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2023.06.05 02:08 SnooPears870 Spazzing. Paris to Mykonos
Hi all. I’m meeting my husband who’s on business in Paris for a few days, then we are headed to Mykonos. Then flying back to Paris for a night and then flying home to the US.
We have our hotel 5 nights in Mykonos.
I’m trying to plan getting there and I’m super overwhelmed.
Paris to Mykonos? Round Trip flight with big layovers? Paris flight to Athens then ferry Mykonos? Paris flight to Athens then flight to Mykonos?
All the different times that were available look horrendous by the way. Prices look expensive as well.
Any advice here would be super appreciated.
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2023.06.05 02:06 LauraMaeflower Trying to buy an electric scooter
I’ve been checking Facebook marketplace for a scooter and there’s a bunch of people selling them for cheap and in the description they say they just bought several scooters recently. A lot of people seem to be doing this. It seems sketchy to me, why buy scooters just to sell cheap? Is there a legitimate reason for this? Should I trust these people?
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2023.06.05 02:06 ThrowRAMelodicG I (29 F) feel like my friend (24 F) purposefully lied about being the DD to have guys pick her up
I recently met up with my friend in person for the first time. It was a long drive for me, around 6 hours, but I prepared for it. Before I made the trip, I asked her what the plans were on what we were doing. She wanted to go out. I said okay sounds great.
Then I find out, just from her talking casually about it, she wants to go out 1.5 away to a very large city. I say okay, but how are we getting there.
She says that she will drive and she will be the DD and will "sober up" by closing. I tell her that the only way I'm comfortable is if we stay in her town, which is also quite large, to drink or we get a hotel in the city. I explain to her that I will be too tired to be driving around a large city.
She asks me again and says that she will be alright because of her bad experiences blah blah she won't drink that much so she can drive blah blah. She then agrees to look into hotels.
I drive to her house and she tells me that she didn't look into hotels and is just going to drive us because she respects how far I drove that day and that she only plans on having a few. We get in her car to go, she informs me she's NEVER BEEN THERE BEFORE and is nervous. And I ask, do you know where we are parking? And she goes, oh I didn't think of that, guess we will wing it!
Then, she's driving erratically, texting, while we are on the way - explaining to me that she took special driving classes and knows how to handle the road. Meanwhile, going off the road and speeding.
At this point, I'm incredibly frustrated. We get to the bar / club and it's a good time. I'm making sure to only drink one drink because I don't really trust this girl to be good on her word. What do you know, after two drinks she tells me she's "super drunk and will need a ride"
Wait, excuse me?
So, she starts texting all these guys. Leans over to me and says "So and so is going to pick us up!". I flat out tell her NO. She goes "whatttt? I should call my ex!" and I tell her "I'm really not comfortable going to a strange man's house right now" At this point, I'm internally panicking because I am engaged and cannot be going to someone else's house. I'm also trying to figure out how I will get to her house for my belongings and my car, as well as get somewhere to sleep if she gets picked up.
I go over to the bar and get us both waters. Then, we are chilling and both dancing. I'm extremely bad with conflict, so it was very awkward for me to then ask again what the hell was going on.
She shrugs and says, "The boys said no! But I'll keep asking!" so I say "okay are you ready to go?" and she goes "Not yet!" And I say "I think we better get going".
Now she's disgruntled and we walk out the door and she KICKS her shoes off in front of everyone and says "I'm just toooooo drunk" and is hanging on random people and cat-calling guys. I'm extremely embarrassed at this point.
So I'm like what are we doing? And she's like "well should we look at hotels?" And I'm like "are you joking? It's 1 in the morning and I'm not prepared to pay for a hotel. I could pitch in, however, if you find one". And she is just staring at me and I'm like "I'm extremely exhausted right now, but I'll drive" and she goes "oh, my car has a tail light and head light out" and I go "I'm not driving then, sorry, you can drive". She didn't have more than two drinks the entire night, over the course of 4.5 hours, but I also did not want to risk having myself get pulled over for her car issues. It felt like she purposefully was doing this with the intention of staying at a guy's house the entire time.
TL;DR: I feel like my friend purposefully didn't tell me our plans for the night when I was 6 hours from home so she could meet up with guys, convincing me that she would be good to drive and not bothering with a hotel.
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2023.06.05 02:04 Ok_Computer4846 Hotel living
They're live now living in a hotel. Aprox 550/week. What did they do with the $ they saved on rent while with family?? They'll be pushing hard now.
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2023.06.05 02:03 JonathanS223 I Faced a Bone Walker and Lived
Hey all, it’s me Frank Jones again. I wrote that post a while ago
about why you shouldn’t be a paranormal investigator and a lot of you liked it. Since settling into my hideaway in the mountains, life has become quiet and I thought about checking in. The plague hit us like nothing and now that everyone is wanting to travel again, I thought to say hi. I want to say thanks to all of you who commented and gave me those weird pointy thingies this social media does. Some of you even figured out my post office box address and sent me letters. I appreciate it (and don’t do it again).
The common strain among your posts was wanting to know if I had ever encountered other things as an auditor. Of course I have but I have been reluctant to tell you because I don’t want to shine some sort of light on all of it or make it sound like some romantic adventure. It’s “pissing yourself” fear all wrapped up in a waking nightmare with a side of gory terror. I am one of the few who actually made it to retirement…if that’s what you could call this life I’m living now.
But, I have nothing else to do really. Carl only visits once in a while when he’s passing through and I cannot risk any other sort of company knowing I’ve pissed off a lot of people…and things. So, I’m back on this internet board and sharing. So many are curious, I thought maybe another story can scare you all straight. This was the first time complacency almost got me and another killed.
This story takes place somewhere in the 90s in a small New England town. It was one of those places nestled along the banks of a serene river, historic brick buildings line the winding streets, their facades adorned with weathered signs that hint at the town's seafaring heritage. A place where everything smelled like either the ocean or decaying fish. I’m not going to specifically name the town to protect the young lady that may still be living there but in the heart of the town, there’s a renowned drawbridge which stands as a testament to the place’s affinity for water. Its ancient mechanisms creak and groan when allowing vessels to pass through the calm waterway. It also had some of the best outdoor markets I had a chance to stop and check out.
I didn’t pass through this part of the country that often as my boss preferred me to do the long hauls across the country but there was a dead haul nobody wanted.I took it cause I wanted a change of scenery. I was already working as an auditor and part of a loose alliance of others who investigated and dealt with any weird things. I actually had a few monsters under my belt. I honestly had the foolhardy idea that I could handle anything out there. God, I was an idiot.
The supernatural never crossed my mind until that evening, stopping to fuel up my red 1992 Peterbilt 379 and paying for the gas with the attendant and restocking up on those beef jerky sticks and coffee.
That was when I noticed her. She was a young woman about in her mid 30s looking like one of the corporate types with the short hair cut and business suit. I would have not paid her any mind if it wasn’t for the touch of apprehension on her face as she talked on one of those new fangled bright yellow Nokia cellphones. Soft strands of chestnut hair framed her face, their gentle sway moving as she glanced around while talking on the phone. As I observed her, I couldn't help but notice the way her fingers trembled slightly, when trying to get money out of her pocket. I’ve seen that type of fear before. So, like a creep, I eavesdropped on her call.
“Yes, it happened again,” she had said as the nickels finally made it to the counter to pay for her snacks. “I could have sworn there was something outside the window near the edge of the forest….no, of course the security cameras didn’t pick up anything. They’re cheap. Ronald was a skinflint when it came to things like this. Hope he’s rotting in hell wherever he is.”
My mind began to drift away, more annoyed I couldn’t get a move on it. It sounded like a problem for the police and if anything, I was gonna tell her that. It was what she said next that made me stop and brought back the reality of the world.
“Yeah. like nine or ten feet tall. I’m thinking kids are playing around with scarecrows or something. Won’t come from the edge of the forest and when I check, I can see foot impressions and stuff. I already put in a call to the cops. They found nothing.“
“Did it sway a bit and its eyes seem to glint like a cats or owl?” I asked without thinking.
The look I got from both her and the gas attendant made me realize what I had done. Well, too late now.
“I’ll call you back,” she said quickly, eyeing me as she hung up the phone and slipped it back into her purse.
“You need me to walk you to your car, ma’am?” the attendant asked, staring at me.
Of course, I forgot that The Truck Stop Killer had only been arrested a few years before.
“I’m fine, thank you,” she said, quickly gathering her stuff and making for the door. I slapped the one hundred and seventy bucks on the counter to pay for my diesel guzzler ignoring the change and followed her out but making sure to not move in a way that caused the teenager in the station to call the cops.
“Ma’am,” I called out to her and she turned to me while hurrying up her pace.
“I’ve got pepper spray. Stay away from me.”
“The thing in the woods. You could have sworn you smelled fresh dirt like mulch and it seemed to sway back and forth like it could not keep its balance.” I threw it out there in desperation.
She froze and turned to look at me. Eying me up and down as I kept my distance and angled to head towards my truck.
“How do you know?”
“I…uh…dealt with something like that before. On a job in Canada.”
“Who are you?” she asked, looking at my faded shirt and company logo. “A trucker?”
“I moonlight as a problem solver. Like an auditor of sorts.”
“Who is it?” she demanded, eyes still affixed to me and hand in her purse.
“Better question is ‘what is it?’,” I answered.
I have learned to pick up on the contempt and disbelief from people who hadn’t seen what I have. I was already being dismissed as a whack job.
“You have tracks on your porch you have written off as animals, especially if you own a dog. If you did own a dog, it’s missing. Cops told you it ran away. You got a garden?”
“Yes,” the certainty had started to leave her voice. “A walled garden.”
“And anytime you’re in there, you feel like you’re being watched.”
At that, her hand came out of her purse empty and she approached me with the fear I had seen in her eyes now on her face.
“How did you know?”
“I’d rather not explain out here,” I said sheepishly running my hand through my sandy brown hair that only started getting flecks of gray. “But you got a…pest problem.”
“And you can do something about it? I’ve had exterminators, cops, nature lovers…even a priest.”
“None of those won’t do you any good and I don’t want to scare ya but it’s more active which is not a good sign.”
For a few moments, I could see the indecision in her eyes. The desperate want to dismiss me as a lunatic but whatever she had heard or seen won over.
“Fine. You can follow me to the house.”
“Mind if I hitch a ride?”
The woman started but then looked at my truck. “Promise. I mean you no harm. I really think you’re in danger.”
That was when I found her name was Isabelle Walker.
We left my truck in long-term parking after she told the attendant that I was a long lost relative and that’s why the change of demeanor. I don’t know if he believed her but at that point, I don’t think he cared. I left my truck with its metallic frame standing tall and proud amidst the rows of other vehicles.
I did not realize how desperate this woman was until we got going on the road. I had loaded myself in the passenger seat after pulling out my military backpack from the war which I also used for my auditing services and tried to look as harmless as a man of my stature could.
For the first fifteen minutes of the drive, her focus was on the lonely road, those beautiful eyes darting to me anytime I shifted my weight. I didn’t want to scare her so it was her that spoke first.
“What is it?”
“I really don’t know but the people in my profession call it a Bone Walker.”
The nose crinkled in disbelief.
“Halloween is not for a few more months, Mister…”
“Jones. Frank Jones.”
The James Bond reference caused her to snort in amusement.
“I don’t know what to tell ya, ma’am, except I’ve dealt with some pretty scary things out there. Normally I’m never this forward as most people try to call the cops on me or dismiss me as a lunatic. I mean, I could be a lunatic but I know what I’ve seen.”
“And that is…?”
“You know. Ghosts, vampires, werewolves. They’re real. They’re not common but real nevertheless.”
There was still the disbelief in Isabelle’s voice but I grew to ignore things like this.
“Sure. I mean, think of all the things you experienced and be open to alternate answers.”
Isabelle was quiet for a few minutes and then sighed. “Either you are telling the truth or you're the biggest liar and I’m a fool that’s not going to live through this night.”
“I promise,” I tried to reassure her. “I’m not going to hurt you.”
After a few more minutes and off the main highway, we approached her home. The large house stood resolute amidst the dense, ancient forest, its weathered exterior a testament to the passing of time. It was a grand structure, its imposing presence commanding attention. The sprawling estate exuded an air of mystery and faded grandeur, as if it held stories whispered through generations.
As we pulled in, the main house loomed before me, its facade adorned with intricate woodwork and worn stone. Ivy crept along the walls, weaving an emerald tapestry that hinted at the passage of years. The windows, framed by elegant yet slightly cracked panes, stared out into the world with a mixture of curiosity and melancholy.
To the side, a large shed stood detached from the main house, its weathered boards echoing tales of forgotten tools and lost endeavors. The wooden structure sagged under the weight of time, its roof covered in a patchwork quilt of moss. Inside, shadows danced amidst remnants of a bygone era, rusty equipment and dusty shelves attesting to the once-bustling activity that had long since ceased.
Not far from the shed, a family cemetery nestled amongst the ancient trees. Tombstones, adorned with intricate carvings and weathered inscriptions, dotted the landscape. The hallowed ground exuded a solemn tranquility, as if time stood still in reverence for those who rested eternally in its embrace. Wisps of fog clung to the grassy knolls, lending an ethereal quality to the sacred space.
At the far end of the property, an old walled garden stood as a testament to the house's former splendor. Once vibrant and lush, the garden now appeared overgrown and untamed. Stone paths meandered through a sea of tangled foliage, leading to hidden nooks and forgotten corners. Dilapidated stone benches, adorned with intricate carvings, sat scattered throughout the garden, silent witnesses to a time when laughter and conversation filled the air.
As I stood amidst the silence of the forest, the house, shed, cemetery, and walled garden formed a tapestry of history and mystery. They were a testament to the ebb and flow of life, the remnants of a bygone era that clung to the present. Within their weathered walls, secrets whispered and memories danced, waiting to be discovered by those who dared to venture into their enigmatic embrace.
“Great place to be haunted, huh?” she said with sarcasm. “My ex left it to me in the divorce. Was only going to be here long enough to sell it but no one wants it and my job wants me to move to this state anyway.”
“Where are you originally from?”
“So, this is definitely a change of scenery for you,”
Isabelle only hummed back at me as she fumbled for her keys in the dying light of evening. I pulled my backpack closer to me as my eyes scanned the treeline where the shadows had begun to deepen. Nothing stood out against the silhouettes of ancient trees which was a good sign. I wasn’t too late.
Stepping through the weathered front door, I entered the interior of the old house, greeted by a mix of nostalgia and faded elegance. The air carried a hint of mustiness, a reminder of the countless years the house had to have witnessed. As my eyes adjusted to the dim light filtering through the stained-glass windows, I could make out the clash between old decor and the modern furniture Isabelle had bought.
The foyer, adorned with a worn, threadbare rug. The walls, once adorned with portraits and intricate wallpaper, now bore the markings of time's passage. The wooden banister of the grand staircase, polished with use, creaked softly under my touch as we made our way towards the living room.
Moving further into the house, I found myself in a spacious living room. Large, ornate windows which would have allowed slivers of daylight to filter through the heavy velvet curtains. The walls were adorned with faded wallpaper. An aged fireplace, its stone mantle adorned with trinkets and old photographs, served as the heart of the room.
“You want some coffee?” Isabelle asked, throwing her keys on to the coffee table. I sat down on her couch and dropped my backpack on it with a clunk.
The kitchen light clicked on and I heard her moving about setting up the coffee pot. The adrenalin was now pumping through me as my mind raced. I’m not going to go into a lot of detail on what a Bone Walker is but it’s a creature that usually haunts the western coast. It being so far out east was strange. I pulled out my old gun bag and unrolled it. My Stevens Model 520-30 “Trench” shotgun was the first thing I reached for as I popped open the internal pouch holding he high flash shells I was glad I packed. It was the startled sound from Isabelle that made me quickly look up.
She stood there with my coffee, eyes locked on the shotgun in my hand. I slowly held up one of the cartridges I was planning to load.
“Flash powder shotgun shells. No load. Just makes a loud noise and a bright white light. What we’re facing lives in the shadows and hates light…normally,” I had heard stories that they could strike in the day but it was extremely rare. She didn’t need to know that.
“Oh,” was her quiet response. “Do…do I need a gun?”
“You know how to use one?”
“Then it’ll do more harm than good. You got any flashlights?”
Isabelle nodded mutely, the gravity of the situation sinking in at the array of weapons and items in my pack laid out in front of her.
“Go get them.”
While she was gone, I quickly unloaded the silver bullets out of my Makarov pistol (a gift from a Viet Cong officer and a story for another time) and placed normal 9mm rounds in the clip. I had it holstered under my jacket with the two back up clips when she returned with three cheap flashlights.
“One in your hand and one in your pocket.”
“In case you drop the one you are holding.”
The woman obeyed silently.
As night fell quickly around us, I slung my shotgun over my shoulder and with Isabelle close, we made our way upstairs. There were tell tale signs I needed to check as the only advantage I had over this thing was the fact it stuck to a pattern. If it was at the stage I thought it was, there would be signs.
“Which room is yours?” I asked.
Isabelle pointed to a door down the hallway across from a large window. Approaching it, I quickly shined my flashlight at the mahogany door frame. It was the glint that caught my eye. Deep gouges in the wood.
“What’s that?” she asked.
“Claw marks,” I responded. There was no use sugar coating anything now.
“This thing was in my house?” Isabelle said horrified.
“For the last few weeks now,” I said, my nose picking up the faint odor of dirt and mud.
“Why didn’t it attack me then?”
“It wasn’t time.”
Talking was going to be the only thing to keep her focused. I had felt the world shift a bit as night fell and I needed her not to panic.
“Bone Walkers are ritualistic creatures. They are very choosy over their prey. It can take a month or two before they move in. That’s why they are so hard to catch.”
“Criteria? Like what?”
“We don’t know.”
That was the honest truth. The only reason we knew their existence and patterns was thanks to blind luck and people surviving their encounters. I showed my light around looking for other signs. Discolored stains in the corners where shadows would naturally form, healthy moss and mold that shouldn’t be there. I found a patch around her bed. She did not notice and I did not want to tell her that it probably stood over her through the night watching her sleep. The sooner I buried this thing, the better.
There was a trill of terror in Isabelle’s voice and I immediately looked to where she was. The woman was standing by her bedroom window staring out at something. I quickly moved and spotted what she saw. In the forest, at the edge of the shadow cast by the moonlight was an almost, imperceptible form. It stood nine feet, hunched over like a broken scarecrow, its owl like eyes staring back at us.
“Shit,” I muttered. Thank god we had turned on the lights as we went.
It was the flash of light and the crack of thunder that heralded the arrival of the storm. The lights of this old houses flickered which caused my belly to flop a few times. My brain was on fire as I glanced back from the lightbulb to where the creature was and found it had vanished.
“Where did it go?”
I did not have time to explain as another crack of lightning caused the lights to dim. I grabbed Isabelle roughly by the arm and yanked her back down the hallway towards the living room where I had left my stuff. We barely made it to the living room when the lights dimmed low. I grasped the glow sticks out of the bag, cracked a handful and scattered them about, their bright yellow light beginning to glow. The power then went out bathing us only in the eerie glow of the emergency lighting.
As we waited in breathless anticipation, the storm struck, its wrath manifesting in torrential rain. The mansion seemed to respond, succumbing to a power outage that plunged us into an abyss of blackness only moments before.
A trill of terror coursed through me. I knew this Bone Walker thrived in darkness, using it as a cloak to conceal its malevolence. We auditors were not sure if it actually teleported or it preferred to move in pitch darkness. I just knew that the black was our biggest threat.
For a few moments, we could only hear the ragged breathing of the two of us being drowned out by the pounding rain against shingle and glass. Isabelle had wound her hand into my jacket pocket and was gripping it tightly, I could feel her shaking with terror. I kept my shotgun gripped tightly in my hand listening for the tell tale sound of its arrival.
It was the movement out of the corner of my eye and the fact her grip got tighter on my jacket. I swiftly turned on my high-powered flashlight as I spun around and the brilliant beam pierced the obscure corner of the room. No matter what I had read or seen before did not prepare me for what I saw.
It stood there in the corner, its eight foot height engulfing that section of the house. My eyes strained as it appeared the thing was struggling to stay in focus. Its arms were too long for its body, spindly and almost to the floor while the legs appeared backwards giving it a strange forward leaning look. It wore a hunter’s long coat and trousers but through the rips and tears I could make out something squirming and moving underneath. The air filled with the stench of decaying plants and diseased vegetation. Its face was covered with what looked like the remnants of a cheap bandanna but its owl-like eyes gleaned back with malevolence.
Isabelle whimpered, her fear palpable in the room and the Bone Walker lunged toward us. Even though my fear was ripping through me like an unstoppable train, I had the sense to pull the trigger of my shotgun aimed in its direction. The flash and resounding roar painted the entire room in a brilliant black and white shadow causing every corner and edge to appear thick and vivid. The creature screamed and fell to the side into the shadow not illuminated by the weapon’s fire.
Isabelle had thrown herself on the couch and was huddled there, trembling with terror, while I moved quickly to crack a few more glow sticks and toss them into the dark corners of the room. In one, I saw its foot recoil back into the kitchen where it was darker than night itself. This was quicker than I had anticipated. The plans I had been formulating on the drive were no longer viable. I wanted to lure it to where I controlled the battlefield but that was not an option anymore. This had become a cat and mouse game and I knew this was with a predator I could not even hope to understand and had years to hone.
Out of the kitchen again this thing charged forward, relentless in its pursuit, it was trying to find a way around my light barrier which only appeared to slow it down. With shaking hands, I fired several more rounds, each blast forcing the creature to retreat and the girl to scream in terror. As soon as it retreated to a dark part of the house, I turned to where the woman of the house had been. To my horror, Isabelle's fear had gotten the best of her. In that moment of panic, she darted from the safety of the light, towards the hallway and the door outside.
“Isabelle! Stop!” I yelled trying to command her back with my voice but I doubted she heard me. Between the abject horror and the relentless rain, she was going to take her chance. A chance I knew she did not have.
I only took a step when I sensed it. The musty smell of an organic landfill overwhelmed me as the form silently darted past me, its long arm clobbering me up the side of the head. The world spun as pain burst through my brain. I felt the world tilt and fall heavily to the ground, flashlight and shotgun falling away.
As I slipped in and out of consciousness, I knew I was a sitting duck for this thing. There was no way for me to stop it from ripping me to shreds like some of the corpses I had seen. As I blinked, I came to my senses and realized I was alone. How long I had actually been on the ground, I did not know.
I sat up, my head pounding and I could see the door hanging open, the wind slamming the door on its hinges and the rain soaking the hallway floor. Struggling, I found my flashlight and gun and pulled myself together.
There was a slim chance that Isabelle was still alive. I had to think. Where would it go? I ran all the stories I could think of and then it hit me. The garden. The walled garden.
I charged into the rain-soaked night. I sprinted toward the enclosed garden at the edge of the property. As I grew closer, I saw that the rusted door was open and hope flickered in my soul. As I came to a stop, I brought my flashlight up again with my shotgun and saw it.
This creature stood there in the middle of the overgrown garden, its massive clawed hand wrapped around Isabelle’s chest and holding her up. Out from under its bandanna mask, putrid vines had appeared and led up to Isabelle’s face where they were forcing their way down her throat and up her nose. I could see the wide terror in her eyes as vines were snaking their way around her waist and I did not want to think about what they were planning to do.
I brought up the shotgun again and fired. Knowing that I had distance, the flash of light caught the creature by surprise. It shrieked as it fell back. Trying desperately not to release its prey. I did not hesitate to grab the machete at my side and hack at its arm until Isabelle fell down free of it.
It’s claw swiped at me striking me on the leg and easily tearing through my pants leaving bloody lacerations but I put the weapon point blank and fired another round. I do not know if it was the flash, the combination of the creature, or that the almighty above was looking out for me, but the creature caught ablaze from the spark.
It fell back swinging wildly as the fire spread unnaturally fast catching the plants around it on fire. Within a matter of seconds, the walled garden had become ablaze with the bone walker in the center. As I ripped the vines out of Isabelle’s mouth and dragged her towards the door, I looked up to see those owl-like eyes looking at me with such abject hatred that the look stick with me today.
I honestly don’t know how we survived. I had helped Isabelle to her porch and we both passed out against our will from the sheer terror and exhaustion. We were awoken by the sound of a siren. The lights had come back on sometime in our sleep and the rain had drifted off to a comforting drizzle. The fire was still raging in the garden but contained by the ancient walls. At least two fire trucks, an ambulance and cops were flying up the private road towards us.
This entire hunt had been ill-planned and stupid. I knew it. As the cops approached with their hand on their pistols, I knew that I had allowed my own ego to get in the way. I should have taken Isabelle somewhere else until I had done a proper reconnaissance. I shouldn’t have taken her home where it was waiting. And now, the cops were looking at two thoroughly soaked humans, one a trucker with a wound and a gun and a young lady in distress. I was pretty sure I was going to go to jail.
“Isabelle?” One of the cops and his voice caused her to sit up, relief washing over her.
“Derek!” she wailed. “We were attacked! In the garden!”
Another two cops that had arrived had taken off in that direction while Derek helped the girl up and took her towards the ambulance. The other cop with a comically large mustache looked at me with keen eyes, his hand still on his pistol, sergeant stripes glowing in the light.
“Yeah,” I said, sitting up slowly and keeping my hand away from the shotgun and trying not to show the one under my jacket. “Someone came after Mrs. Walker. They were in the garden.”
The cop watched me closely but there seemed to be a recognition in his eyes.
“You by any chance Frank Jones?”
My heart jumped and I must have looked startled as the cop’s face broke into a smile. To my relief, his hand fell away from his holstered sidearm.
“I’ll take that for a yes. My guess is you don’t remember me. Clay Wilson. Santa Fe PD, about six years ago. You helped my partner with a...problem. Nellie Nelson?”
I knew the name but the face escaped me.
“She told me you helped her audit a police union building.”
“Ah, yes,” I said, remembering dealing with the wraith and the twinge in my right arm from it’s bite.
The cop looked towards the fire that was slowly being put out by the fire fighters.
“Any chance this will be one of your audits?”
He seemed to think for a few minutes and then nodded.
“Then I think you need to grab that shotgun of yours and hitch a ride with me before too many people ask questions. Whatcha think?”
I nodded. I was not going to look a gift horse in the mouth. I collected my stuff quickly from the living room and made my way back out where he was waiting. As I limped with the cop to his car, I looked towards Isabelle who was being held by the other. She gave me a look of thankfulness as the cop looked at his partner with confusion.
“Her brother’s got her,” Clay said, opening the back door for me. I was not gonna argue or fight. If he took me to jail or not.
And that was it. My leg was not as bad off as I thought and wrapped it in the back of the police car. Clay only asked where I wanted to go and he took me back to my truck. With that time, I was back on the road with that small town in the rear view mirror.
I never did find out what happened to Isabelle after that, if another creature came looking for her or if she had a chance to live in peace. I just knew that we both barely made it out alive and that was due to my own stupidity. I was furious with myself for weeks after that and told myself I wouldn’t put another person in jeopardy like that again. At least, despite my idiocy, another life was saved and another monster was put in the ground...I hoped. I never did find out if they found a body
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2023.06.05 02:02 barefootcuntessa_ Please help me, dear lord, help me AKA Let’s talk CLOSETS!
My guest room has been a doom room for several years at this point. It is an unholy mess and I have to tackle it. Every time I get it to some semblance of acceptable it just takes a few weeks (or days) to get it back to something apocalyptic. I have had organized closet/dressing areas before, so clearly the set up is not working for me. This whole house honestly is an ADHD nightmare but I can’t move so I need to figure out something I can live with.
Please read, critique, and share your favorite closet organizing method/item/trick/magic spell.
Here’s my plan so far:
1) I am going to order a garment rack from Amazon and hope that I can get it finished in 30 days and return it after or sell it on Craigslist. I’m going to first get everything I own off the floor and other surfaces. It has a rack below that I can store shoes as well
3) PURGE MORE
4) Remove the existing guts of my closet. It is the most awkward space and the worst set up. I hate it.
5) Get temporary Amazon closet guts that can be easily rearranged. I found some tension rod ones that look really promising. I can play around with placement and configurations and see what works best for me. There are also shoe cabinets that can be used for shoes or as shelving. So as I figure out what I like folded vs hanged I can make space either way.
6) Once I accomplish a stretch of working organization, either live with the cheap stuff if it isn’t too much of an eyesore or look for a permanent approximation that is more durable/higher quality.
I think the biggest thing is that my underwear and pajamas are in a dresser and my clothes are in a closet that is awkwardly behind it. So I need to get those things in the closet so that I am forced to go into the closet every day. If I’m in there I will be more likely to use it rather than just the floordrobe. I think I will put heavy knits and other less often used stuff in the dresser. Obviously my work clothes and favorite lounge stuff should be the easiest to hang up and put away. I’m thinking leggings, underthings, and work out wear I can organize in hanging shoe cubbies. I’m thinking of pairing all my misc sleep tops and bottoms so the can be folded or rolled together. I want to avoid rummaging as much as possible.
Fin! That’s all I’ve got so far.
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2023.06.05 02:02 JohnDoet247 Housekeeping is the toughest job in hotels or in residential scene, and one of the toughest, even if compared to other jobs outside the industry.
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2023.06.05 02:02 supyadumbbitch Will be given food and accommodation at hosts’ farm. An idea of how much money to bring?
Since I won’t be paying for food or accommodation, I will be saving in that area. But of course I’ll want to do a few things on my own and would like to have money in case of emergencies as well.
I will be in Spain for about a month. Flights are already paid for and won’t be renting any transportation once there. I will, however, be paying for a bus and train ride to and from where the host will pick me up. These are relatively cheap and I have money for them.
About how much should I bring? I don’t know how to estimate or gauge. Any advice appreciated.
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2023.06.05 02:02 Proof-Umpire2035 Hotel Recommendations
Has anyone stayed at The Claridge Hotel or Best Western Atlantic City Hotel and can tell me if they would recommend it and their experience ? Trying to decode between the two for a weekend trip later this month for my mom birthday. It would be me my mom sister all adults and little brother who’s 11. I also saw a couple of inn’s but didn’t know if those would be the best place to stay in if magpie had a good experience in any please share.
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2023.06.05 02:01 glockbuttdog First race @ New Hampshire!
Attending my first NASCAR race this summer at New Hampshire. Any recommendations? We’re staying at a hotel nearby and sitting high up in Concord Grandstands. I know the usual sunscreen and ear protection. Thanks in advance!
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2023.06.05 02:01 blukat28 This highway name... Why would you name a highway after that?!?
2023.06.05 01:59 Personal_Light_9731 Expensive brushes
I wandered into Sephora today and someone helped me in the NARS section and they picked out a gorgeous blush and applied it on me. Y’all, it’s sooo beautiful. So now I’m wondering, of course they applied it with an expensive af NARS brush. Are expensive brushes worth it? Do they apply better than cheap ones?
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2023.06.05 01:57 CosToCoast ANA RTW Booking Report - My Learnings & Suggestions
I recently completed a RTW award on ANA and wanted to share my experience to help others with this amazing award. I spent a long time researching before going through with booking --Hope this can help the next person! I did make a few mistakes/learnings along the way hope some can take into consideration. Overall, I spent 125,000 points transferred from Amex MR & ~$950 for 8 segments going East from the US in Business.
DEN-YYZ-LHR, VIE-BKK-SIN-DPS-SIN-HND-SFO - can paste into GCMap which results in a total of 21,526 mi; within the 22,000 Business Category.
|Routing ||CarrieClass |
|DEN (Denver) - YYZ (Toronto) ||AC (Air Canada) / Economy |
|YYZ (Toronto) - LHR (London) ||AC (Air Canada) / Business |
|VIE (Vienna) - BKK (Bangkok) ||BR (Eva Airways) / Business |
|BKK (Bangkok) - SIN (Singapore) ||SQ (Singapore) / Business |
|SIN (Singapore) - DPS (Bali) ||SQ (Singapore) / Business |
|DPS (Bali) - SIN (Singapore) ||SQ (Singapore) / Business |
|SIN (Singapore) - HND (Tokyo) ||NH (ANA) / Business |
|HND (Tokyo) - SFO (San Francisco) ||NH (ANA) / Business |
The total portion of my time is about a month, with a majority of my time spent in Europe between LHR and VIE, a small portion of time in Bali to break up flights, and about a week in Japan before flying home.
I had been targeting Spring/Early Summer 2024 for this award for awhile but hadn't nailed down a particular date. I wanted to travel during shoulder season to maximize value, crowds, and decent weather across these regions. I was just waiting for the award calendar to open up for most of the carriers. I started looking about a month out (April) and doing some random searches/looks to see what flights were coming available and possible routings. In my research I found that most flights leaving from the US to Asia booked up fastest right after being released at the edge of the booking window (ex: ANA opens up bookings on its metal 355 days out; and within say 3-4 days of release most of these flights are snatched up and go into Waitlist status in Business). I had originally been planning on flying West from the US and starting in Asia, however, after doing a few mock bookings this soon became apparent it would be near impossible (Especially since Japan in spring is peak season with the Cherry Blossoms, festivals, etc). I would occasionally find a random flight departing from the US to Asia within a month of the edge of the booking window; and try to plan flights around that going westward, but it would disappear extremly quickly and my plans would be spoiled. As a result I found for this time of year it would be easiest to go east from the US through Europe first, and then ending in Asia and snatching my return flights at the edge of the booking window when ANA's flights opened/other carriers.
I would definitely recommend being flexible and don't have your heart set on going one direction originally due to concerns about time in the Air vs. Jetlag etc. I had been reading a few articles/discussions about the best direction to take and really had my heart set on going westward originally; but would say after going through this process to ignore choosing a direction initially and try to do a few samples in either direction to see what is easiest. I think I wasted a-lot of time/frustration originally trying to go westward rather than just seeing what was easiest with the most connection opportunities.
Another research point is that domestic US Business availability/North America is extremly hard to come by. United basically was only offering Economy segments domestically; I didn't see any J fares. AC Departures from US up to Canada was nearly the same thing. I did randomly see consistent J availability from SMF - YVR on a CRJ AC was offering nearly every day, and from ORD on a few dates but didn't think going out of my way was worth it. It was at a bad time and on a relatively undesirable (IMO) CRJ so I could see why that route had wide open availability. The problem was once you made it to YVR; you usually had to connect to YYZ or YYC internationally and I had the same issue finding J space domestically in Canada; so it was a dead end. I ended up just booking my first segment in Economy on AC up to Canada - didn't want to waste valuable hunting time looking for a short segment in J domestically when the biggest fish looking for space was internationally. Don't obsess over having every segment in J especially your first flight. If space opens later you can always switch into a higher class on the same flight.
For research and booking I used FlightConnections to get routing ideas based on Star Alliance carriers. I then used United's monthly award calendar (without being logged in) to see Saver availability, and then confirmed this on ANA's website. I was going to use some other tools but didn't find them useful. I paid for a day trial of point . me but found it slow and cumbersome without the filtering I needed. I didn't find Aeroplan that useful either. If I was to do this again I would explore paying for ExpertFlyer Pro and using that to search more easily.. would have probably been faster. The trial wasn't long enough to be that useful for when I was researching/booking, but it did give me some ideas - and looking back I would have easily paid for a month or two of Pro Membership to speed up my searching. Overall though, I just stuck to FlightConnections + United + ANA confirmation.
The time had come to where the edge of the booking window was approaching the dates I wanted. I had a few routings in mind and had saved multiple variations targeting the 22,000 mileage cap. I had a few options but nothing nailed down; so I started the process to transfer 125,000 points from Amex to ANA. Even though as a "best practice" most say to not transfer until you have the flights chosen or held, I had read some conflicting points online stating ANA does not do holds, so didn't want to risk this. I was confident based on my research I would be able to piece something together as I had a-lot of backup options chosen. I attempted to transfer late on a Friday afternoon online but got the message the transfer was unsuccessful and had to call Amex; did that early Saturday morning and they completed the transfer for me manually. Turns out I didn't have a "Call Center Pin" setup; so make sure you go into your account and set one before trying and the transfer online should go through, according to the agent. This ordeal added to my stress during the process -- if you are going to be transferring MR please make note!
I was on edge waiting for the points to deposit the entire weekend, and kept tabs on my various options. US - Europe had a-lot of options on AC; and I also had a few backup options on TAP. The "riskiest" flight for me was VIE-BKK as I really needed to get out of Europe to Asia; and there weren't many options since I was booking really close to the edge of the booking window. I couldn't see any long haul availability on Turkish/Ethiopian/other European Star Alliance carriers; so I was pretty much banking on EVA with my backup as Egyptaiothers. I noticed that Singapore seemingly doesn't publish any saver J availability to partners on long haul flights; but it does have pretty decent availability in J on short haul interasia flights. It seems like the cutoff is around 4.5 hr; but found good availability from some cities in India and even Dhaka in Bangladesh to SIN I could have used to connect to with a mix of EgyptAir / Air India / Singapore if EVA didn't work out but honestly this was a last resort and I didn't want to; but at least I had a plan. During the weekend my original VIE-BKK flight selection disappeared; but luckily they had another flight the next day I was able to book into instead. They also had other options within Europe I could have fallen back on like LHR and AMS. I didn't want to depart from LHR unless absolutely necessary as the UK Departure tax would have been ~200 pounds; something that can be avoided if possible. Definitely look into 5th freedom routes for "hidden gems"; I know Ethiopian offers some too. Apart from this; within Asia there were alot of options, and I wasn't concerned about getting back to the US from Japan because I was purposefully booking on the edge of the booking window for ANA to ensure I had availability.
Points were finally deposited early Monday morning sometime between 1am - 9am EST. I saw them in my account when I woke up early which was perfect as I was targeting calling the ANA Call Center around then, some posters online had said calling around this time resulted in the shortest wait. I waited about 1.5 hours and got a nice agent who helped me. Of note; when I called the very first thing she confirmed was my point balance. It seems like they won't even entertain booking something for you (or at least this agent in particular) if you have 0 points; so I am glad I transferred my points before. She was very helpful in quickly researching and confirming the flights -- at the same time I was on the ANA website with the multi city booking tool confirming the space was there too alongside her. She questioned at first about me backtracking by going from SIN - DPS - SIN but realized I had to do this to connect with SIN - HND as there weren't any direct flights from SIN and was fine with it. At the end of feeding her the flights she said the routing I desired was greater than 22,000 miles (~23,5000 miles) and would trigger the next bucket to be 135,000 points -- my heart sank.
This is where my mistake came in... Originally I had 2 inter-european segments, and also wanted to fly from HND - IAH instead of HND - SFO. The entire time I had been researching with gcmapper to get the distances; I had been using nautical miles (nm) in the calculations rather than statute miles (mi)! The nautical mile calculation had been below 22,000 so I thought I was in the clear the entire time. The agent was super helpful and understood my mistake and I did some research in the background for a few minutes. I ended up dropping the inter-european segments and switching from HND-IAD to HND-SFO which made my routing 21,526mi which was below the 22,000 threshold according to gcmapper. She came back to me and quoted 21,523mi, so we were pretty close in our distances after this... 3 mile difference hah. Disaster averted.
After she confirmed all the segments had availability she put me on hold and calculated the taxes and fees ~($950). The majority of the taxes and fees were from the 2 ANA segments at the end of my trip; with fuel charges. I got sent to an automated phone system to input my card info, and returned back to her (don't hang up!). She told me that she had to have the fare desk ticket the itinerary and I should be getting an email or callback. Sure enough ~2 hours later she called me back and said I had to re-enter my card info as they had some issue with their system; the flight hadn't yet been ticketed. I took the opportunity to change one of the segments during this callback to a better time I had found and she helped me change it since It hadn't yet been ticketed -- I was flustered on the first call when she said the milage was too high.
Something interesting I noted is during the time between calls I was able to see the reservation on the ANA App; and an alert said "Complete Payment by *date*" which was 3 days from the present. So it looks like technically they will "hold" a reservation for up to 3 days while waiting for card payment. It sounded like the Agent was willing to work with me as well when I needed 135,000 points instead of 125,000 points; but I didn't want to spent more or risk the timing with transfers. I wouldn't bank on this at all. Just FYI though. After this second call I got an email about a half an hour later with my receipt and ticket/itinerary and PNR. I was able to select seats and finally relax after the ordeal.
After all of this, I probably spent about 12 hours spaced out during 3 days of the booking process plus my previous research over about a month. Definitely set aside some time for yourself during booking and research.
Something I hadn't seen much of online was the process for making a change to an existing RTW booking - I ended up doing this as well, so hopefully this can help some.
About a week after booking I noticed one of the flights opened availability from SIN-HND on ANA at a better time. I was originally flying overnight but wanted to fly during the day to help minimize jetlag, and jumped at the chance. Also I wanted to spend more time in Singapore so this helped. Note you can only change the date + time of a flight; it must be the same routing and carrier and class (except you can move up a class if one becomes available and your original ticket allows for that class). I called around 2PM EST and it only took about an hour to get through this time. The agent simply told me I would owe the difference in taxes/fees for the change. There wasn't any penalty or call center charge assessed for this. I had read somewhere that apparently you'd be charged a 1,000 point fee for the change but this wasn't the case for me. The difference amounted to some small amount around a dollar or so which I happily paid. The agent shared something helpful to me -- she asked I save a card on the ANA website to my account rather than doing it on the phone. This would help the Fare Desk charge faster without needing to call me back like last time, I guess they have issues with their credit card system on the phone with some credit cards. I ended up doing this with her on the phone guiding me and she confirmed she could now see my card. The change ended up going through an hour later with a new ticket/itinerary and recipient emailed to me; no second call necessary.
According to the fare rules denoted on my PNR; you can do a similar change with date/time only up to 4 days (96 hours) before departure - also during the trip itself I believe as well. (full endorsements/restrictions on the ticket: NO MILEAGE CREDIT/NH FFP/NON END/RRT/DT CHNG UPTO 4DYS B4 NEW FLT)
TLDNeed to know Tips
- Successfully booked ANA RTW in Business at 125,000 points transferred from MR ~950 in taxes/fees. ANA was the culprit for majority of costs with fuel surcharges on 2 segments I flew.
- Don't have your heart set on going a particular direction upfront - go with what is easiest to book, and be flexible!
- Make sure you have Call Center Pin set in Amex if using MR before transferring to ANA to avoid issues.
- ANA seems to not hold for RTW for point transfer time if you have no points; I was asked upfront if I had the points before the agent would assist me. I had to transfer before.
- You can store a card online in ANA's system before calling which can help the Fare Desk/agent speed up processing to avoid callbacks/payment issues. You can store up to two cards. They were willing to hold itinerary up to 3 days awaiting card payment, and possibly for more points (but not with 0 points in my account) - did not test this. Use this info at your own risk. I wouldn't bank on it with points -- risky.
- Used United's award calendar without being logged in + FlightConnections; consider paying for ExpertFlyer too, also be savvy about the booking window(s) of carriers and book against the edge for the best availability especially with ANA.
- When calculating distance with gcmapper use statute miles (mi) not nautical miles (nm)!
- You can change flight(s) after booking as long as its simply a date+time change - no change in routing/carrier. Class change upwards is allowed if your original ticket allows for it. I was not assessed a penalty/fee for the change like some claimed online - could depend though.
I hope this was helpful - pardon the length - just wanted to be as detailed as possible and give back to the community after all the help I received. Since this is all fresh in my mind please feel free to ask questions and I'll try to answer. I sincerely feel all the effort was worth it for the value I received - best of luck booking!
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2023.06.05 01:57 StillLifeProjector Battery Math
Ok, so I have a decision to make.
Do I keep replacing my AGM batteries every 5 months at a cost of $1000 each time. That is roughly 12 rounds of golf on a brand new set of batteries before they a roached out, or 215 miles. Manufacturer says this is completely normal and to be expected. Not only should it be expected but the dealership is supposed to make sure people know these batteries aren’t intended for golf course usage.
Do I spend $6k-$8k and buy a cheap Chinese lithium battery that “I should expect no more 80 rounds of golf from” or 1,400 miles. 2 year warranty also NOT intended for “off road” use.
This has been told to me as “normal” for owning a golf cart and that “I should NEVER have expect to play golf in my golf cart”, as not that is not what their design is. These are street, electric vehicles, not to be used off road.
The cheaper route would be just fire through tons of AGM’s but it also comes with the hassle of sending it back to the shop every 5 months, they keep it for a month. It appears that they can’t ship these to me directly and I have to pay the dealer to install. It’s just crazy to think using 12 batteries per year is the right answer. It would roughly cost $84 per round in AGM battery cost.
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2023.06.05 01:56 GohanHyuga CheapLoLBoosting 🔰 - Any Region, Any Rank - ( Iron to Challenger ) Duo Queue Custom Orders Offline Mode VPN Protection Orders Processed In Seconds
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2023.06.05 01:56 Healthy-Scarcity153 Minimum wage rise will push up prices, put jobs at risk: Gerry Harvey
Source: Gerry Harvey says minimum wage rise will put jobs at risk (afr.com)
Companies will consider cutting staff or increasing prices after the largest rise in the award wages since 2009, warns retailer Gerry Harvey, whose homewares and electronics chain is among the retailers expected to be the hardest hit by the hefty pay rise
The Harvey Norman chairman and executive director said the Fair Work Commission’s decision to increase the pay of 2.4 million people on awards by 5.75 per cent would present challenges for all businesses and make the Reserve Bank’s attempts to tame inflation more difficult.
Mr Harvey said the new wage rates could test the viability of some businesses at a time when many retailers were watching pay packets rise faster than sales.
“We’ve got inflation and we’ve got a big wage increase, and it’s a difficult situation,” he said.
“It’ll affect all businesses, and the first thing [business owners] will do is look at their staff and think about how to get rid of people. That’s what every business does when wages go up.
“Certainly, a franchisee at a Harvey Norman would be no different to anyone else in business – they would be looking at their wage bill, and how do you counter that? You either cut wages or increase prices.”
In addition to the broad 5.75 per cent rise for award-wage earners, the commission on Friday also declared an 8.6 per cent increase for 80,000 non-award workers. Those lowest paid workers will get an extra $70 a week, with their hourly wage rising to $23.23 from $21.38.
Analysis conducted after the decision has indicated that retailers such as Harvey Norman, cheap jewellery chain Lovisa and Solomon Lew’s Premier Investments, which controls fashion brands such as Portmans and Just Jeans, could be among the hardest hit by the 5.75 per cent increase.
COULD SPARK MORE RATE RISES
JPMorgan warned the wage rises would hit retailers hard, and could contribute to the need for more rate rises.
“The implications for retailers are significant, given the large proportion of costs linked directly to minimum wage increases at a time of slowing [or] negative sales growth,” the broker said.
“The risk of a wage-price spiral for inflation triggering incremental RBA rate rises exists as minimum wage increases above 5 per cent in our view.”
Analysts, including UBS, said the increase would hurt specialty retailers more than supermarkets because those selling apparel, homewares and other discretionary products had relatively higher labour costs, smaller stores and less essential products.
“Essential products (e.g. food, basic household goods, telecommunications) [have] more resilient demand despite cost-of-living pressures, with rising immigration another tailwind for retailers that have high market shares in essential categories,” UBS said.
Mr Harvey said the $4.2 billion Harvey Norman’s wage bill was at its highest as a percentage of sales in the company’s history.
Although the lift in award rates would push the company’s wage bills higher, it was also possible it could bolster sales, he said.
“Paying more wages means some businesses will have to figure out if they can keep going. But it also means people are going to have more money, which means they have more money to spend,” he said.
“And people are still spending.”
UBS concluded that Mr Lew’s Premier Investments, footwear and clothing retailer Accent Group, youth casual apparel store Universal, jewellery chain Lovisa, Harvey Norman, Super Retail Group and then JB Hi-Fi would be among the hardest hit.
It was less concerned about Wesfarmers’ Bunnings, Kmart and Officeworks, which the analysts said “enjoy strong value positions in market”.
JPMorgan, in contrast, concluded that Coles and Woolworths would be most exposed to the wage increase because of their high wage bill relative to revenues.
“Woolworths and Coles have the highest leverage to wage rate inflation ... as supermarkets have high labour costs and relatively low margins,” the analysts said.
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2023.06.05 01:56 bnmcc932 Help with Itinerary - Asia tour - 2.5 weeks
I (29f) am going to be solo traveling for work for a few weeks in July and will be stopping in 7 countries and spending 1-2 days in each place. Looking for some help on my itinerary. Please note that I cannot change the days/times I'll be working each of my work events, so I'm trying to plan around them the best I can where I can see some cool things in each country without getting too fatigued/burnt out. If it's helpful to know, I'll be traveling from east coast, USA. Currently, I've tried to plan one "event"/tourist attraction to see each day, and whatever other free time I have in that country, I figured I'll casually explore the city, find some good food, stay at the hotel pool, etc. But I have a 5 day gap between HCMC and Tokyo and am trying to decide between a few options listed below. Also looking to see if my itinerary seems doable in the time I have. Additional info: I enjoy nature/scenery, beaches, cultural stuff, art/architecture, honestly just wanna see some beautiful places. I'm not into drinking so don't care for nightlife kind of things. Not super concerned with travel & transportation budget as my job is paying for most of it, but would like to keep activities to $100ish USD max a day.
July 19 - arrive in Jakarta
July 20 - walk and explore city during the day
July 20 - 6-10pm work event
July 21 - fly into Singapore, walk around/explore city
July 22 - 11am - 3pm work event/relax rest of day
July 23 - Gardens by the Bay (all day)
July 24 - fly into Kuala Lumpur midday, relax for the evening
July 25 - Batu Caves/waterfall 9-3pm; 6-10pm work event
July 26 - fly into Bangkok (land 8am), check into hotel 11am, take cab at noon to ethical elephant sanctuary in Pattaya for a tour from 2-5pm
July 27 - work event 6-10pm
July 28 - fly into HCMC Vietnam, explore city
July 29 - work event 11am-3pm
\July 30-Aug 2 - SEE OPTIONS BELOW**
Aug 3 - work event in Tokyo 6-10pm
Aug 4 - Fly into Seoul (I've lived in Korea so I will end the itinerary here as I don't need any further insight into this country).
- July 29 fly to Northern Vietnam in the evening, and spend July 30 & 31 seeing one or two of the following places: seeing Hanoi, Ha Long Bay, Ninh Binh, or Sa Pa. From my research, these sound more interesting to me than the options I'm finding in HCMC (not really interested in the war museum or Cu Chi tunnels)
-Aug 1 fly into Tokyo, spend Aug 1-3 exploring Tokyo
-July 30 fly into Okinawa, spend Jul. 30 & 31, and head into Tokyo July 31 night. Aug 1-3 explore Tokyo
- July 30 head straight to Tokyo and spend 5 days exploring Tokyo
I love the idea of seeing more of Vietnam because I've heard how amazing it is, but if it's a hassle to get to the places listed from HCMC, then maybe it's worth heading straight to Japan. If I head straight to Japan, is it too much to try and do Okinawa and Tokyo in the time allotted? Is 3 days enough to get a good feel of Tokyo? Would also be open to hearing suggestions of other good beaches within an hour or so from Tokyo if there are any.
Also, does my itinerary as a whole sound doable? I know I have extremely limited time in each country and ideally wouldn't want to move around so much, but can't change the work schedule unfortunately. Thanks in advance!!
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2023.06.05 01:56 Theodora527 The biggest issue with construction is that they implemented a budget system, but you still do construction click-by-click like in other paradox titles. Instead you should just set a percentage of your budget to allocate for building, and it will do the rest...
With this, construction sectors should also be an auto-adjusting building that you dont need to manually expand. They are cheap to build anyways, and the local construction efficiency bonus doesn't matter much till you really stack up in late game.
It will also help AI drastically, as then they don't have to do careful balancing of budget vs construction that player is capable of doing. They can just set desired budget, and construction will expand accordingly.
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2023.06.05 01:53 BalanceDull4953 Stratford: Spamalot, King Lear and Rent
I went to Stratford this week and saw three shows, here are my quick impressions.
Spamalot: This one was mixed for me. It's goofy, silly and fun but did not thrill me. I really liked the original Broadway cast but now it is a 20 year old musical based on a 50 year old film, and felt out date. I wish they could have updated it a little, put their own spin on some scenes, and had more Stratford specific jokes and references. As it is they present it unchanged from the original, not even using the changed lyrics for one song that was updated in the UK. It ends up feeling like a time capsule, just a murky mirror replica of the original when they could have made more out of it. Two of the songs in the second act are borderline offensive, depending on your perspective. Not that this is unexpected for a Monty Python show, but fair warning. It's just that what was hilarious on Broadway in 2005 can feel different today. Maybe it is a licensing issue that they were not allowed to make changes. That said the cast does perform with a lot of energy and charm. Eddie Glen is great as Patsy but I wish the character had a bit more to do. I don't like the way the character of Arthur is changed compared to the film, but Jonathan Goad makes a decent job of it. He just doesn't have the stage presence of Tim Curry, but then no one does. The sets of lovely, but I don't like the use of projections for backdrops and curtains. That said, Stratford's projections do get better every year. It is a funny, well done show, and I wouldn't really discourage anyone from seeing it, but it just wasn't a big hit with me. The most I laughed was reading the programme, which is well worth going through to hunt out all the Easter eggs they snuck in to it.
King Lear: This is what Stratford does best. I've never been a big fan of King Lear before, but this production really made it work for me. Paul Gross is very good, absolutely delivering a worthy and standout performance. In no way does it feel like stunt casting. He may be 64 years of age with white hair and beard, but he has the energy of someone 20 years younger, which leads to an interesting interpretation of the character. The great thing about Shakespeare at Stratford, especially recently, is that they will present different angles on well known plays, not always what is standard or expected, which keeps it fresh. I didn't really like the costume design, but it wasn't too distracting either. There is a stage effect that I have never seen before on the Festival stage, always fun to be surprised in a familiar space. There is also what I think may have been the best stage fight I have ever seen live. Highly recommended.
Rent: I really enjoyed it, but it did not blow me away like Chicago did last year. I was only familiar with the movie version of Rent before seeing it here, and I understand now why people don't like the movie; it is much better live on stage. Andrea Macasaet as Mimi is a superstar. Stratford was very lucky to get them. Kolton Stewart is not as convincing as Roger, but does a competent job. His performance is just a little flat. The rest of the cast all do a good job. I felt transported back to another time and place through the lives of these characters, and you realize we still have a lot to learn about and try to be better at in our current time and lives. The staging of the ending was especially moving.
I will just add that for both King Lear and Rent I sat in the cheap seats (what the call the Bravo tier) at the far sides of the orchestra level in the Festival Theatre, both because it is the year of oh-Lord-look-at-the-grocery-prices-2023, and because I've always wanted to see what it is like from the sides. They do an excellent job of blocking the shows so that everyone gets a great view no matter where you are seated, and the magic of the Festival Theatre is no seat is very far from the stage at all, so you always feel close to the action.
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2023.06.05 01:53 Scout_It_Down Dog-friendly hotels where dogs can be left unattended in the room?
Hotel websites don't share their expansive pet policy, most just simply state whether they accept pets and if there is a fee. An example of this is The Hotel Clio in Cherry Creek. Their website says it's an extra $150/dog but they don't say your dog can't be left unattended until you check in.
Does anyone know of pet-friendly properties that aren't a Kimpton hotel?
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