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fasach reblogged thisSource: bluepueblo
Library of Ancient Antiquities, Geneva, Switzerland
photo via theworld
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This is the Pont des Arts in Paris.
When we saw the bridge from far away, it looked like it was glittering. When we got closer, we realized that this was actually due to the hundreds of locks attached to the chain-link. Apparently people attach locks to the bridge and chuck the key into the water. Each of the locks had names or initials—mostly lovers or spouses, but some were friends or families. Many had dates, some had places, others had anniversaries or “we’ll always have Paris”. We counted several nationalities: French, German, American, British, Korean, Japanese, Chinese, Swedish, Spanish.
It was cheesy.
But I sort of think it was a nice kind of cheesy.
Now excuse me while I go try to dig these feels out of my tiny, cold heart with a rusty spoon before they have the chance to germinate. Got to nip these things in the bud, you know.
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Stuff I've done
for anybody who doesn’t know, I’ve been studying at the University of St. Andrews in Scotland for almost four months. I’ve done some traveling around.
I just want to say that I’ve had what we in the business like to call Life Experiences.
here’s a few examples
- got lost for two hours on the first day trying to find the Argos that turned out to be a fifteen-minute walk away
- took a spur of the moment weekend trip to Oslo
- realized that Oslo is expensive as a sonofabitch and that you should never take a weekend trip to Oslo
- didn’t eat in Oslo
- toured a British battleship that just happened to be parked right outside of this big medieval fort in Oslo for some reason. they didn’t check your ID or anything, which confused me since if it had been a US battleship they probably would have checked your ancestry back three generations, demanded four forms of ID, and then probably would have made you take your shoes off
- stood on top of the Oslo opera house and froze to death. it was beautiful
- went to a self-proclaimed “underground techno club” that sort of looked like the Bat Cave on acid
- watched Inglourious Basterds in a London hostel
- ate Tesco sandwiches and Doritos in sight of Big Ben and Parliament like a classy mofo
- went to Baker Street for the sole purpose of eating Chipotle because why the hell not
