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Another Fine Press Friday! 

This two-volume edition of Don Quixote de la Mancha: The History of the Renowned Don Quixote de la Mancha, written by Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra (1547-1616), was illustrated by Edward McKnight Kauffer and published by Nonesuch Press, London, 1930. First published in Spanish in 1605, Cervantes’s Don Quixote is often cited as the first modern novel. The text of this edition is from Peter Anthony Motteux’s early 18th-century translation,  revised by John Ozell in 1743. 

Nonesuch Press was founded in London by Francis Meynell in 1922 with the intent to produce finely designed books. Following the Arts and Crafts tradition of William Morris’s Kelmscott Press, books published by Nonesuch were typeset on a hand press. The final design would then be produced by commercial printers to keep the books affordable while maintaining high aesthetic value. 

The American graphic designer Edward McKnight Kauffer (1890-1954) found most of his success in England. He is most well known for the posters he designed for London’s Underground and London Transport, and his later posters for Shell Oil and the Great Western Railway. He also became interested in textiles, interior design, and theatrical design. His wife, Marion Dorn, was an American textile designer who also found great success in London. She illustrated the book William Beckford’s Vathek for Nonesuch Press in 1929 (which we highlighted in a previous post)..

This edition of 1475 copies was printed by Walter Lewis, master printer for the University of Cambridge, on Casinensis hand-made paper. The 21 illustrations were produced in photogravure and colored by assistants at Curwen Press using pochoir. 

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Amoreena | Chapter Nine

chapter nine

main summary: Heaven is a real place and it's located exactly 14.6 miles away from the FBI, Quantico Headquarters. Off behind a small park, under a fantastical willow tree surrounded by wildflowers, in every colour young minds can imagine.

Don't forget, heaven also comes with angels.

Chapter Warnings: date night!! this is very fluffy, very emotional and extremely horny. edgar allan poe is rolling in his grave at what they did in his enchanted garden

exhibitionism, public sex (no ones there tho), drug mentions at the end (let me know if I should tag anything else!!!!)

word count: 5.4k

from the beginning <3

He spent all of Thursday afternoon with Penelope in Richmond, setting up for his date that night.

Stringing lights on the trees, mowing the grass and trimming the flowers back, the staff ensuring that the museum was in pristine condition for them tonight, it was perfect. The cats were brushed, there were rose petals the fountain and the most beautiful picnic set up in the garden.

Penelope packed their dinner for them, keeping it in the museum fridge for when they finally arrived, it was the only thing Spencer needed to remember.

Y/N: just got home, about to get ready! Can’t wait to see you at 6 ♥︎

Spencer smiled at his phone, about to text her back when Penelope laid a hand on his back, “change into your suit and head back to her, traffic might be bad?”

“Thank you, for everything. You’ve always been my best friend, more of big sister actually,” Spencer pressed his lips together tightly as to not get emotional. “You’re wonderful Penelope, thank you.”

“Awe!” She swooned, wrapping him up in a big hug. “I will always love you, Spencer, you deserve all of this and so, so much more, now go before I cry.”

He laughed, pulling back, hand lingering on her shoulder as he walked into the museum. They let him change in the backroom, it felt incredibly strange to be putting on a suit inside Edgar Allan Poe's house to go pick up his wife. Not too long ago he dreamed about bringing a girlfriend here someday, life was moving too quickly, he needed a breather.

He kept his suit jacket folded and on the passenger seat as he drove home, where he lived with his family. Even just thinking that as he paid attention to the road made him smile. The wind hitting his face, his hair blowing in the breeze, he felt free at last.

He was where he was supposed to be, all roads lead to here.

Travelling up her driveway with a smile on his face as the dust followed him to her doorstep. She was waiting in a red dress on the porch, Amoreena and her nanny eating pizza on the steps as they waited for him.

Stepping out of his car, he straightened his tie and pulled his pants up more, looking at his wife like she was a star plucked from the sky, landing in this Virginia field for him.

She stood then, her satin dress flowing and exposing a leg as she walked down the steps to him, “Is this what you wanted?” She twirled in front of him to show it all off, her hair getting stuck in her lipstick and making her laugh.

“I love you,” is all he can say as she leaning in with a wide grin, surpassing the smile to kiss him gently, using her thumb to get all the lipstick off his bottom lip and chin.

“Love you too, cutie,” she winked, taking his hand and turning back towards Amoreena, “listen to Nanny, remember we love you and we will see you no earlier than 7:30 tomorrow, okay?”

“Yes ma’am!” She saluted, mouth full of pizza.

“And what are the new rules about coming into our bed in the morning?”

“Knock first, wait till you respond, don’t come in unless you say it’s okay,” Amoreena replied, sticking her tongue out at her as she remembered it all.

“Smartie pants,” Y/N smiled at her, “come give us a hug, don’t get pizza on my dress, please.”

Amoreena wiped her sleeve over her mouth before running into her mother's open arms, they shared goodbye kisses before it was Spencer’s turn. She held him so tight it felt wonderful, “goodnight Lovey, I’ll see you tomorrow morning, have the best sleep ever for me?”

“I’ll see you in dreamland,” she replied, kissing his cheek gently before she pulled back.

“Have fun!” Nanny called from the porch as Amoreena skipped back to her.

“We will,” Spencer replied, taking Y/N’s hand and leading her to the passenger side, he opened her door and helped her inside, insuring her dress was inside before closing the door.

Jogging back to his door, he got in and put on his seatbelt. He threw the car in reverse and turned around by the barn, heading down the driveway, not saying a single thing as Y/N stared at him.

“You’re really not going to tell me anything?” She shook her head, licking her lip before biting it as she huffed.

“We’re going to Richmond, Virginia, to read,” he gave her one hint.

“Hmm,” she smiled, “I’m sure you won't tell me the title, so Mr. I can remember every book ever, what’s a random line in it?”

“You’re smart,” he teased her, “but for the brilliant green of the huge leaves that spread from their summits in long, tremulous lines, dallying with the Zephyrs—”

“We’re going to the Edgar Allan Poe Museum!” She cut him off with a cheer.

He slows down on the barren dirt road, mouth wide open as she got it right, he turns to her as they come to a complete stop, “how the heck did you get that?”

“Yes!” she laughed, tossing her head back as she clapped and kicked her feet a little, so proud of herself, “I’m a librarian, Spencer! Did you think I wouldn’t know Eleonora?”

“That’s the most random sentence in the whole poem?” Spencer was shocked, she recalled it faster than he thought he would be able to if she read a line to him.

“My brother’s first motorcycle was a Zephyr,” she smiled at him, raising her eyebrows. “My brain is kinda like a filing cabinet, if you give me a word I can remember everything I’ve ever heard with that word included.”

He started to drive again, shaking his head as he paid attention to the road but still astounded by how amazing she is. “Amoreena gets that from you then, she could have both our eidetic memories together, that would be very interesting to see.”

“Eidetic memory?” She questioned.

“It’s what most people call photographic memory,” Spencer explained. “You can remember everything you hear which is why you and Amoreena are able to recall songs, books and movie facts so fast, while I can read back to you anything I’ve read without having to see it again, it’s forever in my mind.”

“So we’re both geniuses, cool,” Y/N smiled at him again, “sorry I ruined your surprise.”

“You just know where we’re going,” he reminded her, laying his hand on hers, interlocking their fingers as he drove.

They had an hour alone before the real date started.

So she showed him all of her favourite songs, including some of Amoreena’s playlists so he could get familiar with them before their trip to Rhode Island. Her voice was impeccable, she knew all the words and harmonies, often opting to cove background voices he wouldn’t have even known were there if it wasn’t for her.

She loved music in a way that intrigued him, she enjoyed music with a story. Much like the reason she loved books so much, she enjoyed picturing the happy places in her mind that the songs were able to take her to, they filled her with glee and hope as she sang to her heart's content. Taking short breaks to explain the meanings of songs, to recite the best lyrics and why the songs are close to her heart.

“Do you want to hear the song that reminds me the most of you?” She asked between songs, pausing so that nothing else would start.

“Sure,” he blushed, nervous for what it could be and how she imagined him in her mind, hoping he could live up to it.

“I'm perfectly fine I live on my own, I made up on my mind, I'm better off bein' alone. We met a few weeks ago, now you try on callin' me, baby, like tryin' on clothes,”

She stares at him with a beautiful smile as she waits to see his reaction to the opening, finally singing when the beat drops, dancing softly in her seat as she belted the words out to him.

“So prove to me I'm your American Queen, and you move to me like I'm a Motown beat, and we rule the kingdom inside my room,” She brushed her hand across his jaw, teasing him as the words flow from her lips to his ears, she loves him and he can feel it with every syllable.

“And all at once, you are the one I have been waiting for, King of my heart, body and soul, ooh whoa! And all at once, you are all I want, I'll never let you go King of my heart, body and soul, ooh whoa,” she sings so softly, with a purpose, turning it down a little so that he can talk to her.

“I love you,” he reminded her, “so much it hurts sometimes.”

“It’s like your heartstrings are tugging on each other, right?” She agreed, “like they want to jump out of our chests and run to each other.”

He nodded with a soft smile, reaching for her hand again holding it as he brought it to his mouth for a kiss, “queen of my heart.”

“Hmmm,” she thought over his words, “I’m pretty content with being princess still, Lady Amoreena is in line for the thrown, it’s part of her namesake after all.”

“Does the kingdom have a name?”

“You know the Elton John song Goodbye Yellow Brick Road?” She waited for his nod, “my grandma called it Ozellous so it’s like wizard of Oz but I added the 'ellous' because people always said they were jealous of our farm.”

He’s trying his best to keep his eyes on the road when all he want’s to do is look at her smile, to see her pupil change as she recalls the loving memory, it’s his favourite thing to do. Better than any movie or play, seeing her face was better than looking at the most expensive art piece. He was so in love with all of her.

“Were you like Amoreena as a kid?”

“Oh yeah,” she laughed, “bullied hardcore for it too, kids always told me to shut up cause I’d add facts to conversations I wasn’t a part of.”

“I would have loved to listen,” Spencer replied softly, knowing the feeling all too well.

They were only a few minutes away now, turning into the small town and passing quaint little homes and cottages. “Amoreena would love this drive, these are some interesting townspeople homes for her imagination, we should come back sometime this summer.”

His heart was going to actually explode, she was everything he never knew he needed.

“I’d love that,” he added as they pulled into the museum. “I’m a museum member and I’m a patron, so sometimes I donate rare pieces I find, they love me here.”

Her mouth opened to speak, but her eyes got caught on the twinkling lights in the distance, mesmerized by everything. Old cobblestone streets, brick buildings and wooden gates, it was straight out of the 1800s and absolutely fantastical.

“And it’s all ours for the night,” he put the car in park and turned to her, “wait here?”

She nodded, speechless as she continued to look out the window at everything. Spencer got out of the car, opening the back seat to grab and put on his jacket, straighten out his suit before opening her door and extending a hand to help her out.

“Princess,” he extended his arm for her to tuck her own under, he closed her door and escorted her through the gate and towards the garden.

The sun was just starting to set, 7 pm in early June being the most beautiful time of year in rural Virginia, the sky was a perfect purple as he leads her through the stone arches towards the picnic.

Her eyes sparkled with all the lights, wide and pupils blown as she took it all in. It was a fairytale, she was in a princess dress, he was the king of her heart and this was just the beginning of happily ever after.

“Spencer, whatever your middle name is, Reid,” she gasped, swatting his arm lightly with a smile growing on her face.

“It’s Walter,” he smiled right back.

He let go of her hand then and walked over to a table, turning on the record player and dropping the needle in the right spot. He did his research into some Taylor Swift songs, finding one that reminded him the most of Y/N and how much he loved her.

“May I have this dance?” He asks as she notices the all too familiar guitar strumming.

He reaches a hand out for her, pulling her in as she takes it, “I was so so lost before I found you in the park,” he explains the first verse, barely a whisper beside her ear as they start to sway.

There I was again tonight forcing laughter, faking smiles Same old tired, lonely place Walls of insincerity Shifting eyes and vacancy, vanished when I saw your face

“All I can say is it was enchanting to meet you,” he whispers once more, feeling the goosebumps bursting on her bare arms.

He spun her around, extending both their arms as she twirled out and then back into his embrace again with a giggle. She swayed back and forth, dancing with him like the night they got married in her field.

Your eyes whispered "have we met?" Across the room your silhouette starts to make it's way to me The playful conversation starts Counter all your quick remarks, like passing notes in secrecy

“And it was enchanting to meet you, All I can say is I was enchanted to meet you,” he sings them this time, spinning her out again as the chorus hits, her eyes widening as she began to smile wider than he’s ever seen before.

They sang the words together as they danced, smiling and laughing as they moved around the cobblestone. Finding a rhythm so perfect, so them, it was silly and not on beat in the slightest, mostly spinning, it was a spinning song if the album cover was any indication.

This night is sparkling, don't you let it go I'm wonderstruck, blushing all the way home I'll spend forever wondering if you knew I was enchanted to meet you!

“The lingering question kept me up, Two a.m., who do you love? I wonder till I'm wide awake! Now I'm pacing back and forth, wishing you were at my door, I'd open up and you would say, hey! It was enchanting to meet you, all I know is I was enchanted to meet you,” Y/N’s voice softer than ever as she sang her anxieties into his ear, remembering the day at the museum where she wondered if she could have him all to herself.

This night is sparkling, don't you let it go I'm wonderstruck, blushing all the way home I'll spend forever wondering if you knew This night is flawless, don't you let it go I'm wonderstruck, dancing around all alone I'll spend forever wondering if you knew I was enchanted to meet you

Spinning around in circles she leaves his grasp, dress circling in the wind and he watches her. She takes both his hands and spins around with him in a tight circle before pulling back in, their chests bumping as they laughed, happier than he’s ever been in his entire life, and she’s made him pretty happy in the last few weeks.

The girl of his dreams, dancing around him with a smile like she was making her own music video. This was a dream of hers he didn’t know, making it come true as it became a dream of his own.

He places his hands on her cheeks as he stares into her eyes, “this is me praying that this was the very first page, not where the storyline ends. My thoughts will echo your name until I see you again. These are the words I held back, as I was leaving too soon, I was enchanted to meet you,” he whisper’s the words, barely singing, more talking.

“Please don't be in love with someone else. Please don't have somebody waiting on you. Please don't be in love with someone else. Please don't have somebody waiting on you,” she sings right back to him, staring into his eyes as they stand still in the garden.

She pulls him into a kiss, breathing in deeply through her nose as they hold each other’s cheeks, unable to get closer as they kissed. Pulling away with a loud smooch sound, smiling before taking her hands in his, once more.

Spinning her around again as the beat drops once more, her smile more beautiful than the first time he saw it. He was so madly in love, he firmly believed he was in heaven.

This night is sparkling, don't you let it go I'm wonderstruck, blushing all the way home I'll spend forever wondering if you knew!!

This night is flawless, don't you let it go I'm wonderstruck, dancing around all alone I'll spend forever wondering if you knew I was enchanted to meet you!

Please don't be in love with someone else Please don't have somebody waiting on you

“Now go stand in the corner and think about what you did,” Taylor Swift's voice cuts into the beautiful moment as her songs change and the mood drastically changes.

Y/N bursts out in laughter, jumping lightly as she enjoyed the song, head-banging along as she danced by herself until Spencer turned the music off once again, “you’re so cute.”

“Thank you,” she bowed, “this is cute!”

“There’s a picnic basket in the fridge inside, and some wine if you think that’s a good idea?” Pointing towards the main house, she followed him towards the door.

“Oh, hello?” Her voice changed as she noticed the two black cats on the window, letting Spencer head inside for the basket as she talked to them.

“That’s Edgar and Pluto, the groundskeeper found them in the shed in 2012,” Spencer explains as he comes back out, basket in hand but she’s too busy with the cats to notice.

Petting both their faces, they stretch into her reach and bask in the feeling of her nails on their skin, Spencer would agree it felt nice. He loved the feeling of her hands in his hair, he must have been a cat in his last life.

“Amoreena wants her own indoor cat,” Y/N smiled wide at him, “she always wanted to call him Hercules like the Elton John song, almost like she knew you were her dad all along.”

She took his free hand then, following him towards the blanket in the grass, “how?”

“There’s a line in the song about Greek gods, but it says Hercules on her side and Diana in her eyes, and she does have your mom's eyes, right down to the colour of her iris,” Y/N looked at him like he was everything to her.

Spencer couldn’t speak, he just set the basket on the ground and ushered her to sit down beside him. She held the skirt of her dress up so she could sit crisscross applesauce on the blanket, draping her dress over her legs so she didn’t show anything off just yet.

“Every time I look at you I understand all her quirks and her facial expressions,” she added like she was trying to make him cry, “I’ve been looking at her for almost 8 years now, wondering who you were and now I know, and you’re so much better than I ever imagined.”

“Would you have looked for me when she turned 18?” Is all he can ask through his sniffles, trying to hold it together for her.

She nodded, “I was going to tell her soon anyway, she asks a lot of questions I’m not sure if you noticed.” Her giggle was priceless, “she had lots of questions when the goats were born this year and that meant her asking more about making human babies and I just said a special man helped me make my dreams come true, and she thought it was Rumpelstiltskin.”

Spencer couldn’t fight the laugh that erupted from him, leaning forward as he chuckled, making her laugh too. “Does she even know the whole story?”

“She’s only seen the 4th Shrek movie with him, she has no idea that he also takes the babies,” Y/N placed her hand on his knee gently, “If I get pregnant again, I’m going to tell her about how it all works as simply as possible, I want her to feel included in this and she’ll be less jealous if she sees this as a learning opportunity.”

“That’s a good idea,” he agreed, “I still can't believe she almost punched Michael for hugging me.”

“Oh, I can,” Y/N laughed again, “she was being bullied last year by an older kid and I said if someone upsets you or hurts you, sometimes it’s not that bad to hurt them back. Make them know you’re not weak and you care about yourself, and she gave a kid a black eye for tugging on her braid.”

Spencer couldn’t stop smiling, “that’s my girl.”

Y/N opened the picnic basket then, taking everything out with a smile as Spencer stared at her, thinking a million different thoughts about future kids, how Amoreena would grow up, seeing her as a big sister to hopefully many.

They both leaned forward and kissed softly, smiling as they pulled back, “so you like charcuterie?”

She laughed, “Amoreena called it shark coochie once, I can’t not think of that now.”

“How many kids do you want?”

“Have you ever read cheaper by the dozen?” She teased him. “As many as I can have, I have the funds thanks to my job and the farm and not having to pay a mortgage, I was going to have another baby next year anyway, I had an appointment and everything scheduled, I even tried to get them to contact Amoreena’s father for another sample but they said they couldn’t ask you outright for me.”

“They asked me if I wanted to give another sample when I asked if I could know my kids,” Spencer remembered the words exactly, “she said ‘You have four offspring so far, none of the other samples used have produced a child, the women were all IVF as well so it wasn’t your swimmer's fault if you wanted to donate again.’”

“I don’t want to know the truth, are you okay if we let her decide if she wants to find out at 18?” Y/N asked softly, “I’m content thinking you’re her father, I don’t want to know if it’s some other tall who-lookin’ genius, okay?”

“That’s perfect actually,” Spencer agreed, “and on the kids front, you don’t mind me being in my 70s when they all start going to University?”

“My dad is 68 with no signs of stopping, and he’s still fantastic with his grandkids,” Y/N always had a fact to combat his anxiety. “You have a lot of life left in you, I’ll take good care of you so that they have the best dad ever for as long as possible.”

Spencer was so in love with his family he felt like he was floating, laughing and smiling all meal long as they shared facts back and forth about their lives. Getting to know each other more and more as the seconds passed, he imagined it would be like this forever. She was like a bottomless pit of information, facts, stories and secrets. He loved every single one she shared with him.

She poured herself a second small glass of wine, “you know they say that one glass of wine every once in a while is actually good for the baby?”

“It doesn’t work that fast,” he reminded her, more like he reminded himself. He didn’t want to hope in the chance it didn’t happen right away.

“I had a nightmare last night for the first time in a long time, so I think it worked,” she teased him. “I won't know till June 10th, that's when my next period would be.”

“Nightmare?” It was the only part he picked up on, worried for her and wondering why she didn’t wake him up.

She nodded softly, “I found out I was pregnant and you never came home, and I got lost in the forest looking for you and then I remembered I could wake up.”

He rests his hand on her knee, rubbing his thumb against her bare skin softly, “I’m always coming home to you.”

“I know, when I got pregnant with Amoreena I had bad dreams in the first few weeks too, mostly about giving birth to nothing and being alone all over again, the subconscious and pregnancy hormones are mean as fuck when they hang out,” she laughed away the pain, “I know none of it is real.”

“Good,” he whispered, not knowing what really to say, he wasn’t used to soothing other people yet. Most people didn’t want his facts or concernment when something happened, just a hug normally.

She took a deep breath, pushing everything away, “good news, either my anxiety disorder is back in full swing or something’s working in here,” she laid her hand over her stomach, “either way, I’d like to try again tonight?”

He laughed, “we don’t need to make a baby every time you want to have sex?”

She got onto her knees then, crawling over the blanket and sitting right in Spencer's lap with her hands on both of his cheeks, “I want all your babies.”

He held her waist, pulling her in closer to his chest, “right now?”

She nodded, moving her dress out of the way to undo his belt, “no one is here right? It’s not like anyone would know?”

“Mhmm,” he agreed, kissing her neck as she unzipped his pants, moving his underwear out of the way just enough to free his hardening cock, she stroked it right there in the middle of the garden, staring down between their bodies in awe as he came to life.

Sitting up on her knees more, the slit of her dress made it a lot easier for her to show him her underwear. She was wearing just a thong, perfect for pulling to the side as she lowered herself onto him, ever so slowly.

She fixed her dress around them, completely calm and composed as he was fully inside of her, “you’re okay with this?”

He huffed a laugh out of his nose, dropping his forehead to her shoulder so he couldn’t buck into her and ruin the moment she was making, his hands moving to her hips, guiding her back and off him slightly before back down again, making her gasp.

“I thought you wanted to read?” She teased him as she started to ride him more, moving her hips in a way that took him in and out of her at just the right angle, her hands on his shoulders as she bounced on him lightly, he couldn’t even think straight. “Go on, read to me.”

He took a second to remember the words, mind totally somewhere else and not interested in a book at all when her boobs were right in his face.

“I am come of a race noted for vigor of fancy and ardor of passion,” the first sentence slipped past his lips as she kept going, he took a moment to kiss right under her ear before continuing.

“Men have called me mad; but the question is not yet settled, whether madness is or is not the loftiest intelligence—whether much that is glorious—whether all that is profound—does not spring from disease of thought—from moods of mind exalted at the expense of the general intellect.”

“Shit,” she moaned, pushing his hand down towards her clit, “you can multitask, smartie pants.”

His thumb was on a mission then, rubbing small circles against her pleasure point, she tossed her head back with her eyes closed as she continued to ride him, “I don’t hear you reading?”

He moaned softly in her ear at the feeling, and the fact she wanted to get off to hearing him recite something from memory, it was more euphoric than he could have ever imagined.

“They who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night. In their gray visions they obtain glimpses of eternity, and thrill, in ah- awakening, fuck,” he was trying his best to stay as composed as she was when he really just wanted to lay her against the blanket and fuck her into next week.

“to find that they have been upon the verge of the great secret,” Y/N whispered the end of the sentence, grinding down on him harder than before.

“In snatches, they learn something of the wisdom which is of good,” she whispered into his ear, biting his earlobe softly with a moan and he kept rubbing her clit, “you’re so good, Spencer, so so good," she paused to enjoy the moment before whispering in his ear once more, "And more of the mere knowledge which is of evil. They penetrate, however, rudderless or compass-less into the vast ocean of the "light ineffable," and again, like the adventures of the Nubian geographer, "agressi sunt mare tenebrarum, quid in eo esset exploraturi.”

Her words softer than ever and they were never going to get to the end of this poem, he'd never know how the rest of the words sound on her tongue, she pulled him into a kiss then, moaning into his mouth as they ground against each other, finding a perfect rhythm to bring them to the end.

“There, yes, fuck,” she whispered against his lips, pushing against him as she arched her back slightly, slipping away from his mouth as she did so.

He slammed into her then as he chased her lips, making her whimper one last time before she was shaking in his lap, her legs quivering as she finished on him, sending him over the edge and stilling as he came with a shudder. He held her so close, both of them breathing into each other's mouths as they came down, kissing and smiling as they stayed connected.

“We’ll name her Eleonora,” Y/N teased, pulling off him and laying back against the blanket.

He made sure her underwear was back in the right spot before covering her with her dress again and sliding himself back into his underwear.

“Amoreena and Eleonora have a good ring to it, we just need 10 more names,” he teased right back.

“Hopefully we have a little boy one day too,” she smiled as she tugged him down beside her, cuddling into her side as they stared up at the newly dark blue sky and the array of stars that decided to join them this evening.

“Even if it’s just Amoreena, I’ve never been happier in my whole life than when I’m with you,” he whispered. “Thank you.”

“For what?” She asked, purely to keep hearing his voice.

“Making me want to get up in the morning again, giving me a reason not to buy drugs for something euphoric to happen to me, showing me real love and proof that happiness is possible if you just chose to be happy,” he gave example after example.

“I thought I learned everything the world had to offer, but you’ve been showing me new little life hacks that make the world so much better, I see a future of bright colours and happiness and laughter for the first time ever, so thank you.”

She held him closer, “it’s been a pleasure falling in love with you, together, you deserve to love yourself. You’re so wonderful Spencer, it breaks my heart to know that anyone has ever made you feel the opposite.”

He couldn’t speak anymore, turning to kiss her neck and cheek so he had something to do that wasn’t crying. He loved her so incredibly deeply that he felt like he was an anchor, dropping to the bottom of her deepest ocean, without a single plan to leave.

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Sunny Ozell Talks Overnight Lows

Sunny Ozell Shares News on Her New Album @sunnyozell

Last week I received an exciting phone call from Americana sweetheart Sunny Ozell, talking about her new album ‘Overnight Lows’, due for release February 2020.

Last time we had a conversation, Sunny hinted that her next album would be full of originals and may take on a different approach to the debut. Musicvein was eager to hear first-hand all about it.

“Well…erm this album is still very…

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The Conqueror

In short, nothing is so sweet as to triumph over the Resistance of a beautiful Person; and in that I have the Ambition of Conquerors, who fly perpetually from Victory to Victory and can never prevail with themselves to put a bound to their Wishes. Nothing can restrain the Impetuosity of my Desires; I have an Heart for the whole Earth; and like Alexander, I could wish for New Worlds wherein to extend my Amorous Conquests.

–Don John in Molière, Don John; Or, The Libertine, Translated by John Ozell, In Oscar Mandell, Ed., The Theatre of Don Juan

[another-stupid-writing-blog]

Area 3 Continued (2)

The hooded figure and their dog run up to you, the hooded figure worriedly asking something in their language.

You look at them, confused, before they clear their throat and speak again in your language.

???: You okay, miss?

You’re still a little bit groggy, so you don’t respond right away.

???: You have pain? I can help you.

Before you can even say anything, they press the green chisel against one of your wounds.

You feel your energy drain a little, but the wound instantly feels much better. In fact, you look at it once they’ve pulled away, it the claw marks there have completely healed up.

Your HP is maxed out!

???: I am sorry. I had to use your energy, because I do not have more.

You get your bearings and try to get a good look at this person. As you saw earlier, they’re about 3 feet tall with blue-green skin. Right now, you see the bottom half of their face as well, noting that their nose and upper lips are much like those of a cat. Unmistakably, this is a goblin. However, that’s all you can really tell at the moment. Their loose hooded robe is very good at concealing their hair, eyes, and body type, and while the voice sounds very feminine, you suddenly feel the need to ask their pronouns.

Either way, you tell them that it’s fine, and thank them for their help.

GOBLIN: You are welcome!

GOBLIN: Ha! Was eylopris, yes? I think-- I was thinking you are… you were…

Eylopris?

GOBLIN: Is not the word? Uh… “Difficult.” Opposite of “sure.”

You do not understand.

GOBLIN: Uh, is not important. Sorry. English is not my first language.

Again, you say it’s fine. You’re just happy they were here to help.

GOBLIN: Yes! You are welcome. Isha…

There is a pause.

GOBLIN: Can I have one of the wolves? I killed one, and you killed one, so it is equal, right?

Sure, they can.

GOBLIN: Great! Thank you!

They walk over to the wolf that they killed and pick it up. Just before slumping it over their shoulder, they turn back to you.

GOBLIN: Actually, you want to trade? Not just the wolves, but other things? I have many great things from the… the place with the trees!

The forest? Sure, you’ll see what they have.

The goblin drops the wolf to their side, and starts placing several items from beneath their cloak onto the ground. You then do the same with items from your bag.

They have:

1  Fresh Wolf Corpse (Worth 5 Barter Points)

1  PIG SKIN (1 BP)

1  SALTED HAMSTEAK (4 BP)

1  PIG BONE (1 BP)

1  WOOD (1 BP)

3  APPLES (2 BP each)

1  ACID BOTTLE (3 BP)

3  Wolfsbane (2 BP each)

3  TEA LEAVES (1 BP each)

You have:

Water Bottle (2 BP)

Bread (1 BP)

Fresh Wolf Corpse (5 BP)

Empty Bottle (1 BP)

St. John’s Wort (2 BP)

 First, you trade in the Wolf Corpse. Obviously, you don’t have access to a butcher yet, and you likely won’t before the “Fresh” part no longer applies. Next, you down your water bottle, maxing out your MP, before handing both empty bottles to the goblin.

In exchange, you ask for the Salted Ham Steak and the Acid Bottle. The goblin agrees.

 GOBLIN: You want something else?

You decide you’d like to strike up conversation.

GOBLIN: Oh. Okay… Um… Of what do you want to speak?

You’ll start by asking pronouns, name, where they’re from, et cetera.

GOBLIN: Uh, pronouns?

Yes, pronouns. He/him? She/her? They/them?

GOBLIN: …She/her. And you?

…Also she/her.

GOBLIN: Huh. Uh, my name, my name is Giefea, and like more goblins, I am from under the earth. I do not want to speak much of me, though. Like you see of my clothing, I prefer to be… obscured. More… impersonal, aboshe?

That’s… fair enough, you guess?

Like, you’re trying not to take it too personally, because you know they’re a goblin, and you hear that culturally, they tend to keep to themselves a bit. Still, though, a person just straight-up told you not to get chummy with them, and that kinda hurts.

Not that you can blame them, though. Even though goblins aren’t technically monsters, humans don’t really have a great track record with non-humans, and you’d be cautious too if you were in her shoes. I mean, you’re assuming that that’s part of it, but maybe it’s kind of speciest to assume that? Oh, but that’s a really difficult topic to think about.

You brush off that train of thought, say aloud that her stance is fair enough, and change the subject by asking about the forest.

GOBLIN: The forest? (Dedruv, osh bluro ta ozel aglerel.) Yes, there are many animals here that have much hunger, and also, there are some monsters who do not like humans. Please, do not go through the forest. At least, do it with caution, and do not— And attempt to not fight. My… my friend is— My friend Xoknath is an orc, and he is a good person. He is just… a protector. You understand?

Well, even being there is gonna invite trouble, but you really have to go through, so you know you can’t make any promises. However, you don’t want to ignore her warning entirely. That would be very rude.

You shoot her a “message received” nod, but that doesn’t seem to relax her all that much, so you accompany it with a thumbs up, and head out.

Boss Intro - Xoknath

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[deryasa]

15 Subat

Sevgililer gunu ve tum ozel tarihlerin ertesi gunleri gibi siradan bir 15 Subattayiz. Sevgililer gunu hangi tarihten itibaren kutlanmaya baslafi merak eden googledan baksin. Ama ben bu ozel tarihlerin ertesi gunlerinin zavalliligina uzuluyorum.

Mesela 1 ocak nasil yorgun bir gundur, bir gece once sanki hayatimizda bir anda herseyi degistirecekmiscesine umutlarla yuklu geri sayimlar yapip ertesi gun sizdigimiz yerlerden surunerek kalktigimiz vasifsiz bir gun.

14 Subatta her yere boca edilen kalpler, kirmizi gullerden sonra bugun yaninda salyasi yastiga akmis sevgilinin yaninda uyandigin siradan bir subat gunune uyaniyorsun. Oysa bir gun once sanki beyaz atli prensle uyumustun.

Iste bu yuzden, sirf bu ertesi gunlerin yanlizligina uzuldugum icin bundan sonra kendime sadece tum dunyaca kutlanan gunlerin ertesi gunlerini kutlamaya adiyorum. Cunku neden olmasin?

[yontemgorkem]

Greenwich’te milenyuma ozel kubbe

Greenwich’te milenyuma ozel kubbe

Binyıl yılı için ulusal bir kutlama, ilk olarak John Major'ın Muhafazakar hükümeti tarafından Mart 1994'te tasarlandı. Milenyum Komisyonu tarafından Mart 1995'te bir istişare belgesi yayınlandı ve teklifler Mayıs ayında davet edildi. Dört site kısa listeye alındı ​​ve Ocak 1996'da fikir geliştirmek için

Milenyum Kubbesi ('Kubbe' olarak bilinir), Londra, Greenwich'de bulunan kumaş kaplı, kablo ağı yapısıdır. İngiltere’nin 31 Aralık 1999’dan 31 Aralık 2000’e kadar süren milenyum kutlamalarının en önemli parçası olarak 2000’de açıldı.

 Daha sonra 2005 yılında O2'yi yeniden markalandırdı ve 2007'de dünyanın en yoğun müzik arenası olan O2 Arena'yı içerecek şekilde halka açıldı. Aynı zamanda Londra 2012 Olimpiyatları sırasında jimnastiğin yapıldığı yerdi. Daha detayli greenwich gezilecek yerler listsi icin linke tiklayin

[pretzelogic1]

Two late night musical and one comedian suggestions for you all

1.) A newish band called strfkr. They’ve been around since 2007 and in that time they have released five albums none of which sold very well (usually the sign of a pretty good band). Very Radioheadesque. They have bleeps and bloops in their music and they write 100% of the music themselves. 2.) Van Morrison. Van the man is a legend but he isn’t appreciated enough anymore. He has 36 albums all of which are amazing and he writes all of them himself. 3.) A newish comedian named feraz ozel. He’s half Pakistani half Afghan and has one fantastic album named “Chillenial” (it’s on pandora. Much like every other album on earth) that came out at the end of last year. His cadence is very John mulaney-esque . Which is the highest compliment I can give to a comedian. Also we DM'ed Twitter for a few minutes and he’s a nice dude. Which helps.

[sociologyontherock]

An Introduction to Classical Music for Sociology Students

An Introduction to Classical Music for Sociology Students

By Stephen Harold Riggins

WEEK 1

Max Richter (composer) – This Bitter Earth. Diana Washington (singer), Christopher Wheeldon (choreographer), Tiler Peck and Tyler Angle (dancers).

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oIuFucW6vgw 

Length:6:59.

Arvo Pärt (composer) – Spiegel im Spiegel (Mirror in the Mirror). Documentary about nuclear testing. Angèle Dubeau and La Pieta (musicians).

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-41KR8VjsOg 

Length: 9:12.

Elliott Carter (composer) – Caténaires. Conrad Tao (pianist).

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gfUvbHPiulU 

Length: 2:53.

WEEK 2

George Frideric Handel (composer) – Overture – Atalanta, Henry Purcell (composer) – Sound the Trumpet; Handel (composer) – Eternal Source of Light Divine, Handel – Bourée – Water Piece in D Major . Alison Balsam (trumpet), Iestyn Davies (countertenor), Trevor Pinnock (conductor) and the English Concert Orchestra.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wa2vzx-aNrw 

Length: 9:42.

Johann Sebastian Bach (composer) – Andante from the Organ Sonata No. 4.

Vikingur Olafsson (pianist).

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h3-rNMhIyuQ&list=RDqTwqBVt2Clw&index=2

Length: 5:27.

 Sergei Prokofiev (composer) – Fourth movement from his Flute Sonata. 

Brandon Patrick George (flutist).

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K60S7FoRK18

Length: 7:10.

WEEK 3

Francis Poulenc (composer) – Concerto for Two Pianos. Alexander Malofeen and Sandro Nebieridze (pianists). Second International Competition for Young Pianists.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HTOHxCpD6do 

Length: 20:04.

Gustav Mahler (composer) – Adagietto from his Fifth Symphony. 

Herbert von Karajan (conductor), Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Les39aIKbzE 

Length: 11:53.

Morten Lauridsen (composer) – O Magnum Mysterium. 

Anne Akiko Meyers (violin), Akira Eguchi (piano).

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nTr6a9ctTpI 

Length: 6:19.

WEEK 4

Antonio Vivaldi (composer) – Juditha Triumphans, RV 644: Armatae Face et Anguibus.

Léa Desandre (soprano). Jupiter Ensemble (musicians).

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZxrBSad5FWQ&list=RD0vfkZRNigAI&index=4 

Length: 3:28.

George Frideric Handel (composer) – Tornami a Vagheggiar. Amanda Forsythe (singer). Apollo’s Fire (chamber orchestra).

https://www.youtu.com/watch?v=Nq_X1AcXwZY

Length: 5:45.

John Adams (composer) – Short Ride in a Fast Machine. Marin Alsop (conductor), BBC Symphony Orchestra. BBC Proms.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5LoUm_r7It8 

Length: 4:39.

Maurice Ravel (composer) – Introduction and Allegro. 

Sivan Magen (harp), Israeli Chamber Project.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V8o2zLtms64 

Length: 11:17.

WEEK 5

Richard Wagner (composer) – Isolde’s Liebestod. Jessye Norman (soprano).

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9680zhMmIqM

Length: 6:45.

Felix Mendelssohn (composer) String Quartet in F Minor. 

Alexi Kenny and Nathan Meltzer (violin), Hsin-yun Huang (viola), Nicholas Canellakis (cello).

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0s7A4Iy0Ba8 

Length: 27:41.

Sergei Prokofiev (composer) – Toccata. Yuja Wang (pianist). Performed as an encore.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AVpnr8dI_50 

Length: 5:11.

WEEK 6

Earl Wilde (arranger and pianist) – Seven Virtuoso Etudes on Gershwin Melodies.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cUhUf3rjspI 

Length: 19:53.

Aaron Copland (composer) – Concerto for Clarinet and String Orchestra. 

Martin Fröst (clarinet). Norwegian Chamber Orchestra

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9GnJBLwOjFo 

Length: 15:35.

Anoushka Shankar (sitar) and Patricia Kopatchinskaja (violin) – Raga Piloo, duet for violin and sitar.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7F5HND4F6Fo 

Length: 17:03.

WEEK 7

Dimitri Shostakovich (composer) – Symphony Number 5. 

David Afkham (Iranian-German conductor). Frankfurt Radio Symphony.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cg0M4LzEITQ 

Length: 55:37.

Ludwig van Beethoven (composer) – Sonata No. 18 in E Flat Major (“The Hunt”).

Conrad Tao (pianist).

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ftj465Qlwpc&t=386s 

Length: 24:16.

WEEK 8

Erich Wolfgang Korngold (composer) – Violin Concerto.

William Hagen (violinist), Christopher Eschenbach (conductor), Frankfurt Radio Symphony.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tdRmnjzpKT4&t=1090 

Length: 28:56.

Jean-Philippe Rameau (composer) – Les Boréades.  Vikingur Olafsson (pianist).

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qTwqBVt2Clw&list=RDqTwqBVt2Clw&start_radio=1

Length: 4:45.

César Frank – Sonata in A Major for Violin and Piano. 

Nathan Meltzer (violin), Evren Ozel (piano).

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ayc6o0vr7w8 

Length: 26:02.

WEEK 9

Igor Stravinsky (composer) – Pulcinella Suite. 

Yannick Nézet-Séguin (conductor), symphonieorchesters des Bayerischen Rundfunks.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YqW3KGN29SI 

Length: 24:00.

Johann Sebastian Bach (arranged by Ferruccio Busoni) – Chaconne in D Minor, BVW 1004. Hélène Grimaud (pianist). 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sw9DlMNnpPM 

Length: 16:46.

WEEK 10

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart – Finale (a cenar teco) from the opera Don Giovanni. 

Samuel Ramey and Kurt Moll (singers), Metropolitan Opera New York. 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hY_bQpmEBc0 

Length: 6:54.

Felix Mendelssohn (composer) – Octet in E-flat Major.

Composed by Mendelssohn at age 16.

Janine Jansen, Ludvig Gudim, Johan Dalene, Sonoko Miriam Welde (violin);

Amihai Grosz, Eivind Holtsmark Ringstad (viola);

Jens Peter Maintz, Alexander Warenberg (cello).

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vw1kcQ-QbZw&t=102s  

Length: 33:36.

George Frideric Handel (composer) – Suite No. 5: The Harmonious Blacksmith. 

Gerard Aimontche (African-Russian pianist).

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IwjIiUNBiTk 

Length: 11:39.

Vincent Ho (composer) – Rejuvenation: A Taoist Journey. Long Yu (conductor), 

Wu Man (pipa). Mark Rowsell (narrator), Toronto Symphony Orchestra.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Es7WvU1Ug6o 

Length: 16:28.

WEEK 11

Peteris Vasks (composer) – Distant Light, violin concerto. 

Marc Bouchkov (violin), Stanislav Kochanovsky (conductor), Frankfurt Radio Symphony.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xtdFecPt92M

Length: 36:53.

Marjan Mozetich (Canadian composer) – Affairs of the Heart. Juliette Kang (violin), Nora Bumanis and Julia Shaw (harp), Mario Bernardi (conductor), CBC Vancouver Orchestra. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wWc62xO2O2c 

Length: 23:02.

WEEK 12

Pianists Demonstrate Proper Conducting Technique Part I.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lQOMSPWOEqc 

Length: 6:11.

Antonio Vivaldi arranged by Johann Sebastian Bach – Concerto for Four Pianos.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7OwQOb6bd1M&list=RD0vfkZRNigAI&index=6 

Multipiano Ensemble, Israel.

Length: 10:44.

Alessandro Marcello (composer) – Oboe Concerto in D Minor. 

Jose Antonio Masmano (oboist), Michael Thomas (conductor), Orquesta Ciudad de Almeria.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=87xObdbnBCg  

Length: 12:49.

Claudio Monteverdi (composer) and Giovanni Felice Sances (composer).

Philippe Jaroussky (countertenor), Marie-Nicole Lemieux (soprano), concert in Baden Baden. 

Performed as two encores.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0vfkZRNigAI&list=RD0vfkZRNigAI&start_radio=1

Length: 9:12.

[gallipoliguide]

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Brüksel'den itibaren Brugge'ye Tam Gün Özel Gezi

Kuzey Venedik – Bruges’e özel bir gezinin tadını çıkarın. Nehirleri süzün, Ortaçağ sokaklarını keşfedin ve müzeler, tarihi binalar ve geçmiş yüzyılların güzel Flaman etkilerini keşfedin.

Brüksel’den itibaren Brugge’ye Tam Gün Özel Gezi

Öne çıkanlar

Kuzey Venedik’i ziyaret ederek bir gün geçirin

Güzel şehre genel bir bakış için kanalları yukarı kaydırın

Tam açıklama

Bruges’e sık sık Kuzey’in Venedik’i denir ve bugün tam günlük turunuzda nedenini keşfedeceksiniz. Gününüze güzel bir ortaçağ sokaklarına adım atacağınız Brüksel’den sabahın erken saatlerinde transferle başlayacaksınız. Gününüz, rehberinizin ikonik köprülere ve binalara işaret ettiği ve bu sevimli şehir hakkında harika bir genel bakış sağlayan, ünlü kanallara 30 dakikalık bir yolculukla başlar.

Teknenizden sonra, 15. yüzyıldan bugüne Belçika ressamlarını keşfedebileceğiniz Groeninge Müzesi’ne gitme vakti, van Eyck, Rogier van der Weyden, Hugo van der Goes, Hans Memlling ve Pieter Breughel. Modern sanat bölümünde Paul Delvaux, René Magritte, Constant Permeke ve Gustave van de Woestyne’i bulduk.

Sanat galerisini doldurduktan sonra, Dijver’a gitme zamanı geldi. Burada, mezunların ve mezunların Avrupa Birliği’nin geleceğini tartıştıkları harika bir Avrupa kolejini keşfedebilirsiniz.

Öğle yemeği vakti geldi ve muhteşem bir Belçika yemeği olan 3 öğün yemek yiyeceğiz. Öğle yemeğinden sonra, prestijli Belediye Binası Gotik Odası ile Burg Meydanı’na gideceksiniz. Rehberiniz, sizi Pazar Meydanı’na götürmeden önce bu eski odanın ilginç gerçeklerini ve kalıntılarını gösterecektir. Burada, dünyanın en iyilerinden biri olan muhteşem 47 çan çanını dinleyebilirsiniz.

Yol boyunca Zand Meydanı ve St. Saviour Katedrali’nde de durma şansınız olacak. Saat 17: 00’de Brüksel’e geri döneceğiz.

Neler dahil?

Minibüsle Taşımacılık

Özel rehber

Öğle yemeği (3 servisli menü, içecekler dahil değildir)

Giriş ücretleri (Groeninge Müzesi, St. John hastanesinde Memling müzesi, Belediye Binası ve 30 dakikalık yolculuk)

Vergiler

Hariç olanlar

Öğle yemeğinde içecekler

Öz giderler

[traveltourstrips]

New Post has been published on Lutars Turizm

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Brüksel'den itibaren Brugge'ye Tam Gün Özel Gezi

Kuzey Venedik – Bruges’e özel bir gezinin tadını çıkarın. Nehirleri süzün, Ortaçağ sokaklarını keşfedin ve müzeler, tarihi binalar ve geçmiş yüzyılların güzel Flaman etkilerini keşfedin.

Brüksel’den itibaren Brugge’ye Tam Gün Özel Gezi

Öne çıkanlar

Kuzey Venedik’i ziyaret ederek bir gün geçirin

Güzel şehre genel bir bakış için kanalları yukarı kaydırın

Tam açıklama

Bruges’e sık sık Kuzey’in Venedik’i denir ve bugün tam günlük turunuzda nedenini keşfedeceksiniz. Gününüze güzel bir ortaçağ sokaklarına adım atacağınız Brüksel’den sabahın erken saatlerinde transferle başlayacaksınız. Gününüz, rehberinizin ikonik köprülere ve binalara işaret ettiği ve bu sevimli şehir hakkında harika bir genel bakış sağlayan, ünlü kanallara 30 dakikalık bir yolculukla başlar.

Teknenizden sonra, 15. yüzyıldan bugüne Belçika ressamlarını keşfedebileceğiniz Groeninge Müzesi’ne gitme vakti, van Eyck, Rogier van der Weyden, Hugo van der Goes, Hans Memlling ve Pieter Breughel. Modern sanat bölümünde Paul Delvaux, René Magritte, Constant Permeke ve Gustave van de Woestyne’i bulduk.

Sanat galerisini doldurduktan sonra, Dijver’a gitme zamanı geldi. Burada, mezunların ve mezunların Avrupa Birliği’nin geleceğini tartıştıkları harika bir Avrupa kolejini keşfedebilirsiniz.

Öğle yemeği vakti geldi ve muhteşem bir Belçika yemeği olan 3 öğün yemek yiyeceğiz. Öğle yemeğinden sonra, prestijli Belediye Binası Gotik Odası ile Burg Meydanı’na gideceksiniz. Rehberiniz, sizi Pazar Meydanı’na götürmeden önce bu eski odanın ilginç gerçeklerini ve kalıntılarını gösterecektir. Burada, dünyanın en iyilerinden biri olan muhteşem 47 çan çanını dinleyebilirsiniz.

Yol boyunca Zand Meydanı ve St. Saviour Katedrali’nde de durma şansınız olacak. Saat 17: 00’de Brüksel’e geri döneceğiz.

Neler dahil?

Minibüsle Taşımacılık

Özel rehber

Öğle yemeği (3 servisli menü, içecekler dahil değildir)

Giriş ücretleri (Groeninge Müzesi, St. John hastanesinde Memling müzesi, Belediye Binası ve 30 dakikalık yolculuk)

Vergiler

Hariç olanlar

Öğle yemeğinde içecekler

Öz giderler

[musicveinuk]

Review: Sunny Ozell - Driving Highways

Review: Sunny Ozell – Driving Highways

Sunny Ozell takes everyone to church with ethereal, gospel-tinged track ‘Driving Highways’, from forth-coming album ‘Overnight Lows’ due out in 2020.

The album, written by Sunny and a community of New York Village musicians, Andy Hess and Ethan Eubanks who worked on her debut as well as Adam Levy and Jason Blynn with sounds inspired by Dr John, Harry Nilsson and The Staples Singers.

There’s…

[gallipolidaytours]

New Post has been published on Lutars Turizm

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Brüksel'den itibaren Brugge'ye Tam Gün Özel Gezi

Kuzey Venedik – Bruges’e özel bir gezinin tadını çıkarın. Nehirleri süzün, Ortaçağ sokaklarını keşfedin ve müzeler, tarihi binalar ve geçmiş yüzyılların güzel Flaman etkilerini keşfedin.

Brüksel’den itibaren Brugge’ye Tam Gün Özel Gezi

Öne çıkanlar

Kuzey Venedik’i ziyaret ederek bir gün geçirin

Güzel şehre genel bir bakış için kanalları yukarı kaydırın

Tam açıklama

Bruges’e sık sık Kuzey’in Venedik’i denir ve bugün tam günlük turunuzda nedenini keşfedeceksiniz. Gününüze güzel bir ortaçağ sokaklarına adım atacağınız Brüksel’den sabahın erken saatlerinde transferle başlayacaksınız. Gününüz, rehberinizin ikonik köprülere ve binalara işaret ettiği ve bu sevimli şehir hakkında harika bir genel bakış sağlayan, ünlü kanallara 30 dakikalık bir yolculukla başlar.

Teknenizden sonra, 15. yüzyıldan bugüne Belçika ressamlarını keşfedebileceğiniz Groeninge Müzesi’ne gitme vakti, van Eyck, Rogier van der Weyden, Hugo van der Goes, Hans Memlling ve Pieter Breughel. Modern sanat bölümünde Paul Delvaux, René Magritte, Constant Permeke ve Gustave van de Woestyne’i bulduk.

Sanat galerisini doldurduktan sonra, Dijver’a gitme zamanı geldi. Burada, mezunların ve mezunların Avrupa Birliği’nin geleceğini tartıştıkları harika bir Avrupa kolejini keşfedebilirsiniz.

Öğle yemeği vakti geldi ve muhteşem bir Belçika yemeği olan 3 öğün yemek yiyeceğiz. Öğle yemeğinden sonra, prestijli Belediye Binası Gotik Odası ile Burg Meydanı’na gideceksiniz. Rehberiniz, sizi Pazar Meydanı’na götürmeden önce bu eski odanın ilginç gerçeklerini ve kalıntılarını gösterecektir. Burada, dünyanın en iyilerinden biri olan muhteşem 47 çan çanını dinleyebilirsiniz.

Yol boyunca Zand Meydanı ve St. Saviour Katedrali’nde de durma şansınız olacak. Saat 17: 00’de Brüksel’e geri döneceğiz.

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Özel rehber

Öğle yemeği (3 servisli menü, içecekler dahil değildir)

Giriş ücretleri (Groeninge Müzesi, St. John hastanesinde Memling müzesi, Belediye Binası ve 30 dakikalık yolculuk)

Vergiler

Hariç olanlar

Öğle yemeğinde içecekler

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Brüksel'den itibaren Brugge'ye Tam Gün Özel Gezi

Kuzey Venedik – Bruges’e özel bir gezinin tadını çıkarın. Nehirleri süzün, Ortaçağ sokaklarını keşfedin ve müzeler, tarihi binalar ve geçmiş yüzyılların güzel Flaman etkilerini keşfedin.

Brüksel’den itibaren Brugge’ye Tam Gün Özel Gezi

Öne çıkanlar

Kuzey Venedik’i ziyaret ederek bir gün geçirin

Güzel şehre genel bir bakış için kanalları yukarı kaydırın

Tam açıklama

Bruges’e sık sık Kuzey’in Venedik’i denir ve bugün tam günlük turunuzda nedenini keşfedeceksiniz. Gününüze güzel bir ortaçağ sokaklarına adım atacağınız Brüksel’den sabahın erken saatlerinde transferle başlayacaksınız. Gününüz, rehberinizin ikonik köprülere ve binalara işaret ettiği ve bu sevimli şehir hakkında harika bir genel bakış sağlayan, ünlü kanallara 30 dakikalık bir yolculukla başlar.

Teknenizden sonra, 15. yüzyıldan bugüne Belçika ressamlarını keşfedebileceğiniz Groeninge Müzesi’ne gitme vakti, van Eyck, Rogier van der Weyden, Hugo van der Goes, Hans Memlling ve Pieter Breughel. Modern sanat bölümünde Paul Delvaux, René Magritte, Constant Permeke ve Gustave van de Woestyne’i bulduk.

Sanat galerisini doldurduktan sonra, Dijver’a gitme zamanı geldi. Burada, mezunların ve mezunların Avrupa Birliği’nin geleceğini tartıştıkları harika bir Avrupa kolejini keşfedebilirsiniz.

Öğle yemeği vakti geldi ve muhteşem bir Belçika yemeği olan 3 öğün yemek yiyeceğiz. Öğle yemeğinden sonra, prestijli Belediye Binası Gotik Odası ile Burg Meydanı’na gideceksiniz. Rehberiniz, sizi Pazar Meydanı’na götürmeden önce bu eski odanın ilginç gerçeklerini ve kalıntılarını gösterecektir. Burada, dünyanın en iyilerinden biri olan muhteşem 47 çan çanını dinleyebilirsiniz.

Yol boyunca Zand Meydanı ve St. Saviour Katedrali’nde de durma şansınız olacak. Saat 17: 00’de Brüksel’e geri döneceğiz.

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Minibüsle Taşımacılık

Özel rehber

Öğle yemeği (3 servisli menü, içecekler dahil değildir)

Giriş ücretleri (Groeninge Müzesi, St. John hastanesinde Memling müzesi, Belediye Binası ve 30 dakikalık yolculuk)

Vergiler

Hariç olanlar

Öğle yemeğinde içecekler

Öz giderler

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Brüksel'den itibaren Brugge'ye Tam Gün Özel Gezi

Kuzey Venedik – Bruges’e özel bir gezinin tadını çıkarın. Nehirleri süzün, Ortaçağ sokaklarını keşfedin ve müzeler, tarihi binalar ve geçmiş yüzyılların güzel Flaman etkilerini keşfedin.

Brüksel’den itibaren Brugge’ye Tam Gün Özel Gezi

Öne çıkanlar

Kuzey Venedik’i ziyaret ederek bir gün geçirin

Güzel şehre genel bir bakış için kanalları yukarı kaydırın

Tam açıklama

Bruges’e sık sık Kuzey’in Venedik’i denir ve bugün tam günlük turunuzda nedenini keşfedeceksiniz. Gününüze güzel bir ortaçağ sokaklarına adım atacağınız Brüksel’den sabahın erken saatlerinde transferle başlayacaksınız. Gününüz, rehberinizin ikonik köprülere ve binalara işaret ettiği ve bu sevimli şehir hakkında harika bir genel bakış sağlayan, ünlü kanallara 30 dakikalık bir yolculukla başlar.

Teknenizden sonra, 15. yüzyıldan bugüne Belçika ressamlarını keşfedebileceğiniz Groeninge Müzesi’ne gitme vakti, van Eyck, Rogier van der Weyden, Hugo van der Goes, Hans Memlling ve Pieter Breughel. Modern sanat bölümünde Paul Delvaux, René Magritte, Constant Permeke ve Gustave van de Woestyne’i bulduk.

Sanat galerisini doldurduktan sonra, Dijver’a gitme zamanı geldi. Burada, mezunların ve mezunların Avrupa Birliği’nin geleceğini tartıştıkları harika bir Avrupa kolejini keşfedebilirsiniz.

Öğle yemeği vakti geldi ve muhteşem bir Belçika yemeği olan 3 öğün yemek yiyeceğiz. Öğle yemeğinden sonra, prestijli Belediye Binası Gotik Odası ile Burg Meydanı’na gideceksiniz. Rehberiniz, sizi Pazar Meydanı’na götürmeden önce bu eski odanın ilginç gerçeklerini ve kalıntılarını gösterecektir. Burada, dünyanın en iyilerinden biri olan muhteşem 47 çan çanını dinleyebilirsiniz.

Yol boyunca Zand Meydanı ve St. Saviour Katedrali’nde de durma şansınız olacak. Saat 17: 00’de Brüksel’e geri döneceğiz.

Neler dahil?

Minibüsle Taşımacılık

Özel rehber

Öğle yemeği (3 servisli menü, içecekler dahil değildir)

Giriş ücretleri (Groeninge Müzesi, St. John hastanesinde Memling müzesi, Belediye Binası ve 30 dakikalık yolculuk)

Vergiler

Hariç olanlar

Öğle yemeğinde içecekler

Öz giderler

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ABD’den 4 kişilik ekip özel uçakla Dünyanın 8. Harikası olarak kabul edilen Nemrut Dağı’nı görmeye geldi.

Her yıl binlerce kişinin görmeye geldiği Nemrut Dağı bu kez ABD’den özel olarak gelen Amerikan vatandaşı 4 kişilik ekibi ağırladı. Adıyaman Havalimanına özel uçak ile gelen Enrico Terracciano, John Franklin, Tazarron Romaine Landry, Ökkeş Toplum Biner, buradan Nemrut Dağı’na hareket etti.

Nemrut Dağı’nda güneşin batışını izleyen Amerikalı heyet daha sonra özel uçak ile Adıyaman’dan ayrıldı. #gallery-0-4 { margin: auto; } #gallery-0-4 .gallery-item { float: left; margin-top: 10px; text-align: center; width: 33%; } #gallery-0-4 img { border: 2px solid #cfcfcf; } #gallery-0-4 .gallery-caption { margin-left: 0; } /* see gallery_shortcode() in wp-includes/media.php */

ABD’den özel uçakla Nemrut Dağını görmeye geldiler ABD’den 4 kişilik ekip özel uçakla Dünyanın 8. Harikası olarak kabul edilen Nemrut Dağı’nı görmeye geldi.