with global art trends while maintaining strong fundamentals, Follow ur Arts Studio continues to set the benchmark for the top art classes in Singapore.

Community and Collaboration

Art thrives in a collaborative environment. At Follow ur Arts Studio, students are encouraged to engage in peer learning, participate in group projects, and display their work in community exhibitions. These opportunities not only boost confidence but also foster a sense of belonging and teamwork.

Through seasonal art shows and parent-student showcases, Follow ur Arts Studio celebrates each artist’s journey, solidifying its reputation among the top art classes in Singapore.

Convenient Location and Flexible Schedules

Located in a central and easily accessible area, Follow ur Arts Studio is convenient for families across Singapore. The studio offers flexible scheduling options, including weekend and evening classes, to accommodate school and work commitments.

This convenience, coupled with exceptional instruction, makes Follow ur Arts Studio a top choice among the top art classes in Singapore.

Affordable Excellence

Despite offering high-caliber instruction, Follow ur Arts Studio remains committed to making art education accessible. With competitive pricing and value-packed programs, the studio ensures that quality art training is within reach for all.

This balance of affordability and excellence is why Follow ur Arts Studio consistently ranks among the top art classes in Singapore.

Why Follow ur Arts Studio Should Be Your First Choice

If you're looking for a place where creativity is nurtured, skills are honed, and every student is treated with respect and care, then Follow ur Arts Studio is the answer. With a proven track record, passionate educators, and a commitment to excellence, it’s no wonder that Follow ur Arts Studio is repeatedly listed among the top art classes in Singapore.

Choosing the right art class is an important decision. Whether you're a parent looking to enrich your child’s development or an adult seeking a creative outlet, Follow ur Arts Studio offers the perfect environment to grow and thrive as an artist.

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Don’t wait to unlock your or your child’s artistic potential. Join the community at Follow ur Arts Studio and experience why it’s celebrated as one of the top art classes in Singapore. Enroll today, and take the first step toward a more creative, confident, and colorful future.

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[skullsandp0tions]

short blurb for now. Brainrot if you will. (Charles x AFAB!Reader

Charles never liked ‘modern society’. He had no problem with people and could talk about almost anything, but he didn’t find his people. People who agreed with him or even wanted to look at him despite the color of his skin. Instead he was met with judging or even disgusted glares, women forcing their children away from him to make sure they didn’t get infected, as if skin color travels through touch.

His parents were both treated the same way all throughout his childhood, his mom being a native and his father african american helped little. His father struggled getting jobs and his mother struggled with the smallest tasks like going to the store and buying groceries without being harrassed. This made Charles, even as a child, very quiet. He strayed away from conversation for the longest time, and then his mother was captured by soldiers a couple years later and was never seen again. At that time Charles was only around 13, and since his father turned to alcohol and other addictions, he decided to leave.

He’d wandered the country for quite a while before finally falling in with the gang. Remaining as quiet as before. He had no reason to talk to many of them other than to reply shortly or ask questions. Arthur was one, if not the only, person he could have a genuine conversation with. Micah had, well, the opposite effect. The gang was becoming his home, his family. Sure he didn’t like or agree with some of them but he respected all of them. Apart from Micah.

And then there was you.

He didn’t pay you any mind the first months but he grew accustomed to your presence following him around or watching him work. It made him calm, it felt like the weight on his shoulders from his past and concern for the future lifted, allowing him to breathe properly without his chest restricting him.

You were warm, like the sun in human form. So beautiful and warm yet the fear of being burnt if he got too close remained in his head, which was why he didn’t let himself think like that. Every time you laughed he engraved it in his head, he could hear it wherever he went, always being able to recognize specifically that laugh. How you laughed when mocking someone or when you found something genuinely funny were two different sounds. He knew them by heart.

He knew all of your scars on your hands and how they felt against his skin every time you’d help him patch up despite his attempts at shutting the idea down, you didn’t know it, but the only reason he didn’t want you to patch him up was due to the fear of falling deeper. He was worried that if he felt your hands on his skin, that he’d slip up and tumble down further into his brain that was already filled about you, and he did. Now that’s all he thinks about; about the scars, and how you got them, the soft skin of your palm but also the almost angelic softness of your fingertips when they ghosted over his hands. He had you in his head 24/7.

Charles never liked people. Always straying towards the woods where the animals roamed and his ethnicity burnt the strongest. Yet after meeting you, he stayed around camp 7 times out of 10. From joining you and the others at the campfire and listening to Javier play, to dragging you out to the woods to teach you how to properly hunt. Of course he needed you to know how to hunt, but being able to guide the posture of your soft body was an added bonus. It became something he looked forward to every week.

He had no reason to pretend not to be excited, not when he saw how happy it made you to see him enjoy your company. It made his heart jump up to his throat and all he could do was give a slightly dopey smile every time, and then you’d laugh at him with that warm laugh, the laugh that he wouldn’t forget for years to come.

You were his purpose.

[cursedfortune]

@puckish-rogue

Walk, walk, stumble, walk, pause, walk, stumble, stumble - collapse. Was that the pattern she felt? Her head slowly fell to one side as she pondered the distant soul that had been moving through the forest she called home. It wasn't unusual for people to become lost, even in the modern era. This forest spanned many miles in all directions - it wasn't a pleasant stroll for hikers. It wasn't a camping trip that lasted a few days, no. Only if one stayed within the outskirts. The forest spanned for weeks, should one travel on foot.

Mortem absentmindedly noticed them once and forgot about them. It wasn't until things quieted down that she felt their presence still, making her head turn with a vague twinge of curiosity. Where were they going? Did they even know? There was one trail that cut through the forest and this soul was far from it.

Her tongue clicked against the roof of her mouth. It would seem she'd have to play guide - provided they proved themselves worth saving.

By the time she found him, he was still on the floor of the forest. A few leaves had fallen atop him but otherwise the beasts seemed to leave him be. Lucky for him, perhaps less so for her if this turned out to be a chore. The witch wandered around him, eyeing his clothing as she silently measured him with all the context clues one could find. As he laid unmoving she ventured closer, crouched down to roll him over. Her eyes took in the rest of his outfit, climbing higher to study his face. It took her a few seconds but then it all clicked into place - she had seen this one before. Not personally, of course.

Last time she visited town he had been on the news. A criminal, wasn't he? Did he flee authorities into the forest? Was this some manner of mistake? Either way, he was far from home. Amusement bubbled up as she decided then and there that this may just be fun.

Despite her lithe form, taking his unconscious form home was of little concern. Whenever he'd awake, he'd find himself laid out upon a cot in a corner of her quaint cabin. A room divider was the sole thing providing him some manner of privacy from the witch who lounged upon the couch before the fireplace. Waiting patiently for her latest charge to arise from his slumber.

[kadoo-travels-and-tours]

20 Unforgettable Experiences in Rwanda: Your Ultimate 2025 Guide

Rwanda, the Land of a Thousand Hills, has transformed into one of Africa's most captivating destinations. From misty mountains harboring endangered gorillas to vibrant cultural experiences, here's your definitive guide to the best experiences in Rwanda for 2025.

1. Trek with Mountain Gorillas in Volcanoes National Park

Nothing compares to meeting these gentle giants in their natural habitat. The Volcanoes National Park offers the world's most intimate gorilla trekking experience. Book your permits well in advance – this life-changing adventure remains Rwanda's crown jewel of tourism.

2. Experience the Modern Charm of Kigali

Rwanda's capital is Africa's cleanest city and a model for sustainable urban development. Start at the Kigali Genocide Memorial to understand Rwanda's history, then explore the vibrant street art scene and growing café culture in the Kimihurura and Nyamirambo neighborhoods.

3. Canopy Walk in Nyungwe Forest National Park

Suspend yourself 60 meters above the forest floor on East Africa's highest canopy walkway. This ancient rainforest hosts 13 primate species and over 300 bird species, making it a paradise for nature enthusiasts.

4. Lake Kivu Sunset Cruise

Experience the serene beauty of one of Africa's Great Lakes. The new luxury boats offering sunset cruises from Rubavu (Gisenyi) provide a perfect blend of relaxation and adventure.

5. Visit the Royal Palace Museum in Nyanza

Step back in time at this beautifully preserved traditional palace. The museum's new interactive exhibits for 2025 showcase Rwanda's rich monarchical history.

6. Mountain Biking on the Congo Nile Trail

Adventure seekers can't miss this 227km trail connecting Lake Kivu's stunning coastline. The newly maintained routes for 2025 offer both challenging rides and easier segments for beginners.

7. Explore Akagera National Park

Rwanda's only savannah park is now home to the Big Five. The 2025 night safari programs offer unique opportunities to spot nocturnal wildlife.

8. Traditional Craft Shopping at Caplaki Handicrafts

Support local artisans while picking up authentic Rwandan crafts. The market's new section features workshops where you can learn traditional weaving techniques.

9. Coffee and Tea Experience Tours

Visit Rwanda's premium coffee cooperatives and tea estates. The new specialty coffee tours in 2025 include cupping sessions with award-winning baristas.

10. Golden Monkey Tracking

These endangered primates in Volcanoes National Park offer a less strenuous but equally magical alternative to gorilla trekking.

11. Kigali Cultural Village

Immerse yourself in Rwandan culture at this new cultural hub, featuring traditional dance performances, craft demonstrations, and cooking classes.

12. Hiking Mount Bisoke

Challenge yourself with a day hike to this volcanic peak, offering stunning views of both Rwanda and the Democratic Republic of Congo.

13. Bird Watching in Gishwati-Mukura National Park

Recently restored, this forest park is now a prime destination for spotting rare bird species. The new canopy platforms installed for 2025 offer unprecedented viewing opportunities.

14. Visit the Campaign Against Genocide Museum

Located within Rwanda's Parliament, this museum provides crucial insights into the country's remarkable journey of reconciliation.

15. Karenge Bush Camp Experience

Stay in Akagera's exclusive mobile bush camp for an authentic safari experience. The 2025 season introduces new stargazing programs with local astronomers.

16. Rwanda Cricket Stadium

Watch a match at one of Africa's most scenic cricket grounds, surrounded by rolling hills. The 2025 season features international tournaments.

17. Gastronomy Tour in Kigali

Explore Rwanda's evolving culinary scene, from traditional dishes to innovative fusion restaurants. Don't miss the new food markets in Gasabo district.

18. Wellness Retreat at Lake Muhazi

Experience traditional and modern wellness practices at the new eco-lodges along Lake Muhazi's shores.

19. Community Tourism in Musanze

Participate in local community projects and traditional activities. The new cultural exchange programs for 2025 offer deeper insights into rural Rwandan life.

20. Contemporary Art Galleries in Kigali

Discover Rwanda's thriving art scene at galleries like Inema Arts Center and NIYO Arts Gallery, showcasing the country's creative renaissance.

Plan Your Visit

Rwanda's commitment to sustainable tourism and safety makes it an ideal destination for 2025. With new direct flights from major cities and simplified visa processes, visiting Rwanda has never been easier. The country's high-end tourism infrastructure, combined with its natural beauty and rich culture, offers an unforgettable African experience.

Remember to book through authorized tour operators like Kadoo Travel and Tours to ensure the best experience and support sustainable tourism practices in Rwanda.

#VisitRwanda #RwandaTourism #RemarkeableRwanda #TravelRwanda #GorillaTrekking #AfricanSafari #KigaliCity #ExploreAfrica #KadooTravels

[irismfrost]

August 6 - Boat Ride, Tree House, Confucian Temple, Hayashi Department Store

We had some free time in the morning so after breakfast I went to a coffee shop and started working on my independent excursion project (see previous post). I had a caramel macchiato and it looked good and tasted good. However, there were no outlets near my seat, and there weren't many at the place in general. It was a cute shop though.

We had some awesome karaoke on the bus and it felt like we got to our first destination in no time. We did a fun boat ride through the mangroves. There were some mosquitoes out and there were some very low branches. We had to duck at certain spots and this one girl in our group who was getting seasick wasn't looking and got hit right in the head by a branch. It looked pretty painful. There were some graves and it was near a war zone back in the day. There was a Buddhist temple built on top after the fact. The lady doing to boat tour was speaking in Chinese but our amazing tour guide Peter translated some parts. We saw some mangrove crabs, an egret, and another bird that I didn't know. They gave us cool hats too but I was already wearing one so I did not participate in that part.

Next, we went to the Anping Tree House that used to be a warehouse for Tait and Co (a British company), but then it was abandoned and overgrown with fig trees. It was pretty and I got a cute post card. I also got a cinnamon roll because I was hungry and unfortunately, it took a long time to come out and was also burnt on the top. Another girl got the sundae which was soooo awesome and she donated some ice cream to make my cinnamon roll less dry and burnt. It helped tremendously.

Next, we went to a Confucius temple established in 1665 by the Qing Dynasty. It served as the first school of Taiwan. There is a "Dismount Monument" at the front of the temple that states you have to dismount your horse before you enter. This also applies to cars and scooters. It is meant to show respect. There were posts to honor all the 72 disciples of Confucian on the sides, a main hall in the middle, and more relic type things in the back.

Next we visited the Hayashi Department Store. It opened in 1932 in the business district and was an icon for modernization (Japanese origins, hence the name) - it had 5 floors and one of the first elevators in the city. To this day, the same elevator exists. It was very small and slow and could only hold up to 5 people at a time, but it was cool that it still worked. We walked through all the floors and on the roof (technically 6th floor), there was a shrine and apparently you could see damage from the US when we attacked Taiwan, but I could not figure out what the said damage was. Everything there was a little too expensive for me, but they had a lot of interesting things from hand made bags to pottery to jewelry to snacks.

Reflection

The climate and wildlife here is very similar to Florida, especially south Florida. Riding through the mangroves reminded me of all the times I've ridden through mangroves back home, especially at different summer camps or kayaking with my family. Even the weather here is similar, except it's a little more humid here (which is why Supau is so awesome). We've also gotten a bit lucky that it hasn't rained as much as I expected. In Florida, we have the daily afternoon showers and we haven't really gotten that here but maybe the Typhoon threw a wrench in that after we got to the south part of Taiwan. The plants are also eerily similar. I know that most of the palm trees in Florida are non natives, but they are native here and it looks the same. The ferns look the same. The only difference is that the trees are a little bit bigger and there are mountains. I've realized that there are also a lot of banyan trees/ fig trees here. Everything is very green. Florida has pine trees and oak trees which Taiwan doesn't have but most of the other stuff is the same. I even saw some Melaleuca trees, aka paper trees, at the Chen Chiang Shen house. When we first moved into our house in South Florida, there were so many and we had to take all of them out because they were non native and causing issues. According to Google, they disturb native wildlife, disrupt water flow, and alter soil conditions because they don't belong in Florida, and they technically don't belong in Taiwan either. They were brought into the island during the Japanese colonial era.

Another interesting finding is the power of the Confucian family. Throughout the rise and fall of different dynasties in China, the Confucian family has always remained in power and been protected because of the importance of Confucianism as a state religion. There are probably so many decendents at this point but I'm sure that those who really go into the faith have a lot of respect. Confucianism really was the backbone of the power structure of China for a long time because it taught the importance of respecting your leaders and built a very stable and rule following society. The fact that it was a state ordinated faith is no coincidence- they work together.