#1992.ep01

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𝐍𝐎. 𝟔   ❛ 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐲𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐦𝐚 ❜   |   NAKAWE PALACE, DEC. 1990

❧  𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬  /  𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭.

   ❛  A homecoming hadn’t been in Arnaut’s plans for years. Yet, had he imagined one, it never would have been occasioned by tragedy. The newspapers and evening news struck a grim chord as he arrived with his foreign children and foreign wife in tow: the queen’s heir was dead, and now her spare was recalled to fill the role. It need not be said aloud that this was its own calamity. While it was factual, the coverage eclipsed a deeper truth. Arnaut returned to Uspana with a hole in his life—one large enough to step through, large enough to become lost in, large enough that he could attempt, as she had, to drown within it. It tempted him. He could already hear the countervailing appeal of Safya’s voice in his ear. Duty wasn’t meaningless to him, but it was paper-thin compared to his iron reverence for her.

𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭 ↓

❧ i think this is my favorite scene of the episode, maybe just because i love arnaut and love him getting screen time. i had planned to write something poetic about the sharp contrasts between arnaut and lorri’s respective relationships with their sisters, but i had to sacrifice prose on the altar of exhaustion yet again. if anyone wants to ask questions, that’s a good one. & lorri is, as always, @funkyllama's baby.

TRANSCRIPT:

{Shuffling, wheels, doors opening and closing}

[L] Germán! Walk, please.

{Indistict children's voices}

{Abelina laughing}

[L] Well? A “stroll” before we go inside—?

[A] Are you okay? [L] Am I okay?

[A] Lorraine, this is it. We’re home now. [L] I know that. [A] I’m sorry.

[L] May I be honest? [A] About how you’re feeling? Please.

[L] Leaving isn’t hard. The reason for it is …

[L] What I want to say that I will not be grieving anything else.

[L] We don’t have a life in Iona to mourn. Or, I don’t. If I can put an ocean between her and myself, why would I be upset about that?

[L] You can’t worry about me. Not on top of everything else. [A] {Sighs} [L] I mean it.

[A] She isn’t here, but there will be others. Different isn’t better. [L] I know. [A] Germán and Abelina? He isn’t ready. We made sure of that. They’ve been training Leonor since she was old enough to walk—or before, even. They won’t be kind or fair to them.

[L] It’s my responsibility now. In a sense, I was born for it. I can be myself and grow into the role I have now. We all can; we all will.

[L] All I’ve ever wanted is to be of service. If that’s what will be asked of me, then I’m home now.

[A] Gone? [G] Yeah. [A] Sad? [G] Really sad, Lia.

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The Danny Phantom Timeline

This here is my best attempt to construct a working timeline for the show Danny Phantom by Butch Hartman.   Since we don’t know for certain the exact year the events of Danny Phantom take place, I will be using the date of Danny’s accident as an epoch.  Similarly to how the Star Wars timeline uses the Battle of Yavin as a “year zero”.  BDA will be used to mean how many years before Danny’s accident something happened in and DA will be used to mean how many years after Danny’s accident something happened in.   Circa 40 BDA:  Vlad Masters, Jack Fenton, and Maddie Fenton are born, sometime in the mid-late 60s most likely.  20 BDA:  Vlad Masters gets his ghost powers, becoming Vlad Plasmius.  This year is equal to a year set in the 80s.   May 9th, 18 BDA:  The Marriage of Jack and Maddie Fenton.   16 BDA:  Jazz Fenton is born.  April 3rd, 14 BDA:  Danny Fenton is born.  Sometime in the same year, Sam Manson and Tucker Foley are born.  April 3rd, 0 BDA:  I have nothing that can prove this, but a theory of mine is that Danny’s birthday is on April 3rd.  The same date the first episode of the show aired.  Additionally I believe that season one starts in 2006, but again, I can’t prove this.  Early April, 0 DA:  As mentioned in the opening theme song of the show, Danny got his ghost powers from an accident with a ghost portal built by his parents when he was just 14.  I suspect that this happened sometime in early April.  Late April / Early May, 0 DA:  In the episode Mystery Meat (SE01 EP01), Danny is still not used to his powers indicating he has not had them for very long.  I suspect no more than a month at most has passed since the Ghost Portal accident.  Post-Mystery Meat, 0 DA:  In the episode Bitter Reunions (SE01 EP08), Vlad Masters aka Vlad Plasmius mentions that he’s had his Ghost Powers for 20 years.  May 9th, 0 DA:  In the episode Prisoners of Love (SE01 EP08), it is Jack and Maddie Fenton’s anniversary which Jack has forgotten for the 18th year in a row.   Summer, 0 DA:  In the episode Identity Crisis (SE02 EP06), Danny makes a reference to Summer.  I actually don’t think this episode is in chronological order because of a few reasons.  1, it seems a little weird to me that season one would start in Spring and then suddenly end up in October.  2, in the episode Public Enemies, Danny recaptures a bunch of escaped ghosts, including Technus.  However after the events of the episode Teacher of the Year, Technus is supposedly trapped inside of the game seen in that episode and mentioned in Identity Crisis.  Therefore this episode must take place in between Teacher of the Year and Public Enemies, which took place before Fright Knight.  October, 0 DA:  In the episode Fright Knight (SE01 EP15), it is suddenly sometime shortly before Halloween.  No mentioning of Summer break occurs nor did anyone mention Danny & co. advancing a grade.   October / November, 0 DA:  In the episode The Million Dollar Ghost (SE01 EP19), Danny hasn’t changed the Ecto-Filtrator on the Ghost Portal in six months.  Six months after April / May is October / November.  November, 0 DA:  In the two-part episode The Ultimate Enemy (SE02 EP08&09), Danny & co. travel ten years into the future to face off against an evil alternate future version of Danny.  10 DA (Alternate Timeline):  The events of that alternate future are seen prior to the timeline being changed.  Christmas season, 0 DA:  The Events of the episode The Fright Before Christmas (SE02 EP10)  April 3rd, 1 DA:  Even though there’s no mention of this, Danny would’ve aged a year at some point.  So now he’s 15.   Late May / Early June, 1 DA:  In the two-part episode Reality Trip (SE02 EP17&18), Summer break begins as Freakshow returns with a reality altering gauntlet.  Claw of the Wild is another episode which I believe is out of chronological order.  I think it takes place in the same summer that started in Reality Trip.  There are other episodes which I believe are out of chronological order, but those are harder to pinpoint to an exact place in the timeline.   Later in the year, possibly after the summer, 1 DA:  The Events of Phantom Planet, the Series Finale; Danny’s secret identity is revealed after he helps save the Earth from a world-ending asteroid known as the Disasteroid.  ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- In my work-in-progress Danny Phantom fan-fiction storyline, Danny’s exact date of birth is 1992 April 3rd, making him 14 in 2006, the year he got his powers.  Vlad got his powers in 1986, 20 years prior, and two years later in 1988 on May 9th, Jack and Maddie got married.  In 1990, Jazz was born.  The Disasteroid Incident occurs on August 24th, 2007 - the same date the episode Phantom Planet aired. 

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Lava, mar y roques

De Lanzarote a El Hierro, el sendero de gran recorrido GR-131 atraviesa las siete islas canarias en una aventura senderista de 550 kilómetros

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Excursionistas en el parque nacional de Timanfaya, en la isla de Lanzarote. Ben Welsh agefotostock

En Canarias, el sendero europeo de gran recorrido GR-131 suma 550 kilómetros. Son 26 días de ruta para mochileros que empiezan en Órzola (al norte de Lanzarote) y terminan en Orchilla (al oeste de El Hierro). El camino se reconoce por las marcas blancas y rojas en rocas o balizas. Señalamos los puntos de especial interés y recomendamos lugares donde comer y dormir.

Lanzarote (70 kilómetros, 3 días)

En Lanzarote, el primer punto de interés del GR-131 está a ocho kilómetros del arranque del sendero en Órzola: el Aula de Naturaleza de Máguez y sus acciones de sensibilización medioambiental. Más adelante, en Haría, junto a la Casa Museo de César Manrique, donde vivió el artista hasta su muerte en 1992, se encuentra el taller del artesano octogenario don Eulogio Concepción, el último cestero de Lanzarote. Al sur de la isla, la pensión Casa Tilama, en Uga, es ideal para dormir. En Yaiza, el bar Stop lleva desde 1890 y es de los más viejos de Canarias. Tras desayunar café con leche y garbanzadas, recorremos el camino que usan los camellos. Si subimos hasta el Lomo del Cura tendremos la misma perspectiva del párroco que entre 1730 y 1736 fue testigo de las potentes erupciones volcánicas en Timanfaya, hoy uno de los parques nacionales españoles más visitados.

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Fuerteventura (148 kilómetros, 6 días)

Si eres deportista federado, en Fuerteventura puedes dormir por tres euros en el Pabellón Municipal de Deportes de Corralejo (La Oliva). El bar La Lonja, en el muelle, es ideal para cenar comida canaria. En la cercana Lajares, punto surfero del norte, la tienda Clean Ocean Project cuenta con área de descanso para caminantes. De paso por Montaña Quemada pasamos junto a la estatua de Miguel de Unamuno, desterrado en la isla en 1924. El Ecomuseo La Alcogida, en Tefía, explica las formas de vida isleña tradicional. Sigue un paisaje que son casas en medio de la nada. Para dormir en Fuerteventura está Casa Quintana en el norte (La Oliva) y Waveguru en el sur (La Pared), donde se puede montar la tienda de campaña.

Gran Canaria (77 kilómetros, 3 días)

En Gran Canaria, la primera noche la pasamos en la Asociación Atlas, en el barrio de La Isleta de la capital. Cruzamos Las Palmas de Gran Canaria por la zona que sirvió de escenario para la película protagonizada por Brad Pitt Aliados, dirigida por Robert Zemeckis, que transformó el barrio de Triana en la ciudad de Casablanca. Camino a la cumbre, tapeamos papas arrugadas con queso en el Bar Cafetín Pepe, abierto desde 1948 en La Atalaya de Santa Brígida. Más arriba, en San Mateo, está la Finca Shejala, espacio en un bosque tupido donde puedes dormir en cabañas de madera, yurtas o literas. Subiendo el barranco de la Mina, la parada es la casa de comidas Hermanos Moreno de Las Lagunetas. A continuación, cruzamos la cuenca de Tejeda, con vistas de los roques Nublo y Bentayga. La noche es en la casa cueva El Warung, en Artenara, con vistas espectaculares. Al día siguiente, el descenso nos lleva desde el Pinar de Tamadaba hasta el puerto de Las Nieves de Agaete, donde está atracado el barco que nos llevará a Tenerife.

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El cestero don Eulogio en su taller, en Haría (Lanzarote). amalia márquez

Tenerife (90 kilómetros, 4 días)

A Tenerife hay que ir con buen abrigo. El camino comienza en el bosque de La Esperanza. La primera noche dormimos en el Área Recreativa de La Caldera. Más adelante, la Cruz del Dornajito fue parada de visitantes históricos, como el botánico Alexander von Humboldt y el poeta André Breton. El Portillo es la puerta del parque nacional de Las Cañadas del Teide. Bordeamos el punto más alto de España por Pico Viejo. El encuentro con los endémicos tajinastes es espectacular. En Vilaflor nos alojamos en la Pensión Germán. En el descenso a Arona, El Dornajo, en Ifonche, es un caserío con un restaurante ideal para almorzar. Nos despedimos de Tenerife en los puntiagudos roques del Conde e Imoque.

La Gomera (38 kilómetros, 2 días)

La primera noche en La Gomera es en la pensión Colón de San Sebastián. El ascenso al parque nacional de Garajonay son o cuestas empinadas o descensos rompepiernas. Paramos en el emblemático roque Agando. De camino a Chipude, el dueño del bar Javi hace demostraciones de silbido gomero. El hotel bar Sonia es el lugar donde dormir en Chipude. Rumbo a Vallehermoso bordeamos la presa de La Encantadora, entre hermosos palmerales.

La Palma (72 kilómetros, 3 días)

La primera la pasamos en la granja ecológica Rosaburiente, en Los Llanos de Aridane. La subida desde Tazacorte hasta El Time son tres kilómetros en vertical. Seguimos cuesta arriba con la meta en el Roque de los Muchachos, sede del telescopio Grantecan. Esa noche dormimos en la cueva del Morro de la Cebolla. La Caldera de Taburiente es el abismo más hermoso. Otra noche, en el Área Recreativa del Pilar. Al día siguiente nos espera la ruta de los volcanes. Bordearemos los de Martín, San Antonio y Teneguía. Los rojos y grises de coladas y cráteres se funden con el verde de los pinares. Comemos en el bar Parada en Fuencaliente. Dormimos en la pensión Central.

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Oficinas de turismo Lanzarote. Fuerteventura. Gran Canaria. Tenerife. La Gomera. La Palma. El Hierro.

El Hierro (36 kilómetros, 2 días)

En El Hierro pernoctamos en el hostal Casañas de Valverde. El pateo nos lleva cresteando hasta la ermita de Nuestra Señora de Los Reyes, coronando el pico de Malpaso. Junto a la ermita, la cueva del Caracol sirve para pasar la noche. Hasta aquí hemos recorrido 545 kilómetros. El último día del viaje lo reservamos para superar los últimos cinco kilómetros hasta el faro de Orchilla. Estamos en el lugar más occidental de España. El malpaís finaliza y vemos el cartel que señala el final del GR-131. La terminación de la ruta es junto al mar, donde nos bañamos en un embarcadero solitario con vistas a la impresionante ladera de El Julán.

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El año del turismo sostenible

FITUR, la Feria de Turismo de Madrid, en la que participan 165 países, reúne desde el miércoles 18 de enero las propuestas más ecológicas y beneficiosas para las comunidades locales

De Islandia, isla que está decidida a proteger la mayor parte de su territorio, a Senegal, 22 destinos sostenibles

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Caverna de hielo en el glaciar Breidamerkurjokull, en Islandia.   / Johann S. Karlsson  (Getty)

Canadá acaba de inaugurar el camino sin coches más largo del mundo (24.000 kilómetros). Islandia planea convertir casi toda la isla en un parque nacional. Y en el Caribe, un hotel proporciona agua potable a toda una isla con energía solar. Tres ejemplos de una tendencia que señala el futuro. Y por eso las Naciones Unidas han designado 2017 Año Internacional del Turismo Sostenible para el Desarrollo. La presentación oficial será el próximo miércoles, 18 de enero, coincidiendo con la inauguración de Fitur 2017, la Feria Internacional de Turismo de Madrid que se celebrará hasta el domingo 22 de enero en los pabellones de Ifema (el sábado y el domingo, la cita estará abierta al público general).

01 El reino de los corales

El pasado mes de agosto, Barack Obama aprobó la ampliación del monumento nacional de Papahanaumokuakea, en Hawái, que con 1,5 millones de kilómetros cuadrados se ha convertido en la mayor área marina protegida del planeta. El santuario natural triplica la superficie de España y alberga más de 7.000 especies, entre ellas la tortuga verde y la foca monje hawaiana. Dentro de sus límites se halla el atolón de Midway, escenario de una de las mayores batallas navales de la historia y convertido en monumento nacional (sus aguas son un cementerio de barcos hundidos y aviones derribados en la Segunda Guerra Mundial).

02 Tierras altas islandesas

En 2008, Islandia lanzó un proyecto de conservación sin precedentes con la creación del parque nacional de Vatnajökull, de 12.000 kilómetros cuadrados, el mayor de toda Europa, que ocupa el 12% del territorio total de la isla. Actualmente existe otra iniciativa para convertir las tierras altas del interior, que cubren más del 70% de la superficie del país y constituyen uno de los espacios más salvajes y remotos de Europa, en un parque nacional. A esta región se puede acceder en vehículos todoterreno durante los meses de verano por la carretera que atraviesa la isla.

Ruta de los Volcanes, en la isla de La Palma. / Flavio Vallenari (Getty)

03 El camino más largo

En 1992 se inició la construcción de The Great Trail (el gran sendero), una ruta sin coches que atraviesa todo Canadá, desde Terranova y la península de Labrador, en el este, hasta la Columbia Británica, en el oeste, enlazando 15.000 poblaciones. Actualmente tiene una longitud de 21.452 kilómetros, un 90% de su trazado total (24.000 kilómetros), que se completará este año coincidiendo con el 25º aniversario del proyecto y los 150 años de la Confederación de Canadá. Cuatro de cada cinco canadienses viven a menos de media hora del sendero.

Mercado tradicional de Sumbetioune, en Dakar (Senegal). / AWL Images

04 Cine en África

En África, continente que recibió el año pasado 53,5 millones de turistas, surgen iniciativas como la de los miembros de Cineastas en Acción, que pertenecen al mundo del cine y la publicidad y desde 2012 organizan viajes solidarios a la región de la Casamance, al sur de Senegal, para financiar los talleres audiovisuales y los cursos de formación para mujeres que imparten entre la población local. Durante su estancia los viajeros pueden aprender francés y salir de pesca en el río Casamance o visitar las aldeas de la zona. Aipc Pandora, por su parte, organiza microproyectos de cooperación al desarrollo y turismo responsable por todo el mundo, mientras que África Color, iniciativa creada hace cinco años en Dakar (Senegal) por el leonés Nicolás de la Carrera, organiza viajes solidarios con el arte callejero como tema. Su objetivo es crear una ruta de Street Art con obras de conocidos grafiteros (ya hay medio centenar de murales pintados).

05 Hotel paisaje

Daniel Mayo, arquitecto especializado en edificaciones sostenibles, es el autor de Vivood, el primero de una red de hoteles integrados en el paisaje que abrió el año pasado su primer establecimiento en el Valle de Guadalest (Alicante) con 25 habitaciones con forma de caja suspendidas sobre un precipicio. La empresa forma parte del proyecto Lanzadera, impulsado por Juan Roig, el dueño de Mercadona. En 2016 ganó el premio al mejor hotel en la naturaleza de Europa de la publicación alemana GEO Saison y el premio al Turismo Sostenible de la Comunidad Valenciana.

06 Prados alpinos

Santo Stefano di Sessanio, una pequeña localidad de 70 habitantes en la región italiana de los Abruzos, fue rescatada del abandono por el filántropo italiano Daniele Kihlgren, que compró las casas vacías de la localidad y las transformó en un albergo diffuso, un alojamiento rural que abarca toda la aldea. El pueblo se encuentra a 1.250 metros de altitud y es el punto de partida ideal para explorar el Campo Imperatore, un prado alpino del parque nacional del Gran Sasso y Montes de la Laga donde florecen raras especies autóctonas como el edelweiss de los Apeninos.

07 Lobos en Zamora

En la reserva natural de la sierra de La Culebra (Zamora), integrada en la Red Natura 2000, vive una de las mayores poblaciones de lobo ibérico en España. Se los puede ver, de lejos y con prismáticos, en las excursiones guiadas del proyecto Territorio Lobo, que implica a casas rurales y empresas de turismo activo como Aherca.

Turistas contemplando delfines en la península de Baja California (México).   / Christophe Boisvieux (Getty)

08 Estrellas y ballenatos

Contemplar el cielo estrellado es un lujo cada vez más raro para quienes viven en grandes ciudades. Para preservar aquellos lugares donde todavía es posible asombrarse con solo levantar la cabeza se creó en 2007 Starlight, un proyecto avalado por la Unesco y la Organización Mundial de Turismo que certifica aquellos lugares con mejores condiciones para la contemplación del firmamento. En la lista de Reservas Starlight están el valle de Elqui, en Chile, donde es posible alojarse en cúpulas geodésicas con telescopios, y la isla canaria de La Palma. Otro lugar para darse un baño de estrellas, nadar con lobos de mar o ver ballenas y delfines son las islas del Espíritu Santo en el mar de Cortés, en Baja California Sur (México).

09 Estrenos en Costa Rica

La naturaleza de Costa Rica se extiende más allá de los circuitos habituales (San José, Arenal, Corcovado y Tortuguero) a lugares como La Piedra de Providencia, los parques nacionales Manuel Antonio, Carara y Rincón de la Vieja o la reserva de Dendrobates. El proyecto Caminos de Oro, una red de senderos por la reserva forestal Golfo Dulce, en la península de Osa, busca reducir el exceso de visitantes al parque nacional Corcovado y, de paso, beneficiar a los pueblos de la zona. En los últimos años también han proliferado alojamientos como Maquenque Eco Lodge, que promueven la economía local y favorecen la reinserción de especies animales en su hábitat natural. 

Mirador de las Chozas, en el parque nacional de la Caldera de Taburiente, en la isla canaria de La Palma. / KATJA KREDER (AWL Images)

10 A orillas del río Mara

Cada año un millón de ñúes y 800.000 cebras y gacelas emprenden un viaje de casi 2.000 kilómetros desde las llanuras del Serengueti (Tanzania) hasta los pastos frescos de Kenia. Alrededor de la gran migración han surgido iniciativas como el Cheetah Tented Camp, un campamento turístico junto al río Mara (Kenia) dirigido por los españoles Jorge Alesanco y Mariola Liberal, que cooperan estrechamente con las comunidades masáis de la zona, sobre todo en proyectos de escolarización, y dirigen un proyecto de recuperación de los guepardos. Detrás de otro de los proyectos, el Maji Moto Cultural Camp, están los masáis Hellen Nkuraiya y Salaton Ole Ntutu. Además de alojarse en el campamento, los viajeros pueden conocer durante su estancia en el poblado algunas de las costumbres locales, darse un chapuzón en las termas de agua caliente que dan nombre al poblado o participar en un safari nocturno. Los ingresos generados por los turistas revierten en mejorar las instalaciones sanitarias y de agua corriente, y en el mantenimiento de la escuela local y un centro de acogida para viudas y muchachas víctimas de matrimonios concertados o de mutilaciones genitales, dos lacras frecuentes en sociedades patriarcales como la masái.

Cabañas del Agriturismo La Piantata, en Viterbo (Italia).

11 Entre lavandas

Entre los finalistas de la decimotercera edición de los premios de la OMT a la Excelencia y la Innovación en el Turismo en Fitur 2017 está Ecobnb, una red italiana de alojamientos sostenibles en espacios naturales como el parque nacional de La Majella, en los Abruzos; el parque regional Boschi di Carrega, cerca de Parma, o los Alpes Julianos. Lugares como Agriturismo La Piantata, en Arlena di Castro (Viterbo), un conjunto de cabañas en los árboles rodeadas de olorosos campos de lavanda. 

12 Poblados indios

El pasado mes de diciembre, pocas semanas antes de terminar su legislatura, el presidente Barack Obama aprobó la creación de dos nuevos espacios protegidos en el oeste de Estados Unidos, algo que venían reclamando desde hace décadas las tribus indias que viven en ellos: los monumentos nacionales de Bears Ears, en Utah, y Gold Butte, en Nevada, dos territorios sagrados para los indios navajos, hopis y paiutes que conforman un paisaje épico de arcos y cañones de arenisca, poblados indios encajados entre barrancos, minas de oro abandonadas, pinturas rupestres y petroglifos.

Una barca de pedales en el lago de la represa de Gatún, en Panamá. / Hemis / AWL Images

13 Ruinas en Kuelap

Perú acaba de inaugurar el nuevo teleférico de Kuelap, que permitirá un rápido acceso al más desconocido de los grandes complejos arqueológicos peruanos, una enorme estructura de piedra construida entre los siglos VI y XVI por la cultura Chachapoyas en la Amazonía peruana. Las cabinas unirán la estación de Nuevo Tingo y el yacimiento arqueológico en un viaje de 20 minutos a 60 metros sobre el dosel de la selva. Los que prefieran llegar a pie pueden hacerlo siguiendo el Qhapaq Ñan o Gran Camino Inca, una red de más de 60.000 kilómetros a lo largo de la cordillera de los Andes (10.000 kilómetros discurren por Perú).

14 La isla de los elefantes

El parque nacional de Minneriya, en la isla de Sri Lanka, es escenario de una de las mayores reuniones animales, la de los elefantes salvajes que acuden en julio y agosto a un enorme estanque construido por el rey Mahasen en el siglo III. El Mahoora Safari Camp de Yala ofrece alojamiento ecológico y safaris en todoterreno.

15 Los últimos gorilas

En las playas de Miches, en la República Dominicana, se gestiona un resort turístico de bajo impacto ambiental

En junio abrirá en las tierras altas de Ruanda el Bisate Lodge, un alojamiento ecológico situado en la ladera boscosa de un antiguo volcán de los montes Virunga. Sus nueve habitaciones, con forma de choza, tienen vistas a los majestuosos volcanes Bisoke, Karisimbi y Mikeno, el hogar de los últimos gorilas de montaña. Organizan salidas para ver a los simios en libertad y excursiones a la tumba de Dian Fossey, la protagonista de Gorilas en la niebla, interpretada en el cine por Sigourney Weaver, asesinada en 1985 por cazadores furtivos.

16 El mayor parque de Argentina

Esteros del Iberá, al norte de Argentina, ocupa una superficie de 1,3 millones de hectáreas de hipnóticas láminas de agua, herbazales y canales donde viven yacarés, carpinchos (roedores del tamaño de un cerdo) y especies en peligro como el lobito de río, el aguará guazú o lobo de crin, el venado de las pampas o el ciervo de los pantanos. De la superficie total de los esteros, 150.000 hectáreas propiedad de la fundación Conservation Land Trust fueron donadas al Gobierno por el empresario estadounidense Douglas Tompkins a fin de crear el mayor espacio natural del país: el parque ecoturístico de Iberá. El proyecto, que beneficiará a una veintena de municipios de la provincia de Corrientes, prevé crear miles de puestos de trabajo y atraer a 300.000 visitantes anuales.

Cráter del volcán Masaya, en Nicaragua. / INTI OCON (Getty)

17 Volcanes humeantes

En Nicaragua hay volcanes activos como el Concepción o el Masaya, ciudades coloniales y refugios de la biodiversidad como los ríos Sábalos y San Juan o la reserva de Indio Maíz. Tops Nicaragua agrupa a seis agencias nicaragüenses especializadas en ecoturismo, aventura, culturas vivas y turismo vulcanológico certificadas por la Rainforest Alliance.

18 Moda maya

Las vistosas vestimentas mayas, textiles de vivísimos colores con urdimbres, bordados, motivos y texturas diferentes en cada pueblo, inspiran las rutas de turismo sostenible que organizan varias agencias locales por los pueblos de la región del Quiché, en Guatemala. Una tradición que se remonta a la época precolombina y perdura en los diseños de moda contemporáneos.

19 Senderos sureños

“Caminar es una apertura al mundo. Restituye en el hombre el feliz sentimiento de su existencia”. La cita, del libro de David Le Breton Elogio del caminar, resume la filosofía de proyectos como el sendero Sierra Norte-Vega, una ruta circular de 240 kilómetros que enlaza 10 pueblos de las sierras sevillanas, financiada con fondos del Programa de Fomento de Empleo Agrario (PFEA).

Una pasarela del bosque de Anyksciai, en Lituania. / GETTY

20 Paseo sobre los árboles

Lituania, una de las tres repúblicas bálticas, esconde rincones como el parque regional de Anyksciai, a 112 kilómetros al norte de Vilna, un área boscosa de más de 15.000 hectáreas en las montañas del noreste del país. Sobre el dosel del bosque de Anyksciai se ha construido una torre de observación y una pasarela de madera que permite recorrerlo por encima de las copas de los árboles. La instalación fue una de las propuestas ecoturísticas premiadas en la pasada edición de Fitur.

21 La ruta de los quilombos

El turismo sostenible también se presenta como una oportunidad para las comunidades de afrodescendientes de la región del Chocó (Colombia), en el Pacífico colombiano, un paraíso de la biodiversidad con más de 3.000 especies de fauna y flora. Lo mismo ocurre con los quilombos de Brasil (aldeas fundadas por esclavos negros que lograron huir de las haciendas o las minas), donde varias ONG colaboran con las comunidades locales en proyectos como el Circuito Quilombola de Vale do Ribeira, en el Estado de São Paulo.

Una playa en Samaná (República Dominicana). / F. Lukasseck (Getty)

22 Otro Caribe

Fundación Tropicalia propone un resort turístico de bajo impacto ambiental y socialmente responsable en las playas de Miches, una comunidad costera de la provincia de El Seibo (República Dominicana), al sur de la península de Samaná. El proyecto, finalista de los premios a la excelencia turística de la OMT, se presenta como modelo de turismo sostenible en el Caribe y catalizador económico para las comunidades aledañas. Con parecidas intenciones se acaba de inaugurar en la isla caribeña de Anguila, perteneciente a Reino Unido, el hotel The Reef by CuisinArt, un ecorresort de lujo (con planta potabilizadora) que funciona con energía solar y proporciona agua potable a los habitantes de la isla.

Una jungla de etiquetas

El concepto de turismo sostenible se concretó en 2001 en el Código Ético Mundial del Turismo, una guía de buenas prácticas elaborada por la OMT y Naciones Unidas. En los dos últimos años se ha multiplicado por cinco la demanda de este tipo de viajes, y alrededor de 230 empresas turísticas internacionales, desde hoteles a turoperadores locales, ostentan la certificación del ITR (Instituto de Turismo Responsable) bajo el sello Biosphere Responsible Tourism. La red europea Ecotrans, una entidad asociada a Naciones Unidas por el desarrollo sostenible, gestiona el portal DestiNet, que ha elaborado la guía Sustainability in tourism. A guide through the label jungle 2016 (sostenibilidad en turismo. Una guía a través de la jungla de las etiquetas), donde analiza y valora más de 150 certificaciones de turismo sostenible y ecológico y comercio justo. Su web incluye un atlas interactivo de proyectos sostenibles en el mundo.

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𝐍𝐎. 𝟐   ❛ 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐲𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐦𝐚 ❜   |   VARIOUS LOCATIONS, DECEMBER 1990

❧  𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬  /  𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭.

   ❛  Leonor lay awake most of the night, but her mother visited the dream permitted by a fitful couple hours of sleep. This dream, hazy and running with color, was not quite a nightmare. Still, fear seized Leonor’s body—not as she is, but as she was. Safya lounged on the sand and watched while she called for her. ' Mama. Mama. Mama! ' The day was sunny and serene. Gently, the water moved around Leonor’s shoulders. Waves crashed inaudibly. The dream silenced everything except the sea breeze, her jackrabbiting heartbeat, and the child’s voice she did not recognize but understood to be her own. She wasn't afraid of going underwater. What she feared was how her mother’s unchanging and unseeing smile lingered even as she sank beneath the surface. Leonor awoke, her cheeks dry but salted, to cry again.

𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐝 & 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭 ↓

❧ i've had a version of this drafted for months, but i revised it this week because i finally dreamt of my grandma. it was bittersweet. in a way, the fact that my past self envisioned this scene was prescient ... revisiting it now helped me. ♥️

Dreams had power in Uspana. Like caves, they possessed a thinness that allowed one to perceive, to touch, the underworld. Dreams took on a special power in death's aftermath. They carried messages. Relatives waited, mad with grief, to be visited in them by the lost. Some such dreams were fantastical journeys. Some were nightmares. Others meandered through ambiguity. Worse than any nightmare was no dream at all—to be abandoned, as it were. Leonor’s death dream came to her before her mother’s funeral. She could acknowledge it was a blessing to be contacted so soon, but the message was unclear. Through the haze that dreams became as they turned to memories, she recalled her mother’s indifference. It made her heart ache. Safya would have given her life for any of her children; they all believed that without reservation. Yet, had she not sat on the beach, massaging sunscreen into her skin, gazing out as her firstborn succumbed to a watery death?

Leonor squeezed her eyes shut as confusion burst into pain.

Mama had dreamed of drowning.

Mama had died in the water, struggling and spluttering and suffocating.

How would her mother, whose good faith was bottomless, have interpreted the dream? The better question was what she would have wanted to say. This was what Leonor contemplated as she held herself and shook with sobs. Although her dream self felt only abandonment and fear, she had gone to bed already caught in that undertow. The initial glimpse of her mother’s face gripped her heart, and in the dream she wanted to only watch her. Safya’s travel painting set was at her side. On her hand, she wore the first of several rings Rodrigo bought her. This one had been her favorite. Mateo played in the sand nearby, and Safya leapt to her feet periodically to slather him with her sunscreen. Gil was unborn, but he was there, too.

The details were like colors on a canvas, coming together as the portrait of a day Leonor remembered well. She recalled waving to her mother from the water. How adult she had felt, having been allowed to swim out so far by herself ! Safya usually denied the request. That day, she told her in no uncertain terms: “I trust you, but be safe.” Then Leonor was running, feet flying so fast that her heels barely sunk into the sand, arms out like a seagull's wings, laughing like mad, into the frothing surf.

“Mama. Mama. Mama!” she soon shouted with triumphant impatience.

Safya’s grin had been wide and toothy and anything but indifferent.

TRANSCRIPT:

[L] Mama?

[L] Mama! Please …

[L] Mama—!

[L] Mama!

{Sobbing}

[nexility-sims]

𝐍𝐎. 𝟒   ❛ 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐲𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐦𝐚 ❜   |   NAKAWE PALACE, DEC. 1990

❧  𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬  /  𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭.

   ❛  Blanca never compared herself to her sister. Some, many even, would argue that was the problem. Their myriad differences had revealed themselves early on. They bickered and squabbled, not infrequently because Blanca found Safya too willing to forgive her younger sister’s insults. What sort of girl—a teenager, basically an adult—allowed herself to be bullied by an eight year old? Blanca had admired Safya’s virtues but struggled to envy them. Every day, she had walked around vulnerable, earnest, so visibly pure of heart. Safya was soft and gentle. Those traits made it easy to hurt her. Indeed, Blanca found it just as easy to be impatient, to hold grudges, to be selfish. Safya had been their father’s child. In her worst moments, Blanca resigned herself to being their mother’s.

𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐝 & 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭 ↓

❧ for absolutely no reason, beatriz’s story starts here, if anyone is curious :^)

Like Beatriz, it wasn’t in her nature to be a caregiver—that was why Safya raised her sons, as she would freely admit. Her reaction to the news had nonetheless been rushing to their mother’s side. It was a blessing that she and Ramon were still in Uspana, having just played a show by the ocean when the call came. While Blanca immediately felt alienated from everyone else, it was the deafening silence of their mother’s grief that spoke to her. She never reacted well to commands. She did this time. Beatriz chose to let her in, and Blanca tried to care for her. She folded her bathrobe. She ran her water and scented it with oils. She combed her long, wet hair. She lathered her skin with soap that smelled like rum, oranges, and thirty years of memories.

As she draped a towel over her shoulders, Beatriz stared up at her. No kind or grateful word left her lips. Blanca, nonetheless, saw something in her eyes. It was enough of an invitation that she could gather her into an embrace without worry. She comforted herself, knowing that her mother would have never permitted it had she not wanted it, too. 

Still, with a heavy sigh, Beatriz drew away first to ask, “Is Arnaut here?”

Her voice was so small and low. Blanca closed her eyes as she heard it, but Beatriz expected a steady gaze and an immediate answer.

“No mama,” she replied, “But Leonor is waiting downstairs for you.”

It was Beatriz who possessed the steady gaze, although she said nothing in response. Blanca had offered that information in hopes it would console her. Yet, she knew that every minute Arnaut was absent carried more injury. Beatriz’s attitude toward him was inexplicable and always had been. She hounded him for years, then all but banished him from Uspana. She also treated him at times with more tenderness than she did anyone save Safya. They were her “twins,” which everyone knew, even—especially—her lesser children. What Blanca did understand came from her own experience with Beatriz’s love. It was deep as the ocean, but it was just as unknowable, just as perilous.

Gathering her mother wished to be alone, Blanca turned to leave. She imagined she would find Ramon somewhere in the palace and sob into his shoulder. He always accompanied her home without complaint, knowing that she was tethered in ways beyond his comprehension. Yet, she could see the quiet confidence and unshakeable assurance drain from him once they passed any gilded threshold. She would find him later in the kitchen chatting with the cooks or borrowing cigarettes from staffers unloading deliveries by the back porte-cochère. Locating him had never been difficult for her. Even in the early days, she knew he sought refuge in the same places she once had. That didn’t inspire warmth, though. When she interrupted, the unfamiliar staff who knew her only as “my princess” would fall silent, avert their eyes, hurriedly resume tasks even if they were on a break. Ramon was one of them, but she only pretended to be.

She was grateful that he had seen through her all those years ago and never looked away.

Craving Ramon’s attention and care reminded her of another shame. Despite her best efforts, she hoped Damian and Julian would not seek her out for the same comfort. It wasn’t that she didn’t miss them. Invariably, when the music quieted and the distractions ended, she longed for them. Safya had always kept photographs for her in fat manila envelopes; the pictures documented her boys’ lives, but they also showed how integrated into their aunt’s life they had become. Looking at them was bittersweet. ‘Hold onto them for me,’ Blanca would say. ‘I don’t have anywhere to keep them safe right now.’ Who would keep them—the photographs, the two little boys who smiled and laughed in them—now that Safya was gone?

Her thoughts gave way to wordless hurt, but her mother’s voice halted the spiral she had plunged into. Blanca turned back and waited.

“Get rid of that polish on your hands,” Beatriz commanded. No longer small and low, her firm words were harsh. “It’s disrespectful.”

Once the bathroom door closed behind her, Blanca broke into a run through her mother’s chambers. She stopped only when she heard her name again—this time as a pleading chant from a concerned Ramon, waiting for her in one of the concealed servant’s corridors Blanca preferred to take.

TRANSCRIPT

{Gentle water splashes}

{Beatriz sighs}

[BE] Is Arnaut here yet?

[BL] No, mama, but Leonor is waiting downstairs for you.

[BE] Blanca?

[BE] Get rid of that polish on your hands. It's disrespectful.

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𝐍𝐎. 𝟗 (𝟐/𝟐)   ❛ 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐲𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐦𝐚 ❜   |   NAKAWE PALACE, DEC. 1990

❧  𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬  /  𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭.

❛ Leonor had been a silent observer of her parents’ marriage for as long as she could remember. Endlessly, like an infinite spool, it unraveled. That was how she understood it: her mother spun, but she never reached an end. Leonor hadn't wanted to cast her father as a villain, but she knew his fingers were the ones tugging and yanking and pulling the thread. Those parental arguments were integral to the soundscape of her childhood. She could close her eyes and hear their voices still locked in a discordant, overlapping loop—muffled, underwater. Of course, sometimes they did argue in the open. They all behaved in a choreographed fashion when that happened. The children shrunk and quieted; the parents grew loud and frenetic. The setting didn’t matter. Her parents could fight over breakfast, in the gardens, in cars and planes, on the telephone, as they arrived at events or departed them. They bickered in public on rare occasions. On the most infamous of such occasions, they shouted, shoved, slapped.

𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐝 & 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭 ↓

❧ can you believe it ????? that's a wrap on episode one !!!!! come sunday, we're moving on to episode two .... of twenty, lmao. sure this is very unfortunate and sad but i think it's also very fun and cool that leonor broke up with her boyfriend in this room then had a romantic evening with her other boyfriend in this room many years later

The causes for arguments varied, but Leonor suspected an underlying flaw: they were meant to be apart but couldn’t escape each other. Her mother had ritualized throwing away her ring. She would rip it from her finger and send it clattering. A new fight began, invariably, because she made a show of it. Still, it would come back. ‘ It’s a piece of you, ’ Rodrigo would say, somehow earnest in his self-satisfaction. ‘ It has a piece of your spirit. It will return to you like your animal. ’ Safya had not been a true believer all of the time, but that resonated with her as it did with Leonor, ever an eavesdropper. Marriage was sacred and, anyway, they shared blood. Safya’s spirit was in the ring she wore, and it would—like any animistic entity, a dog or a monkey or a vulture—find her wherever she went. And, even if the ring lost its power, their children never would.

Her father accepted desultory ​​exiles away from the estate when the ring went away and yet, within a fortnight, with the children who bore their blood as witnesses, it returned. They reconciled. Her mother had her own saying during those reunions: ' I loved you once. I'll love you again. I'll always love you. '

On the night Safya died, Rodrigo called his daughter on a police telephone. He wept as he spoke. Leonor would have demanded to come to the marina, but he asked it of her first. It was his devastation that greeted her upon arrival. Standing in the doorway of the car, he shielded her from the flashbulbs. They walked with arms interlocked toward the silent crowd at the harbor’s edge. At the time, Leonor had been in a daze as she heard his voice in her ear. It occurred to her later that he had been murmuring, broken and desperate, ‘ I’m sorry. I’m sorry, Nora. I’m sorry. I’m sorry— ’

TRANSCRIPT:

[L] There you are.

[A] I came as fast as I could.

[L] I want to talk, but I’m not sure what to say. [A] Nerves? We don’t have to talk.

[L] No, we do. Before the funeral. [A] Sure.

[L] I’m grateful for you. Really, I am. You’ve been so kind.

[A] You don’t have to thank me. I love you. [L] Don’t tell me that. [A] What? It’s true. I— [L] Can I continue?

[L] Last night, this morning, whenever it was, I was thinking about my parents—about what I would have changed in mama’s life.

[L] Please don’t.

[L] Thinking about them made me think about us. I decided that I don’t want there to be an “us” anymore. [A] I don’t understand. What does that mean?

[L] We have to break up. I need to be alone. [A] What? Why? [L] Please don’t make me repeat it. [A] Leonor, this doesn’t make any— [L] {tearfully} Please.

[A] Okay. [L] You’ll go? [A] I won’t argue with you. Certainly not today.

[A] And, I won’t attend. If you want to talk later— [L] I don’t think I will, but thank you. [A] I’ll pray for you. For her.

{Footsteps receding}

{Leonor sobs}

[nexility-sims]

𝐍𝐎. 𝟖   ❛ 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐲𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐦𝐚 ❜   |   NAKAWE PALACE, DEC. 1990

❧  𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬  /  𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭.

❛ Matias tucked Leonor into bed as if she were a little girl. Her overnight stays at Nakawe Palace had always been infrequent—that was a line Safya drew, a division that mattered to her—but he tucked her in when she did until the passage of time inverted their respective bedtimes. Some nights, she and Safya had stayed together. That was on evenings when dinner was late, and they all talked in the family dining room until going home made little sense. Like her ancestors, Safya planned to live elsewhere once her mother’s time had ended. Tonacatec Palace or simply the estate where she raised her children would do. Nakawe Palace would become, as it had been under Alfonso and Fernando, a strict hub of state business. The residential wings would go unused. Safya joked they could be a private museum, although Matias understood it wasn’t an insincere sentiment. She would have walked the halls and talked to the ghosts of loved ones while she stroked Beatriz’s clothes hanging in the closets, flipped through Matias’ books, allowed herself to sit in their favorite chairs. It would have comforted her. Instead, now, she would be one of the ghosts.

𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭 ↓

❧ merry christmas eve to those who celebrate :^) this post is, actually, a massive spoiler !!!!! however, there are so many twists and turns on the road to these fellas standing here, in 1990, together, lovingly discussing their Wife™ ... tune into part iv, coming to a screen near you in 2026 or w/e

TRANSCRIPT:

{Door closing}

[M] Is she still awake?

[S] She said she wants to be alone.

{Footfall}

[M] This was not out earlier. [S] She finished it while everyone was at dinner.

[S] We lit the candles, too. [M] Yes, I recall she wanted to wait. [S] That’s what she was doing when I came upstairs. Or, trying.

[S] You know what happened to the stool? [M] I can guess. [S] She’s so small. I don’t know how she can throw that hard.

[M] Is there an attendant coming? For the candles? [S] I thought I might sit here for a while. You should try to sleep.

[M] Not until she does. Perhaps not even then. [S] You’ll both crash after tomorrow.

[M] I … have never been so exhausted. [S] Grief does that. So does carrying the entire family through it.

[S] You’ll have to rest for the entire period. [M] Eighty days. [S] And the nights, too.

[S] I’ll be here.

[S] You know I’m responsible for you, too.

[nexility-sims]

𝐍𝐎. 𝟕   ❛ 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐲𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐦𝐚 ❜   |   NAKAWE PALACE, DEC. 1990

❧  𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬  /  𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭.

❛ Matias suggested the family dinner. It was a harebrained idea from someone who, under normal circumstances, read any situation well. Regarding the family, he rarely miscalculated. No one except Beatriz had been able to tell him no—that it was, in her words, "purely stupid”—and so a gathering commenced at seven on the evening before the funeral. No one ate. Food made it to a couple plates, only to be pushed around and abandoned. Always on time, Prissy and Mateo sat in silence. Martin, Blanca, and Sebastian arrived late and together. They stewed at the bar, slamming bottles and cups, angry and confused. Olalla came later. Arnaut, later still. Leonor entered the dining room, unwittingly, next to last. When he at last recalled there were evening plans, Matias rushed downstairs to find an almost empty room.

𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭 ↓

❧ this is actually take two :/ tumblr shadowbans posts arbitrarily from time to time, altho i discovered in this case it was because ... leonor's clothed breasts are just to obscene for anyone to see !!!!!!!!!!!!!! anyway, tried to fix, can't fix, added a sticker, please ignore. my original note was that this one is shorter, so i figured i'd do three posts this week rather than two. new one sunday.

TRANSCRIPT:

{Quiet, overlapping conversations}

[O] Oh, good. I can ring them to— [L] Not hungry.

[M] Leonor?

[L] Where is everyone? Where’s Mother Beatriz? [M] You must have fallen asleep. They have all gone to bed.

[L] I wanted to wait for her. [M] Of course.

[L] She was never going to come, was she? MATIAS | Let me walk you upstairs.

[L] Tomorrow is going to be miserable. [M] Most likely.

[M] We have a job to do, and we will do it—all of us, together. [L] If you say so.

[nexility-sims]

𝐍𝐎. 𝟓   ❛ 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐲𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐦𝐚 ❜   |   NAKAWE PALACE, DEC. 1990

❧  𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬  /  𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭.

   ❛  Priscila’s career had taken her all over the world before she retired to Uspana. Here, she was just Prissy again—or, in the papers, Princess P. Mending her relationship with Beatriz had been uneven; it remained incomplete to this day. Reconnecting with her sister’s children, adults as they were, was itself in some cases painstaking and in others a pleasure. With Safya, it had been easy. She even suspected Beatriz resented what closeness they cultivated. It wasn’t, of course, because she and her daughter were ever distant. No, it was more simple than that: Beatriz was a possessive creature. That it was her little sister taking something of hers (on shopping trips, to the beach, for a late-night movie in a theater they rented out just to sit in the middle in their pajamas) made it worse. “Mama understands me,” Safya had told Prissy once. “She loves me. Sometimes I don’t know if she likes me.” This had made her laugh, and Safya fell into nervous chuckles in response. Finally, Prissy nodded heartily, replying, “We’re the same in that way, Safy.”

𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭 ↓

❧ alfonso’s death will happen in part iv of the main story, a million years from now, but here’s a taste of beatriz being destroyed by it :^) additionally, no real prose today. having a remarkably bad one. maybe next week. [insert me shrugging so hard i dislocate both of my shoulders]

TRANSCRIPT:

{Miscellaneous cooking noises}

[P] Have you tried the cookies?

[L] What? I, uh … No.

[P] I told Olalla they wouldn’t help—on the telephone, while she was baking—but she was in a frenzy. No stopping her.

[L] I can’t …It’s …They were mama’s—

[P] Her favorites, I know.

[P] Not a bittersweet reminder yet. Just bitter

[L] {Sighs.}

[L] I didn’t know you were here already.

[P] Birdie always pretends I’m not. I decided to let her this time.

[L] It doesn’t feel very good.

[P] What, is that how you feel? Ignored?

[L] I waited all morning for her. She walked right past me ... I just don’t know what to do with myself.

[P] Of course. It feels like the end of the world.

[P] You know, that isn’t fully a bad thing. The People wouldn’t exist if the world had not ended—and ended, and ended, and ended. We’re destroyed, and we become something new to survive. 

[P] The last time this happened ... Mama, I would think. That destroyed me. For Birdie, this is worse. This is like when papa died. 

[L] I just thought we would be together. Now, her and me. She hasn’t even looked at me since we saw mama at the marina. 

[P] You’re not getting any comfort from her, Nora. You know that. 

[P] You don’t need to beg her for it either. You have an entire family that will comfort you. I’m here. Your grandfather. The rest of them. Just let things run their course.

[L] I know that. It just ... doesn’t make it hurt any less.

[P] It rarely does.

[P] Now, how about some coffee? That’s what everyone comes in here for.

[L] Sal’s self-serve station. That is what I wanted, before … 

[P] We’ll skip the cookies and save our appetites for dinner.