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“Holi” Crap

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Originally posted on Classic Sooch:
It’s Holi the day after tomorrow. It’s basically this? festival where people play with colored powder and drop water balloons on each others’ heads. Now, I’m secretly terrified of water. I might have been bitten by a rabid dog and never received treatment and gotten stuck with hydrophobia – I don’t know – and people attacking me with water terrifies me. Of course my secret never stayed a secret when I went to med school. During my first year at college, I had a scary arse lesbian roommate who’d have her girlfriend over and do unspeakable things. So basically, I spent a good six months practically homeless? (roomless) – and had no place to hide when Holi happened. And man, was it bad.? Everyone kept acting like weird babbling barnacles and screaming and throwing EGGS at each other. I’d thought you were only supposed to play with water. And powder. But no. There were eggs in the picture.? Rotten, smelly, putrid eggs. My friends and I were the youngest and…

Ralph gave me his last Rolo – 2nd June 1998

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Originally posted on If Destroyed Still True:
Tuesday 2ndRalph still likes me anyway. You know off the advert when it says, “Do you love someone enough to give them your last Rolo?” Well, Ralph gave me his last Rolo after school. He came up to me and said, “There’s my last Rolo, just for you.” I thought that was really sweet and I couldn’t stop smiling for ages. People must have thought I was a right nutter, grinning away to myself like that! I saved the packet. Sad, I know. → BYE!

My 20 Year Diary | Alana Hitchell

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My name is Alana, and I’ve been writing in a diary for as long as I can remember.  I started in 1993 when I was eight years old and kept writing up until I was 28 in early 2014.  I didn’t write every single day, but I acquired plenty of diary entries over those 20 years that I thought would be fun to share.  I decided to start a blog and post each diary entry online, no matter how boring or mortifying they might be.  To make things a little more interesting, I also add photos and include present-day commentary where I provide explanations, observations, or simply poke fun at my younger self.

Antarctica, the number one place you need to go before you die, Part I

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Originally posted on Annabel Fenwick Elliott:
Ice vistas galore – booked through the absolutely brilliant Ambercrombie + Kent and operated by Polar Latitudes Antarctica. The only place left on the planet reserved, under an international treaty, for science and exploration only. A utopia of sorts. And, after 28 years of travel, hands down the location of my all-time favourite trip ever. I went expecting to be the only person under 40 – a situation my travel agency had prepared me for – and so I packed plenty of books, a stockpile of patience, and boarded the ship eagerly anticipating some solo time with the icebergs. Utopia Little did I know that by some strange stroke of luck, I would share my 10-day voyage almost surgically attached to a gaggle of four fellow lone travellers, all American males, all in their 20s, for almost every waking hour. The combination of these humans, plus the hugely entertaining expedition crew, plus the penguins, plus the seals, plus all the ill-advised but well-received booze, plus the total detachment from the…

“Nine Passes” Receiving Rave Reviews

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Originally posted on Bri Bruce Productions:
Bruce combines a solid mastery of fly fishing, backpacking and love for his family and the beautiful Sierra Nevada Mountains to produce a book of true importance. . . . This solidly crafted book is highly recommended to fly fishermen and anyone who has gazed at a distant peak with wonder and curiosity. – Allen Rizzi, Author of The Blackest of Canyons Mr Bruce weaves an engaging account of his journey to walk in the steps of a famous fly fisherman as well as routes taken by four generations of his family. . . . The author balances technical fishing information, descriptions of mountain beauty and wry observations on backpacking culture in way that will interest anyone.– Susan Gilchrist, Artist Todd recounts his solo 300-mile hike through the Sierra high country while reminiscing his childhood memories of family backpacking/fishing expeditions to some of the same locations. . . . Its a fairly brisk-reading travelogue that’s unlike any “fishing guides” or novels done in a fly-fishing setting. For readers its a vicarious adventure or stimulus…

Lake Tahoe, California

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Originally posted on Chey Chey from the Bay:
If you know me at all, you know that I love Lake Tahoe with a passion! It is hands down my favorite place to get away from everything. The air is fresh, the lake is blue as can be and the scenery is beautiful. It’s so peaceful. I used to go all the time when I was a little kid– the good times. There’s is no other place that gives such a sense of nostalgia. I’ve spent vacations there during both the winter and summer, with my family and with my boy friend’s, when I was a baby all the way up through my young adulthood and I can safely say it never gets old. Over this past summer, I was blessed with the opportunity to go twice to my beloved Tahoe. Here’s a neat, little guide to the things we did, ate and saw– and some of the things we didn’t have time for, but wish we did.  Tahoe is an outdoor enthusiasts dream! There are endless options…

Portugal! Oh The Sweets… & Other Treats!

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HilaryStyle One of the more fun and interesting things about visiting a new place is trying the traditional foods! Sometimes you love them and sometimes you don’t, but either way, memories are made! We definitely found some gems while visiting Portugal! The Sweets! We wasted no time getting started as upon arrival at the hotel we were greeted by a lovely tray of Pastel de Nata, a flaky pastry shell filled with egg custard, which is the most famous of all the Portuguese desserts. We soon discovered that these lovely little gems were available just about everywhere! Having never heard of them before it was funny that only one week before my trip, my mom told me she had just had the most amazing desert at a local restaurant, a Portuguese Tart! The most famous place to get Pastel de Nata is also where they originate from. Pasteis de Belem is located in the neighborhood of the… View original post 587 more words