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Back from 6 Day Carnival Horizon
2023.04.01 22:22 blade99d Back from 6 Day Carnival Horizon
We just completed our 6 day cruise out of Miami on the Horizon. Our stops included Ocho Rios, Grand Cayman and Cozumel. First things first - my wife and I do not drink.
Boarding process in Miami. Got to the port around 930am for a 10am boarding. It was crazy with people everywhere. We had FTTF, so we got on around 1120am, even though we had a 10am boarding time. For those that like marijuana this is what we experienced. Dogs - had to walk past a single dog to go to the waiting area. In that waiting area, 2 guys were walking dogs around that said narcotics please don’t pet. We heard one of the handlers say something like, he hit on that group over there, but then he released. All in all we saw (3) people with dogs, so this is legit. I had thc gummies with me in my checked luggage, mixed in with toiletries - got thru no problem. They are legal in Michigan where I live, we are not obnoxious on them and we do not drink booze.
The Boat - typical Carnival boat, as we had been on the Breeze before. Red Rum, blue iguana, guys burgers etc on lido deck. We did purchase bottomless bubbles for all (3) of us. I drink bubly and this was hit or miss at the bars. The coffee shop always had them and they were included (lime, blackberry and grapefruit) At the shows - they had Soda Water and that was included. We ended up drinking close to 100 bubly over the 6 days.
Cookie the cruise director was awesome. He is high energy, makes everyone feel welcome and wants everyone to enjoy themselves and step out of their comfort zone. Couple key highlights the love and marriage show and the quest shows are hilarious if u don’t offend easily.
We played bingo a couple days, laid out in the sun, hit some shows and ate decent food. Not great food, not terrible food. You have to learn to make the best of it.
Ports
Ocho Rios Had never been and was not my thing. Very dirty. Probably won’t be back. We did a beach exscursion that included lunch and transportation. Excursion was good, not great.
Grand Cayman Love Grand Cayman. Have been there several times and always enjoy the shopping and downtown area. We did not do any excursions in GC, just shopped and had a bite to eat.
Cozumel Had never been to Cozumel (Cancun several times). Liked the port and we did a vip dolphin excursion. Highlight of the trip by far, but we all loved the interaction. Bought the pics as well for the (3) of us.
Back in port, customs was facial recognition only. We lined up at 7am and we we’re off the boat, at Miami airport getting car and in Fort Lauderdale by 8am.
All in all a great vacation!
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Boarding process in Miami. Got to the port around 930am for a 10am boarding. It was crazy with people everywhere. We had FTTF, so we got on around 1120am, even though we had a 10am boarding time. For those that like marijuana this is what we experienced. Dogs - had to walk past a single dog to go to the waiting area. In that waiting area, 2 guys were walking dogs around that said narcotics please don’t pet. We heard one of the handlers say something like, he hit on that group over there, but then he released. All in all we saw (3) people with dogs, so this is legit. I had thc gummies with me in my checked luggage, mixed in with toiletries - got thru no problem. They are legal in Michigan where I live, we are not obnoxious on them and we do not drink booze.
The Boat - typical Carnival boat, as we had been on the Breeze before. Red Rum, blue iguana, guys burgers etc on lido deck. We did purchase bottomless bubbles for all (3) of us. I drink bubly and this was hit or miss at the bars. The coffee shop always had them and they were included (lime, blackberry and grapefruit) At the shows - they had Soda Water and that was included. We ended up drinking close to 100 bubly over the 6 days.
Cookie the cruise director was awesome. He is high energy, makes everyone feel welcome and wants everyone to enjoy themselves and step out of their comfort zone. Couple key highlights the love and marriage show and the quest shows are hilarious if u don’t offend easily.
We played bingo a couple days, laid out in the sun, hit some shows and ate decent food. Not great food, not terrible food. You have to learn to make the best of it.
Ports
Ocho Rios Had never been and was not my thing. Very dirty. Probably won’t be back. We did a beach exscursion that included lunch and transportation. Excursion was good, not great.
Grand Cayman Love Grand Cayman. Have been there several times and always enjoy the shopping and downtown area. We did not do any excursions in GC, just shopped and had a bite to eat.
Cozumel Had never been to Cozumel (Cancun several times). Liked the port and we did a vip dolphin excursion. Highlight of the trip by far, but we all loved the interaction. Bought the pics as well for the (3) of us.
Back in port, customs was facial recognition only. We lined up at 7am and we we’re off the boat, at Miami airport getting car and in Fort Lauderdale by 8am.
All in all a great vacation!
2023.04.01 21:31 chopchoppopadop 4 months post op: osseous sliding genioplasty 11mm
1 day pre-op
Early morning It is raining cats and dogs. I wake my husband up to take me to the airport. I arrive in Madrid and now I have a few hours to kill before I can check into my airbnb. I eat half a chicken pita and coffee before 13:00, since I need to fast for 6 hours before my consultation and tests.
Afternoon I check into the airbnb - it’s COLD. I message the host about the heating and apparently it comes on later.
Evening I am at the hospital and they send me from one place to the other and finally I get to the right place. Consultation, blood tests etc. A lot of waiting. I am STARVING.
Late Evening After everything I scuff down the apple and half pita that I had left in my handbag. Tired, I return to the airbnb and it’s freezing. Try to take a shower and the water is cold. Can’t recover from a surgery here.
Operation day
06:30 I wake up and can’t feel my feet. Too late for breakfast. I just eat an apple and gulp down copious amounts of water.
07:00 Fast starts. I get ready, book a hotel and call airbnb. The customer service is amazing and they give me a full refund.
11:00 Hotel let’s me check in early after I explain that I will not be able to check in after surgery. I buy some liquids and lay out towels, pajamas etc. The bed is really comfy and the room is nice (and warm).
13:00 I am at the hospital, someone misplaced me for an hour. We go through the final steps. It goes fast. At around 15:00 I am in the surgery room.
?? I remember waking up in the ICU/recovery room and later in the private room. The doctor and anesthesiologist sit with me in my room and slowly help me get dressed after she takes out the catheter. She combs my hair because there is a lot of blood in it. I get sick twice. It’s around 01:30 and I had no idea it was this late. I message a quick “am ok” to my husband and mom, eventhough I don’t feel okay at all. I feel in disbelief that I am being discharged now. My hip is THROBBING and it is impossible to put weight on my right leg. A taxi picks me up for the 600m to the hotel and he stops at the pharmacy to pick up medicine for me. I tip him well because he had to help me get out of the car and into the hotel room. He also stopped because I got sick again.
The rest of the night is not friendly to me. I needed to wee so I got up from the bed, but all I remember is when I woke up I was moaning on the floor, totally blacked out, meaning I had fell hard. I think I just napped on the floor after that and in some miraculous way got back to the bed eventually.
1 day post op
09:00 Next morning and I am doing a bit better, I hear my heartbeat in my ears the whole time. I am in and out of sleep and listening to my book. Getting out of bed is a massive struggle and pain due to the hip bone graft. I sip on protein shakes and juice. Eventually I ask the doctor about the noise in my ears. She comes by to the hotel and takes my vitals, she says everything is fine under the circumstances, my blood pressure will pick up again then I will feel better again, because I lost a lot of blood when they did the bone grafting.
Rest of the day is a blur. Called the airline to ask for assistance because I can’t even walk 10 feet without feeling like passing out. The lady was so patient because I can barely talk. I muster the energy to wash my hair over the tub, because I don’t think they let people fly that can’t walk, talk well and with blood in their hair. Pink water everywhere, I slump into the bed exhausted wet hair and all.
2 days post op
7:00 I get up and take 45 min to get ready and pack, I only came with a backpack. I almost didn’t need anything as I was just sleeping most of the time. I am glad I packed my own towel to sleep on because there was blood and the hotel linens are white. The trip back feels like a mountain in front of me.
I am astounded that the operation coordinator said I should be able to fly home today, because I feel like death warmed up. It was probably when she thought I was still coming with someone.
Once at the airport I take about 20 mins to find the assistance booth and almost cry from relief when I get there. From there on they make sure I get where I need to be. On the flight I get a few looks because I guess I don’t really look sick, especially with a mask on that covers most of the swelling and bruising. I puke twice into a barf bag. The flight was very empty. My head is ON FIRE.
I didn’t think there would be assistance at the arrival airport because I’m not even sure what I booked, but thank goodness as I’m limping out of the plane a wheelchair appears and the man behind it asks me “Ms X?”. I almost cry again which is weird because I haven’t been this emotional in a long time. Husband is waiting for me at arrivals.
Finally at home and I am relieved and very very exhausted. I just sleep from here on out. Some time during the night I wake up and take a shower. I sleep with a cold cloth on my forehead, because this headache is out of this world.
As a side note: My husband is freaked out. He says I look like another person. I know he isn’t trying to upset me but he looks horrified. I’m not sure how to deal with this so I try to let it go. I look like 100 bees stung my face. At least my phone recognizes me.
3 days post op
I wake up at 6 with master headache. Somewhere during the night I moved to the couch to sleep upright and to ice my head with icewater and cloths. Maxxed out on prescription meds. I don’t want to over medicate but I can’t deal with this so my husband takes me to the hospital. I ask them to please just get rid of the headache but they insist on a CT because I passed out on the floor 2 nights ago. They put me on a pain drip which doesn’t work, make me wait 1.5 hours for a CT in a very bright waiting room (could have been worse). Afterwards the doc says he doesn’t want to put me on another drip, he just gives me medication to drink. Not happy with this as the pain is at the same level as when I arrived, and at this stage even keeping liquids down is difficult. At least my brain is okay according to the CT. When we return home I continue to ice my head and I just try to sleep. I have the weirdest scariest dreams.
4 days post op
The headache continues throughout today, with ups and downs. It is more bearable than the previous day. We have the most uneventful Christmas and finally in the evening we watch a Christmas movie together. We eat a very soft spaghetti bolognaise. Chewing is a mission and I need to clean my mouth every hour, doctor’s orders. Yesterday was the first day I ate solid food and I think that helped a lot with the dizziness. (Different doctors have different guidelines, mine’s were soft foods like pasta, risotto, liquids, white fish, eggs etc.)
5 days post op
Horrible night and the headache is back with a vengeance at 06:00. I take more medicine and fall asleep again. When I wake up again at 10:30 I am desperate. I read up all the ways to get rid of headaches. I put on my warm robe and boots, and I put a cold, wet cloth around my neck and sit on the balcony. It’s -2c so the fresh air hits hard and keeps the cloth cold. I drink a cup of coffee with a straw and the maximum combined allowed dose of pain meds. 30 mins later and pure bliss as the headache has gone. Then all of a sudden I feel good. I am actually a little worried to be feeling this normal all of a sudden.
19:00 Note since this morning: everything is in check and haven’t had pain meds since this morning. I feel like a whole different person. My prayers have been answered. I was able to shower, wash my hair again, cook dinner (in slow motion), make the bed etc. But still very careful not to exert myself.
I mustered up the courage to take off the plaster from my hip. It is VERY bruised. The cut is long and thin, I think I will be able to make it disappear with some tlc once it is completely healed. I wasn’t expecting it to be this long.
Day 5 Notes:
Cleaning teeth is a mission and the first 3 days I was just rinsing my mouth with water every 3-4 hours, and always directly after eating. I have been flossing 2-3 times a day since day 2.
Still drinking with straws
I put on a lot of vaseline on my lips to prevent it from drying out, as I can’t close my mouth “relaxed” yet. I think it helped to an extent.
Huge mistake practically skipping breakfast the morning of the surgery, also because the night before I didn’t pay a lot of attention to dinner. I think if I had more fuel it would have been a little easier.
7 days post op
Pretty uneventful, the bruise on my hip is a little wild, the swelling on my face has gone down tremendously.
Walking is still a little difficult, but a lot better.
——————
The doctor calls quite regularly to check up and I am very happy that I chose to go with him at the end. He and the anesthesiologist are amazing.
—————— For some reason I thought this was going to be a lot easier. Maybe it was because the surgery coordinator said I can go home 2 days post op which made me believe it would have been okay by then, or maybe it was because most posts I’ve seen about it seemed to have been somewhat easy. I think I definitely did not pay attention to how painful the bone graft was going to be. I would NOT recommend doing this alone. The doctor also told me once I was there he is surprised that I came alone after all. Before I went, I asked the operation coordinator if I must sleep in the hospital one night, because I am coming alone, and she told me I will be fine alone because I am very close to the hospital, and a lot of patients stay in that specific hotel to recover. In hindsight I wish I would have insisted on sleeping in the hospital that one night.
——————
Biggest 3M: post-op concern is lip incompetence and some soft tissue asymmetry. Hopefully this clears up between months 3-6. Otherwise I will enquire about a revision or a mentalis resuspension.
Biggest 4M concern: still slightly worries about the lower lip, but it has improved drastically. This is the first month I am also not on the fence about having had this operation and starting to like the results
Tl;dr operation was harder than expected, mental rollercoaster until month 4, only liked results by month 4, still slightly worried about lip competence (it’s getting better), still drooling a lot at night
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Early morning It is raining cats and dogs. I wake my husband up to take me to the airport. I arrive in Madrid and now I have a few hours to kill before I can check into my airbnb. I eat half a chicken pita and coffee before 13:00, since I need to fast for 6 hours before my consultation and tests.
Afternoon I check into the airbnb - it’s COLD. I message the host about the heating and apparently it comes on later.
Evening I am at the hospital and they send me from one place to the other and finally I get to the right place. Consultation, blood tests etc. A lot of waiting. I am STARVING.
Late Evening After everything I scuff down the apple and half pita that I had left in my handbag. Tired, I return to the airbnb and it’s freezing. Try to take a shower and the water is cold. Can’t recover from a surgery here.
Operation day
06:30 I wake up and can’t feel my feet. Too late for breakfast. I just eat an apple and gulp down copious amounts of water.
07:00 Fast starts. I get ready, book a hotel and call airbnb. The customer service is amazing and they give me a full refund.
11:00 Hotel let’s me check in early after I explain that I will not be able to check in after surgery. I buy some liquids and lay out towels, pajamas etc. The bed is really comfy and the room is nice (and warm).
13:00 I am at the hospital, someone misplaced me for an hour. We go through the final steps. It goes fast. At around 15:00 I am in the surgery room.
?? I remember waking up in the ICU/recovery room and later in the private room. The doctor and anesthesiologist sit with me in my room and slowly help me get dressed after she takes out the catheter. She combs my hair because there is a lot of blood in it. I get sick twice. It’s around 01:30 and I had no idea it was this late. I message a quick “am ok” to my husband and mom, eventhough I don’t feel okay at all. I feel in disbelief that I am being discharged now. My hip is THROBBING and it is impossible to put weight on my right leg. A taxi picks me up for the 600m to the hotel and he stops at the pharmacy to pick up medicine for me. I tip him well because he had to help me get out of the car and into the hotel room. He also stopped because I got sick again.
The rest of the night is not friendly to me. I needed to wee so I got up from the bed, but all I remember is when I woke up I was moaning on the floor, totally blacked out, meaning I had fell hard. I think I just napped on the floor after that and in some miraculous way got back to the bed eventually.
1 day post op
09:00 Next morning and I am doing a bit better, I hear my heartbeat in my ears the whole time. I am in and out of sleep and listening to my book. Getting out of bed is a massive struggle and pain due to the hip bone graft. I sip on protein shakes and juice. Eventually I ask the doctor about the noise in my ears. She comes by to the hotel and takes my vitals, she says everything is fine under the circumstances, my blood pressure will pick up again then I will feel better again, because I lost a lot of blood when they did the bone grafting.
Rest of the day is a blur. Called the airline to ask for assistance because I can’t even walk 10 feet without feeling like passing out. The lady was so patient because I can barely talk. I muster the energy to wash my hair over the tub, because I don’t think they let people fly that can’t walk, talk well and with blood in their hair. Pink water everywhere, I slump into the bed exhausted wet hair and all.
2 days post op
7:00 I get up and take 45 min to get ready and pack, I only came with a backpack. I almost didn’t need anything as I was just sleeping most of the time. I am glad I packed my own towel to sleep on because there was blood and the hotel linens are white. The trip back feels like a mountain in front of me.
I am astounded that the operation coordinator said I should be able to fly home today, because I feel like death warmed up. It was probably when she thought I was still coming with someone.
Once at the airport I take about 20 mins to find the assistance booth and almost cry from relief when I get there. From there on they make sure I get where I need to be. On the flight I get a few looks because I guess I don’t really look sick, especially with a mask on that covers most of the swelling and bruising. I puke twice into a barf bag. The flight was very empty. My head is ON FIRE.
I didn’t think there would be assistance at the arrival airport because I’m not even sure what I booked, but thank goodness as I’m limping out of the plane a wheelchair appears and the man behind it asks me “Ms X?”. I almost cry again which is weird because I haven’t been this emotional in a long time. Husband is waiting for me at arrivals.
Finally at home and I am relieved and very very exhausted. I just sleep from here on out. Some time during the night I wake up and take a shower. I sleep with a cold cloth on my forehead, because this headache is out of this world.
As a side note: My husband is freaked out. He says I look like another person. I know he isn’t trying to upset me but he looks horrified. I’m not sure how to deal with this so I try to let it go. I look like 100 bees stung my face. At least my phone recognizes me.
3 days post op
I wake up at 6 with master headache. Somewhere during the night I moved to the couch to sleep upright and to ice my head with icewater and cloths. Maxxed out on prescription meds. I don’t want to over medicate but I can’t deal with this so my husband takes me to the hospital. I ask them to please just get rid of the headache but they insist on a CT because I passed out on the floor 2 nights ago. They put me on a pain drip which doesn’t work, make me wait 1.5 hours for a CT in a very bright waiting room (could have been worse). Afterwards the doc says he doesn’t want to put me on another drip, he just gives me medication to drink. Not happy with this as the pain is at the same level as when I arrived, and at this stage even keeping liquids down is difficult. At least my brain is okay according to the CT. When we return home I continue to ice my head and I just try to sleep. I have the weirdest scariest dreams.
4 days post op
The headache continues throughout today, with ups and downs. It is more bearable than the previous day. We have the most uneventful Christmas and finally in the evening we watch a Christmas movie together. We eat a very soft spaghetti bolognaise. Chewing is a mission and I need to clean my mouth every hour, doctor’s orders. Yesterday was the first day I ate solid food and I think that helped a lot with the dizziness. (Different doctors have different guidelines, mine’s were soft foods like pasta, risotto, liquids, white fish, eggs etc.)
5 days post op
Horrible night and the headache is back with a vengeance at 06:00. I take more medicine and fall asleep again. When I wake up again at 10:30 I am desperate. I read up all the ways to get rid of headaches. I put on my warm robe and boots, and I put a cold, wet cloth around my neck and sit on the balcony. It’s -2c so the fresh air hits hard and keeps the cloth cold. I drink a cup of coffee with a straw and the maximum combined allowed dose of pain meds. 30 mins later and pure bliss as the headache has gone. Then all of a sudden I feel good. I am actually a little worried to be feeling this normal all of a sudden.
19:00 Note since this morning: everything is in check and haven’t had pain meds since this morning. I feel like a whole different person. My prayers have been answered. I was able to shower, wash my hair again, cook dinner (in slow motion), make the bed etc. But still very careful not to exert myself.
I mustered up the courage to take off the plaster from my hip. It is VERY bruised. The cut is long and thin, I think I will be able to make it disappear with some tlc once it is completely healed. I wasn’t expecting it to be this long.
Day 5 Notes:
Cleaning teeth is a mission and the first 3 days I was just rinsing my mouth with water every 3-4 hours, and always directly after eating. I have been flossing 2-3 times a day since day 2.
Still drinking with straws
I put on a lot of vaseline on my lips to prevent it from drying out, as I can’t close my mouth “relaxed” yet. I think it helped to an extent.
Huge mistake practically skipping breakfast the morning of the surgery, also because the night before I didn’t pay a lot of attention to dinner. I think if I had more fuel it would have been a little easier.
7 days post op
Pretty uneventful, the bruise on my hip is a little wild, the swelling on my face has gone down tremendously.
Walking is still a little difficult, but a lot better.
——————
The doctor calls quite regularly to check up and I am very happy that I chose to go with him at the end. He and the anesthesiologist are amazing.
—————— For some reason I thought this was going to be a lot easier. Maybe it was because the surgery coordinator said I can go home 2 days post op which made me believe it would have been okay by then, or maybe it was because most posts I’ve seen about it seemed to have been somewhat easy. I think I definitely did not pay attention to how painful the bone graft was going to be. I would NOT recommend doing this alone. The doctor also told me once I was there he is surprised that I came alone after all. Before I went, I asked the operation coordinator if I must sleep in the hospital one night, because I am coming alone, and she told me I will be fine alone because I am very close to the hospital, and a lot of patients stay in that specific hotel to recover. In hindsight I wish I would have insisted on sleeping in the hospital that one night.
——————
Biggest 3M: post-op concern is lip incompetence and some soft tissue asymmetry. Hopefully this clears up between months 3-6. Otherwise I will enquire about a revision or a mentalis resuspension.
Biggest 4M concern: still slightly worries about the lower lip, but it has improved drastically. This is the first month I am also not on the fence about having had this operation and starting to like the results
Tl;dr operation was harder than expected, mental rollercoaster until month 4, only liked results by month 4, still slightly worried about lip competence (it’s getting better), still drooling a lot at night
2023.04.01 21:30 buchacats2 What do you do when you feel the nueropysch eval is really……off
26F. I went in to be assessed for ASD. In the past I’ve been diagnosed with ADHD, OCD, dysthymia, anorexia and binge eating disorder. These are the reasons I was suspecting ASD:
What do you all think of this? Please be kind because the whole experience has been upsetting for me. I still do relate to many autistic struggles and I’m confused now. I did challenge some of the things he said but I can tell that won’t change his opinion. I’m still waiting on the written report.
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- trance like focus on things as a baby
- mimicking people, down to their mannerisms and voice inflections, mirroring them
- attention to detail,I can see things no one else notices
- can’t deal with a lot going on like when in a city or airport as these places are too overstimulating
- trouble following basic instructions
- selectively mute (when younger)
- special interest since childhood
- eat same food for months
- very particular about food textures
- easily hurt feelings
- hate being in groups of people, prefer 1 on 1 conversation
- find normal person friendships shallow, sense of friendship is more intense
- hate small talk
- feeling different like I don’t belong anywhere
- interrupting people, I want to talk about myself and my interests
- very controlling, relates to anorexia
- comfort in routines such as nighttime routine, will follow through with them no matter what
- easily annoyed with people, I prefer being alone so I have time to myself and my interests
- emotional meltdowns
- generally uncomfortable around people
- black & white thinking
- very connected to plants and animals, overwhelming empathy for them
- little empathy for people
- tunnel visioning things, very obsessive if I find something I like
- Stimming (fidgeting, repeating words and songs I make up, replaying music, skin picking)
- executive dysfunction (I attribute this mostly to adhd)
- don’t find normal jokes that funny, weird since of humor
- easily bothered and startled by loud noises like dogs barking
- sense of revenge if someone does something I feel is wrong
- ability to form and maintain relationships, including current longterm romantic relationship
- no speech delay or social deficits as a child
- range of interests too broad
- able to maintain normal conversation
- able to understand nonverbal cues
What do you all think of this? Please be kind because the whole experience has been upsetting for me. I still do relate to many autistic struggles and I’m confused now. I did challenge some of the things he said but I can tell that won’t change his opinion. I’m still waiting on the written report.
2023.04.01 20:53 ThrowRA_That_Pudding F28 M23 I want to get over this relationship. Any Advice?
Long post warning Hey all, so my now ex boyfriend(M23) and I (F28) just broke up a few days ago while on vacation. We were together for about a year and a half and this isn’t our first break up but it feels like this is the REAL one. Backstory before I get to the recent events We met on Tinder September 2021, linked October 2021 and have been dating one another exclusively ever since. When we first met he had literally just moved to NYC and I live in Philly so we’ve been long distance this whole time but both going back and forth every weekend or when we have weekdays off. When we first met he was broke and unemployed for about the first 9 months of our relationship but now works at a world renowned investment firm (GS). During that time I of course, was paying for everything plus giving him money just to have.
Most of our arguments/breakups were because of my lack of showing affection to him (which was very much true) and my lack of sex drive sometimes amongst a few other minor things. I eventually saw how much it was damaging our relationship and fixed every single issue he had with me so it’ll work but for some reason it was never good enough for him. He also had some things I needed him to fix like stop starting arguments over minor things, his anger, and his inability to take accountability. None of which was fixed the entire duration of the relationship.
Recent events For Xmas I bought him around 4 presents, I got nothing until a week after. He told me he didn’t like any of the presents I got him and was basically really ungrateful. Valentines Day all I got was a text. Let’s fast forward to the beginning of March 2023. I went to NYC for the weekend, we had an amazing day but once it was later that night at our favorite restaurant things got heated. We were discussing best relationships (he asked first) and I said mine was this one. In response he told me that he hasn’t had a best relationship yet which naturally hurt my feelings. This turned into us arguing in the restaurant, me crying and taking back the iphone 14 pro max I gifted him the day before then ultimately him splitting the bill and leaving me at the restaurant. When I got back to his house, he simple bought my suitcase and book bag downstairs and slammed the door in my face. Mind you, at this point it’s around 11pm. I got home, the weekend concludes and we foolishly make up.
Vacation drama Keep in mind this trip was only planned because it was for my daughter’s birthday (12yr). Let me say, this was our first vacation together since this man has never been on a plane. Let me also say that I paid for a majority of the trip. The most he paid for was his checked bag, 2 Ubers and some poolside drinks. Honestly the entire trip was great up until the second to last day at the water park. He was acting like his normal self, hugging and kissing all over me, holding hands etc regular things people in love do. The issue came when we stopped to get amusement park food which we all know is really mediocre and really expensive. While eating I mentioned how low quality amusement park food is for the price they charge (I paid $70 for 4 chicken tender meals no drinks included). This triggered him for some reason. He mentioned how I’m bringing everyone’s mood down because of what I said. I apologized, we all finished eating then started walking to the next water ride. I turned around and saw him walking the opposite way but because I didn’t want to ruin the kids’ day I brushed it off and we proceeded to have fun without him for a while. During that time he found us in the park again but ignored us and acted like he didn’t know us. After a while, myself, my daughter and her friend were walking again and I saw him and let him know what ride we were headed to next. He got pissed and grabbed and twisted my arm so hard that my daughter scream at him to let me go. After that he stormed off again and went to the hotel alone. Hours later I return, he’s there, says nothing, then leaves for hours. After he returns again, he’s giving me the silent treatment but on the phone with his sister talking crap about me. I intervene and we have a screaming match for about 10 minutes. During that time I was called multiple names and continuously disrespected while the kids were in the hotel/condo. I sleep with the bedroom door locked while he voluntarily sleeps on the couch. Next day, it’s time to fly home. I send him his ticket like he asked and he leaves early in the morning although our flight doesn’t take off until the afternoon. He texts me and tells me to change my seat so we aren’t sitting together, I refuse because I paid and I tell him to change his instead. He obliged. At the airport we’re at the same gate but he’s acting like we’ve never met before. Like he wasn’t the same man just 2 days before asking me to marry him and have his babies… when we landed I was ignored again besides him getting in my face at baggage claim aggressively asking if I’m going straight home so he can retrieve his things he left. I tell him I am and I leave. 20 minutes after I arrive home he knocks and I bring down all his things, not allowing him to come inside. He leaves and we don’t speak. Yesterday I sent him a paragraph of how I felt about everything. No response. Last night I call him via FaceTime audio but I’m met with yelling because I disconnected his phone earlier that day since he said he wants nothing to do with me (it’s on my account), also during which he yelled “find a dad for your daughter” and “I don’t wanna be with you anymore”. He also had girls texting me and calling me about cutting his phone back on that day.
Now I really want to forget this entire relationship and him. Of course I’m a little hurt by everything that happened and I just don’t know what set him off like this. I don’t want to reach out or reconcile because I don’t like the toxic mess. What should I do? Any advice?
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Most of our arguments/breakups were because of my lack of showing affection to him (which was very much true) and my lack of sex drive sometimes amongst a few other minor things. I eventually saw how much it was damaging our relationship and fixed every single issue he had with me so it’ll work but for some reason it was never good enough for him. He also had some things I needed him to fix like stop starting arguments over minor things, his anger, and his inability to take accountability. None of which was fixed the entire duration of the relationship.
Recent events For Xmas I bought him around 4 presents, I got nothing until a week after. He told me he didn’t like any of the presents I got him and was basically really ungrateful. Valentines Day all I got was a text. Let’s fast forward to the beginning of March 2023. I went to NYC for the weekend, we had an amazing day but once it was later that night at our favorite restaurant things got heated. We were discussing best relationships (he asked first) and I said mine was this one. In response he told me that he hasn’t had a best relationship yet which naturally hurt my feelings. This turned into us arguing in the restaurant, me crying and taking back the iphone 14 pro max I gifted him the day before then ultimately him splitting the bill and leaving me at the restaurant. When I got back to his house, he simple bought my suitcase and book bag downstairs and slammed the door in my face. Mind you, at this point it’s around 11pm. I got home, the weekend concludes and we foolishly make up.
Vacation drama Keep in mind this trip was only planned because it was for my daughter’s birthday (12yr). Let me say, this was our first vacation together since this man has never been on a plane. Let me also say that I paid for a majority of the trip. The most he paid for was his checked bag, 2 Ubers and some poolside drinks. Honestly the entire trip was great up until the second to last day at the water park. He was acting like his normal self, hugging and kissing all over me, holding hands etc regular things people in love do. The issue came when we stopped to get amusement park food which we all know is really mediocre and really expensive. While eating I mentioned how low quality amusement park food is for the price they charge (I paid $70 for 4 chicken tender meals no drinks included). This triggered him for some reason. He mentioned how I’m bringing everyone’s mood down because of what I said. I apologized, we all finished eating then started walking to the next water ride. I turned around and saw him walking the opposite way but because I didn’t want to ruin the kids’ day I brushed it off and we proceeded to have fun without him for a while. During that time he found us in the park again but ignored us and acted like he didn’t know us. After a while, myself, my daughter and her friend were walking again and I saw him and let him know what ride we were headed to next. He got pissed and grabbed and twisted my arm so hard that my daughter scream at him to let me go. After that he stormed off again and went to the hotel alone. Hours later I return, he’s there, says nothing, then leaves for hours. After he returns again, he’s giving me the silent treatment but on the phone with his sister talking crap about me. I intervene and we have a screaming match for about 10 minutes. During that time I was called multiple names and continuously disrespected while the kids were in the hotel/condo. I sleep with the bedroom door locked while he voluntarily sleeps on the couch. Next day, it’s time to fly home. I send him his ticket like he asked and he leaves early in the morning although our flight doesn’t take off until the afternoon. He texts me and tells me to change my seat so we aren’t sitting together, I refuse because I paid and I tell him to change his instead. He obliged. At the airport we’re at the same gate but he’s acting like we’ve never met before. Like he wasn’t the same man just 2 days before asking me to marry him and have his babies… when we landed I was ignored again besides him getting in my face at baggage claim aggressively asking if I’m going straight home so he can retrieve his things he left. I tell him I am and I leave. 20 minutes after I arrive home he knocks and I bring down all his things, not allowing him to come inside. He leaves and we don’t speak. Yesterday I sent him a paragraph of how I felt about everything. No response. Last night I call him via FaceTime audio but I’m met with yelling because I disconnected his phone earlier that day since he said he wants nothing to do with me (it’s on my account), also during which he yelled “find a dad for your daughter” and “I don’t wanna be with you anymore”. He also had girls texting me and calling me about cutting his phone back on that day.
Now I really want to forget this entire relationship and him. Of course I’m a little hurt by everything that happened and I just don’t know what set him off like this. I don’t want to reach out or reconcile because I don’t like the toxic mess. What should I do? Any advice?
2023.04.01 20:11 Scottish-Londoner 7 hour overnight flight, what meals can I expect?
I’m flying out of LHR Terminal 5 in a few weeks. It’s a 7 hour flight departing at 22.25 and landing at 08.30 local time (BST + 3)
Will we still be given dinner even though the departure is very late or should I fill up on food at the airport? Should I also expect to have breakfast before we land?
Can anyone who’s flown similar overnight flights before give examples of what kind of meals are served?
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Will we still be given dinner even though the departure is very late or should I fill up on food at the airport? Should I also expect to have breakfast before we land?
Can anyone who’s flown similar overnight flights before give examples of what kind of meals are served?
2023.04.01 20:09 MikeJesus I work in a nursing home. I fear the first Friday of every month.
It caught my eye the moment I got behind the desk. The pamphlet was lightly wedged between a potted plant and a filing cabinet, no doubt having slipped someone’s hand and mind as papers were being shuffled around the nursing home. The pamphlet must’ve been casually dropped recently, yet it looked ancient. Its paper was yellowing and worn and the pages were ever so gently sticking together. Even its font, regal and as far from modern as one might go, seemed to come from a different time.
FLY WITH MORANA AIR TO PLACES YOU HAVE SEEN BUT FORGOTTEN!
Most of the adverts that would make their way through the nursing home would have large lettering to complement our clientele’s eyesight. The titles of the Morana Air flier were just as big as any other, yet the actual text of the ad was so miniscule even my healthy eyes couldn’t read it.
FLOAT! — the first page commanded. Beneath the title there was a scrawl of ant-sized literature and beneath the text there was a picture of an old bearded man. He was inside of a dark empty airplane and had a look of utter shock stamped on his face. He was floating.
GO FAR AWAY! — the next page ordered, accompanied with a photograph of a massive black airplane flying over a majestic cover of clouds. The photograph was composed like any other airline advert, but there was something wrong with that plane. Its wings were far too short to accommodate its long, raised hull. The plane didn’t look like it should be capable of flight.
TOUCH LOVED ONES! — the third page read. Beneath the title sat an image I could not decipher. I do not know whether it was a photograph or a drawing or some sort of collage. The image was dark, and within that darkness there were hands and wild faces caught in the midst of some religious rapture.
There were no images on the back of the flier. The space had been completely taken up by Morana Air’s supposed motto:
NEVER WEEP ALONE — FLY MORANA AIR!
I was new in the nursing home. It was my first shift without supervision. The flier seemed odd, sure, but there were plenty of other odd things in the Wolf Pines Assisted Living Facility for me to contend with. When I found the flier I simply tucked it away into one of the filing cabinets and pushed its queer offers far from my mind.
The holiday season was busy. Families would come to visit their relatives and the residents themselves would travel out of the facility to celebrate their Christmases. The paperwork associated with the visits, along with the occasional lonely resident who tried sneaking out with the crowds kept me occupied, yet a couple days after the new year I found myself thinking about Morana Air once more.
It was a stormy January night. I had done a couple night shifts before and learned to enjoy the calmness that they provided. By the time I clocked in, visitation hours were long over and no one ever called the nursing home past sundown. I grabbed myself a book and prepared to enjoy an evening of rainy solitude.
It didn’t occur to me for a while, and it certainly didn’t occur to me then, but that night was the first Friday of the month.
A couple minutes before midnight an orderly came in with a resident. Apparently, Mr. so-and-so had a taxi picking him up to take him to the airport. When I asked the resident where he was flying to, he stared back on in silence. When I asked the orderly, he simply shrugged.
No matter how hard I tried, the old man was impenetrable to my attempts at conversation. He would occasionally grunt to show that he had heard my questions, but he wouldn’t return a single word or look me directly in the eye. When I finally gave up and returned to my book, I found myself rereading the same paragraph over and over, unable to concentrate on the text.
That’s when the thought hit me — Morana Air.
I reached into the cabinet and found the flier exactly where I had left it a couple weeks prior. I grabbed it and took it to the resident, close enough that he could read the massive lettering on the front. The moment I showed the old man the flier, his cloudy eyes grew wide with shock. With a quickness I did not think he was capable of; he snatched the flier from my hands and shoved it in his coat.
The old man’s sudden burst of shock produced even more questions from me. Among other things, I wanted to know why he had snatched the flier away from me. With the first barrage of questions the old man still wouldn’t meet my eyes, yet when it became clear I wasn’t going to leave without answers he finally looked up.
“They don’t like it when you ask questions,” he said, in a voice balancing between a whisper and a wheeze. Then, he shifted his eyes to the floor from which they did not rise.
The old man’s words troubled me. After a couple more futile attempts at talking to him, I made my way back to the desk and called to make sure he was, indeed, meant to get on some midnight taxi. The orderly who had brought him picked up the phone and assured me that Mr. so-and-so’s paperwork was all in order and that his caretakers and family had signed off on the trip. If I wanted more information, the orderly said, I should get it out of the old man myself.
The phone call couldn’t have taken more than a minute or two but it was, to put it lightly, frustrating. The orderly had zero interest in the resident’s mental state and wasn’t the least bit concerned with the old man’s strange behavior. Seeing that sort of attitude from someone who is meant to take care of vulnerable people made me angry and through that anger I lost focus. Again, it couldn’t have been more than a minute or two, and I doubt I was distracted enough to not notice the squeaky sliding door open or close — but when the orderly finally hung up on me, I found the old man gone.
The storm outside had picked up to a tropical degree, but in my panic I ran out into the frigid rain. Off by the gates of the nursing home I could see taillights turning off onto the main road.
The man had caught his taxi. His destination was a complete mystery to me and the idea of dropping off a senile man at the airport filled me with disgust, but both his caretakers and his family had signed off on the trip. I tried to content myself with the idea that I was simply doing my job and returned to my book. I tried hard to focus, but I kept reading the same three pages over and over again.
The Wolf Pines Assisted Living Facility had a staff room, but it was sparsely populated. People were always working and, when they had breaks, they would either smoke in front of the gates or, if they had a car, ride back home for lunch. From the few colleagues that I did find a moment to chat with, none were interested in my questions about Morana Air or the strange midnight taxi ride. Apparently, Morana was a charity that offered free senior trips to residents. That’s all my colleagues knew and cared to know.
The food served at the Wolf Pines cafeteria is better suited for the pallet of people half a century older than me, but the tables face a beautiful garden. Whenever I was working day shifts I’d pack a lunch and eat in the cafeteria. My breaks were pretty late, so the tables were mostly empty. Every once in a while though, some of the residents would join me and chat. They were considerably nicer than the employees and I really started to look forward to my lunch breaks.
When I asked the residents about Morana Air, however, they had no answers. A lady of about 90 said that one of her friends went on a Morana Air trip a couple weeks back. When I tried to find out where the trip went or whether her friend had talked about it, her memory was far too faded. She didn’t recall if her friend ever spoke of the trip. She couldn’t recall whether her friend had returned at all.
I had so many questions about Morana Air, yet as the weeks dragged on they lost their urgency. I had worked plenty of night-shifts since that January storm, yet nothing of interest happened. No one entered the building, no one left and the phone only rang once and that was purely because someone misdialed the last digit of a pizza parlor.
It was only three months later, at the start of April that the specter of Morana Air entered my life again. Just at around midnight a familiar orderly entered the lobby. He was accompanying a frail old man with a thinning beard. Rolling next to the resident was an oxygen tank. When I told the orderly that the airport might have an issue with the oxygen tank he simply shrugged.
Mr. so-and-so had a taxi coming for him to take him to the airport. His caretakers and his family had approved of the trip. It wasn’t the orderly’s job, or my job for that matter, to poke around the details.
I tried to talk to the old man but it was of no use. No matter how sweet or curious or direct I was, the man wouldn’t answer my questions or meet my eye. When I had finally given up and sat back down at my desk I could hear the faintest whisper from him.
“They don’t like it when you ask questions,” the old man said, and then took a drag from his oxygen mask.
There wasn’t a thunderstorm outside this time, so, when the taxi arrived; I could see it from my desk. Immediately, I got up and offered to help the resident to the car, but the old man shooed me off and then said something about “Them not liking it when anyone helps.”
The man shambled his way to the taxi, pulled his oxygen tank in and then the car drove off into the darkness. The return of the strange airport fare was a reminder of the Morana Air mystery, but it made me no wiser on the subject. I sat behind that desk all night long trying to make sense of what I had seen. By the time the sun rose I was no wiser on where Morana Air was taking the residents of Wolf Pines, but I had noticed a pattern.
Twice, they had come on the first Friday of the month.
I wasn’t scheduled for the May 5th night shift, but I made some uneven trades with the smokers outside the gates. When the first Friday of the month came again I was back behind that desk. My book stayed shut the whole night.
The orderly wasn’t of much help, but I didn’t expect him to be. The woman, likewise, wasn’t helpful in illuminating the mystery of Morana Air. When I started asking questions about where the taxi was going she averted her eyes and focused on fidgeting with her ring. I had some hope for getting information out of the traveling resident, but that was not the crux of my plan.
I was going to talk to the taxi driver. I was going to find out what happened with our residents when they reached the airport.
Outside, the night was calm and still. As if the driver knew I was waiting, the taxi didn’t come for a long time. When I registered the faintest bit of light in the driveway, however, I was on my feet and ready to ask questions.
When I approached the door the old lady blocked my path. She, much like the other midnight-riders, said that they did not like folks asking questions or going with company. When I demanded the old lady explain who they were she did not provide any answers. Instead, she slipped off her ring and offered it to me as payment.
I wasn’t someone to be bribed. I was looking out for her. All I wanted to do was talk to the taxi driver to make sure the old woman would be safe.
She offered the ring to me in scared whispers, yet when I declined her bribe the old woman’s demeanor completely changed. She turned aggressive. With shouts and swipes of her nails she demanded I let her through the front door to her taxi. The woman was frail and she posed no danger to me, yet her shouts had alerted a trio of orderlies who entered the lobby to investigate.
Her family and caretakers had signed off on the trip, they said. I was in no position to stop her or interview the taxi driver, they said.
By the time I got home I received a mass e-mail from Wolf Pines management. The e-mail did not name me directly, but it concerned the practice of exchanging shifts without notifying management. Exchanging shifts, according to the e-mail, was strictly forbidden and bordered on fraud. Anyone found partaking in this swindling of the company would be punished.
By the time I woke up I had a second e-mail waiting for me in my inbox. The e-mail, once again, came from Wolf Pines management but this time I was its only recipient. I was not just chastised for ‘manipulating one of my coworkers into exchanging shifts’ but also for ‘getting into a yelling match with one of the residents’ and ‘disparaging a charity that worked with the nursing home.’
Apparently, Morana Air graciously offered residents of Wolf Pines free trips to exotic destinations. That was all I needed to know. Any further questions weren’t welcome.
When I made my way to the afternoon shift my spirits were low. Getting chewed out in the two e-mails didn’t feel good, but more importantly I didn’t manage to confront the taxi driver and my chances at being able to do so again seemed nil.
Not long after I settled at my desk though, a familiar cab pulled into the driveway.
The taxi driver was a big burly guy but he spoke in a near whisper. Nervously, he asked me if I knew anything about the residents that leave the nursing home every first Friday of the month. I was beyond relieved to be talking to the man, but my response seemed to have scared him. When I asked where the customers went and whether they spoke about their journey in the car, he simply shook his head.
He said he just dropped them off at the airport, as he was instructed to do by dispatch. That was all he knew. Nothing weird happened on the rides.
I tried asking more questions, but the driver had suddenly become uninterested in talking to me. By the time I even said the words Morana Air he was already out the door.
For a brief moment I thought I could find answers, but then I was plunged back into darkness. The taxi driver’s reaction made me certain that there was something off about the midnight trips. The moment he saw that I also had questions about all the strange airport rides, he backed out. He had questions too, but he knew a lot more than he was letting on.
Halfway through my shift I got another visit. My boss dropped by my desk to repeat the fine points of the two e-mails I had received from management. Her tone was a lot nicer than the text, but within her friendly attitude and empathetic voice there was a clear message:
I wasn’t meant to ask more questions about Morana Air. They were a trusted partner of Wolf Pines and implying that their trips were somehow unsafe was not appropriate under any circumstances. If I was to keep my job, I was to stop asking questions.
Without much of a choice, I told my boss that my curiosity about Morana Air had been satisfied. I knew that I could no longer ask any of my coworkers, but for a couple of days I kept some hope alive for the taxi driver coming back. From the look on his face, I could tell that he knew that something was wrong with the midnight trips.
From the look on his face, I could tell that he felt guilty.
Yet the taxi driver never came back. As the weeks went on Morana Air went from being a mystery that consumed every waking moment of my internal monologue to an eerie curiosity that I would occasionally think about shortly before I fell asleep. I still didn’t know where the elderly residents of Wolf Pines were taken every first Friday of the month, but what I did know was that I couldn’t lose my job.
After the initial mystery of the midnight trips, my life in Wolf Pines attained a calming regularity. There was the occasional escape attempt for me to calmly prevent and every other week I’d get at least one mind-boggling phone call from an overbearing relative, but aside from that work was just as tranquil as it could be. I managed to make a big dent in my reading list with the night shifts and, on the busier day shifts, I always had my lunch breaks to look forward to.
Many of the friendships I had made in the cafeteria were tragically short, but such is the nature of friendships in nursing homes. Throughout the months I said goodbye to a lot of the old folks who would sit with me during lunch, but one stayed a constant — Gabriella.
Gabriella was a stout woman in her early 90s. Aside from the wrinkles on her face and the difficulty she had sitting down or getting up from her chair, you couldn’t tell though. Gabriella’s mind was sharper than most healthy adults I know and her sense of humor had the cut of a professional. She had spent most of her life teaching and had an endless supply of stories from all the corners of the country where she had taught. Whenever I went for lunch she’d be sitting by my usual spot, waiting for me. My chats with Gabriella quickly became the highlight of my work day.
I had mentioned Morana Air to her, once. The cafeteria workers seemed completely uninterested in anything past the lunch queue and there were no other members of staff in the room, yet I still found myself speaking about Morana in a whisper.
I was actually relieved when Gabriella said she had never heard of them. By then, the questions of the midnight rides were starting to slip from my mind. Gabriella not being familiar with Morana Air calmed me. I presumed there still was a taxi arriving at Wolf Pines every first Friday of the month to pick up our residents, yet without being involved myself the concept was abstract enough to forget about.
I had accepted that some mysteries were better left unexplored. I almost forgot about Morana Air all together, but last week I was given a horrid reminder.
It was a day like any other. I got off for my lunch break around three and Gabriella was already sitting at our usual table waiting for me with her tray of easily chewable food. Something about her was different though. That usual sharpness of mind that reflected in her eyes had dulled, or, more accurately, was flickering away. When I sat down she spoke no differently than she usually did, but every couple of sentences her eyes would glaze over and her articulation descended into the realm of a child.
At first, I simply thought that something was wrong with her in a medical sense. It was tragic, yes, but the woman was not too far from being a century old. I thought I was simply watching someone’s years catch up with them, but then, about halfway through my sandwich, Gabriella took out a familiar piece of paper.
FLY WITH MORANA AIR TO PLACES YOU HAVE SEEN BUT FORGOTTEN!
She said a handsome young man in a suit had come to her room last night and told her all about Morana Air. She would go on a trip far, far away and meet everyone she had missed for so long. She would fly high up in the sky and float and laugh and feel young once more. She would fly with Morana Air and, best of all, the trip was completely free.
When she spoke about the trip her voice lost all trace of the Gabriela I knew. Even though she was 90, when Gabriela spoke about Morana Air she took on the voice and look of a barely cognizant child.
I tried asking questions. I tried asking about who the handsome young man was or where she was flying to or why she would trust a mysterious travel company that she had never heard about before. To my questions, Gabriella simply shook her head:
“They don’t like it when you ask questions,” she said.
I had heard those words enough to not have any faith in getting past them. Instead of asking more questions, I asked Gabriella if I could borrow the pamphlet and give it back to her the following day. For a moment her eyes attained that same sharpness I was accustomed to. She gave me the pamphlet and then, with complete lucidity, asked me how my day was going.
I told her I had a meeting with the boss coming up and had to cut our lunch short.
Gabriella said she was looking forward to seeing me the next day.
I never saw her again.
I didn’t lie about the meeting. My boss wasn’t expecting me, but I did meet her. Pamphlet in hand and with fifteen minutes left on my lunch break, I went to her office and repeated my qualms about Morana Air. She was surprised to see me unearth the forbidden topic months after I was told to drop it, but when I showed her the pamphlet, when I told her about the “handsome young man” that came into the rooms of one of the residents last night — my superior’s demeanor changed. Holding the pamphlet by the tips of her fingers as if it was covered with filth, she started to ask questions.
For the first time since I started working at Wolf Pines, I saw my boss become visibly concerned. She spoke slowly, calculating each word. She wanted me to tell her, in detail, about all of the midnight shifts I had worked where residents left for Morana Air flights. She asked about the taxi driver and the woman who tried to give me the ring and then, when I had answered all of her questions and posed some of my own — she fired me.
My termination had nothing to do with Morana Air. I had left the reception desk unattended for over ten minutes. That was unacceptable. When I tried to argue the decision she summoned a familiar orderly that showed me the door.
I’ve checked before — I’ve checked many, many times before — but there’s still no trace of Morana Air online. They have no website, they have no way to book flights and there isn’t a trace of evidence of them ever having any charity programs for senior citizens.
I’ve been warned that if I tried to go to Wolf Pines Assisted Living Facility under any circumstances, the authorities would be contacted and charges would be pressed. The last thing I want to do is end up in cuffs, but as I watch the days count down to the start of the month I can’t help but to wonder what will happen to Gabriella.
I can’t help but wonder where the midnight taxi will take her.
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FLY WITH MORANA AIR TO PLACES YOU HAVE SEEN BUT FORGOTTEN!
Most of the adverts that would make their way through the nursing home would have large lettering to complement our clientele’s eyesight. The titles of the Morana Air flier were just as big as any other, yet the actual text of the ad was so miniscule even my healthy eyes couldn’t read it.
FLOAT! — the first page commanded. Beneath the title there was a scrawl of ant-sized literature and beneath the text there was a picture of an old bearded man. He was inside of a dark empty airplane and had a look of utter shock stamped on his face. He was floating.
GO FAR AWAY! — the next page ordered, accompanied with a photograph of a massive black airplane flying over a majestic cover of clouds. The photograph was composed like any other airline advert, but there was something wrong with that plane. Its wings were far too short to accommodate its long, raised hull. The plane didn’t look like it should be capable of flight.
TOUCH LOVED ONES! — the third page read. Beneath the title sat an image I could not decipher. I do not know whether it was a photograph or a drawing or some sort of collage. The image was dark, and within that darkness there were hands and wild faces caught in the midst of some religious rapture.
There were no images on the back of the flier. The space had been completely taken up by Morana Air’s supposed motto:
NEVER WEEP ALONE — FLY MORANA AIR!
I was new in the nursing home. It was my first shift without supervision. The flier seemed odd, sure, but there were plenty of other odd things in the Wolf Pines Assisted Living Facility for me to contend with. When I found the flier I simply tucked it away into one of the filing cabinets and pushed its queer offers far from my mind.
The holiday season was busy. Families would come to visit their relatives and the residents themselves would travel out of the facility to celebrate their Christmases. The paperwork associated with the visits, along with the occasional lonely resident who tried sneaking out with the crowds kept me occupied, yet a couple days after the new year I found myself thinking about Morana Air once more.
It was a stormy January night. I had done a couple night shifts before and learned to enjoy the calmness that they provided. By the time I clocked in, visitation hours were long over and no one ever called the nursing home past sundown. I grabbed myself a book and prepared to enjoy an evening of rainy solitude.
It didn’t occur to me for a while, and it certainly didn’t occur to me then, but that night was the first Friday of the month.
A couple minutes before midnight an orderly came in with a resident. Apparently, Mr. so-and-so had a taxi picking him up to take him to the airport. When I asked the resident where he was flying to, he stared back on in silence. When I asked the orderly, he simply shrugged.
No matter how hard I tried, the old man was impenetrable to my attempts at conversation. He would occasionally grunt to show that he had heard my questions, but he wouldn’t return a single word or look me directly in the eye. When I finally gave up and returned to my book, I found myself rereading the same paragraph over and over, unable to concentrate on the text.
That’s when the thought hit me — Morana Air.
I reached into the cabinet and found the flier exactly where I had left it a couple weeks prior. I grabbed it and took it to the resident, close enough that he could read the massive lettering on the front. The moment I showed the old man the flier, his cloudy eyes grew wide with shock. With a quickness I did not think he was capable of; he snatched the flier from my hands and shoved it in his coat.
The old man’s sudden burst of shock produced even more questions from me. Among other things, I wanted to know why he had snatched the flier away from me. With the first barrage of questions the old man still wouldn’t meet my eyes, yet when it became clear I wasn’t going to leave without answers he finally looked up.
“They don’t like it when you ask questions,” he said, in a voice balancing between a whisper and a wheeze. Then, he shifted his eyes to the floor from which they did not rise.
The old man’s words troubled me. After a couple more futile attempts at talking to him, I made my way back to the desk and called to make sure he was, indeed, meant to get on some midnight taxi. The orderly who had brought him picked up the phone and assured me that Mr. so-and-so’s paperwork was all in order and that his caretakers and family had signed off on the trip. If I wanted more information, the orderly said, I should get it out of the old man myself.
The phone call couldn’t have taken more than a minute or two but it was, to put it lightly, frustrating. The orderly had zero interest in the resident’s mental state and wasn’t the least bit concerned with the old man’s strange behavior. Seeing that sort of attitude from someone who is meant to take care of vulnerable people made me angry and through that anger I lost focus. Again, it couldn’t have been more than a minute or two, and I doubt I was distracted enough to not notice the squeaky sliding door open or close — but when the orderly finally hung up on me, I found the old man gone.
The storm outside had picked up to a tropical degree, but in my panic I ran out into the frigid rain. Off by the gates of the nursing home I could see taillights turning off onto the main road.
The man had caught his taxi. His destination was a complete mystery to me and the idea of dropping off a senile man at the airport filled me with disgust, but both his caretakers and his family had signed off on the trip. I tried to content myself with the idea that I was simply doing my job and returned to my book. I tried hard to focus, but I kept reading the same three pages over and over again.
The Wolf Pines Assisted Living Facility had a staff room, but it was sparsely populated. People were always working and, when they had breaks, they would either smoke in front of the gates or, if they had a car, ride back home for lunch. From the few colleagues that I did find a moment to chat with, none were interested in my questions about Morana Air or the strange midnight taxi ride. Apparently, Morana was a charity that offered free senior trips to residents. That’s all my colleagues knew and cared to know.
The food served at the Wolf Pines cafeteria is better suited for the pallet of people half a century older than me, but the tables face a beautiful garden. Whenever I was working day shifts I’d pack a lunch and eat in the cafeteria. My breaks were pretty late, so the tables were mostly empty. Every once in a while though, some of the residents would join me and chat. They were considerably nicer than the employees and I really started to look forward to my lunch breaks.
When I asked the residents about Morana Air, however, they had no answers. A lady of about 90 said that one of her friends went on a Morana Air trip a couple weeks back. When I tried to find out where the trip went or whether her friend had talked about it, her memory was far too faded. She didn’t recall if her friend ever spoke of the trip. She couldn’t recall whether her friend had returned at all.
I had so many questions about Morana Air, yet as the weeks dragged on they lost their urgency. I had worked plenty of night-shifts since that January storm, yet nothing of interest happened. No one entered the building, no one left and the phone only rang once and that was purely because someone misdialed the last digit of a pizza parlor.
It was only three months later, at the start of April that the specter of Morana Air entered my life again. Just at around midnight a familiar orderly entered the lobby. He was accompanying a frail old man with a thinning beard. Rolling next to the resident was an oxygen tank. When I told the orderly that the airport might have an issue with the oxygen tank he simply shrugged.
Mr. so-and-so had a taxi coming for him to take him to the airport. His caretakers and his family had approved of the trip. It wasn’t the orderly’s job, or my job for that matter, to poke around the details.
I tried to talk to the old man but it was of no use. No matter how sweet or curious or direct I was, the man wouldn’t answer my questions or meet my eye. When I had finally given up and sat back down at my desk I could hear the faintest whisper from him.
“They don’t like it when you ask questions,” the old man said, and then took a drag from his oxygen mask.
There wasn’t a thunderstorm outside this time, so, when the taxi arrived; I could see it from my desk. Immediately, I got up and offered to help the resident to the car, but the old man shooed me off and then said something about “Them not liking it when anyone helps.”
The man shambled his way to the taxi, pulled his oxygen tank in and then the car drove off into the darkness. The return of the strange airport fare was a reminder of the Morana Air mystery, but it made me no wiser on the subject. I sat behind that desk all night long trying to make sense of what I had seen. By the time the sun rose I was no wiser on where Morana Air was taking the residents of Wolf Pines, but I had noticed a pattern.
Twice, they had come on the first Friday of the month.
I wasn’t scheduled for the May 5th night shift, but I made some uneven trades with the smokers outside the gates. When the first Friday of the month came again I was back behind that desk. My book stayed shut the whole night.
The orderly wasn’t of much help, but I didn’t expect him to be. The woman, likewise, wasn’t helpful in illuminating the mystery of Morana Air. When I started asking questions about where the taxi was going she averted her eyes and focused on fidgeting with her ring. I had some hope for getting information out of the traveling resident, but that was not the crux of my plan.
I was going to talk to the taxi driver. I was going to find out what happened with our residents when they reached the airport.
Outside, the night was calm and still. As if the driver knew I was waiting, the taxi didn’t come for a long time. When I registered the faintest bit of light in the driveway, however, I was on my feet and ready to ask questions.
When I approached the door the old lady blocked my path. She, much like the other midnight-riders, said that they did not like folks asking questions or going with company. When I demanded the old lady explain who they were she did not provide any answers. Instead, she slipped off her ring and offered it to me as payment.
I wasn’t someone to be bribed. I was looking out for her. All I wanted to do was talk to the taxi driver to make sure the old woman would be safe.
She offered the ring to me in scared whispers, yet when I declined her bribe the old woman’s demeanor completely changed. She turned aggressive. With shouts and swipes of her nails she demanded I let her through the front door to her taxi. The woman was frail and she posed no danger to me, yet her shouts had alerted a trio of orderlies who entered the lobby to investigate.
Her family and caretakers had signed off on the trip, they said. I was in no position to stop her or interview the taxi driver, they said.
By the time I got home I received a mass e-mail from Wolf Pines management. The e-mail did not name me directly, but it concerned the practice of exchanging shifts without notifying management. Exchanging shifts, according to the e-mail, was strictly forbidden and bordered on fraud. Anyone found partaking in this swindling of the company would be punished.
By the time I woke up I had a second e-mail waiting for me in my inbox. The e-mail, once again, came from Wolf Pines management but this time I was its only recipient. I was not just chastised for ‘manipulating one of my coworkers into exchanging shifts’ but also for ‘getting into a yelling match with one of the residents’ and ‘disparaging a charity that worked with the nursing home.’
Apparently, Morana Air graciously offered residents of Wolf Pines free trips to exotic destinations. That was all I needed to know. Any further questions weren’t welcome.
When I made my way to the afternoon shift my spirits were low. Getting chewed out in the two e-mails didn’t feel good, but more importantly I didn’t manage to confront the taxi driver and my chances at being able to do so again seemed nil.
Not long after I settled at my desk though, a familiar cab pulled into the driveway.
The taxi driver was a big burly guy but he spoke in a near whisper. Nervously, he asked me if I knew anything about the residents that leave the nursing home every first Friday of the month. I was beyond relieved to be talking to the man, but my response seemed to have scared him. When I asked where the customers went and whether they spoke about their journey in the car, he simply shook his head.
He said he just dropped them off at the airport, as he was instructed to do by dispatch. That was all he knew. Nothing weird happened on the rides.
I tried asking more questions, but the driver had suddenly become uninterested in talking to me. By the time I even said the words Morana Air he was already out the door.
For a brief moment I thought I could find answers, but then I was plunged back into darkness. The taxi driver’s reaction made me certain that there was something off about the midnight trips. The moment he saw that I also had questions about all the strange airport rides, he backed out. He had questions too, but he knew a lot more than he was letting on.
Halfway through my shift I got another visit. My boss dropped by my desk to repeat the fine points of the two e-mails I had received from management. Her tone was a lot nicer than the text, but within her friendly attitude and empathetic voice there was a clear message:
I wasn’t meant to ask more questions about Morana Air. They were a trusted partner of Wolf Pines and implying that their trips were somehow unsafe was not appropriate under any circumstances. If I was to keep my job, I was to stop asking questions.
Without much of a choice, I told my boss that my curiosity about Morana Air had been satisfied. I knew that I could no longer ask any of my coworkers, but for a couple of days I kept some hope alive for the taxi driver coming back. From the look on his face, I could tell that he knew that something was wrong with the midnight trips.
From the look on his face, I could tell that he felt guilty.
Yet the taxi driver never came back. As the weeks went on Morana Air went from being a mystery that consumed every waking moment of my internal monologue to an eerie curiosity that I would occasionally think about shortly before I fell asleep. I still didn’t know where the elderly residents of Wolf Pines were taken every first Friday of the month, but what I did know was that I couldn’t lose my job.
After the initial mystery of the midnight trips, my life in Wolf Pines attained a calming regularity. There was the occasional escape attempt for me to calmly prevent and every other week I’d get at least one mind-boggling phone call from an overbearing relative, but aside from that work was just as tranquil as it could be. I managed to make a big dent in my reading list with the night shifts and, on the busier day shifts, I always had my lunch breaks to look forward to.
Many of the friendships I had made in the cafeteria were tragically short, but such is the nature of friendships in nursing homes. Throughout the months I said goodbye to a lot of the old folks who would sit with me during lunch, but one stayed a constant — Gabriella.
Gabriella was a stout woman in her early 90s. Aside from the wrinkles on her face and the difficulty she had sitting down or getting up from her chair, you couldn’t tell though. Gabriella’s mind was sharper than most healthy adults I know and her sense of humor had the cut of a professional. She had spent most of her life teaching and had an endless supply of stories from all the corners of the country where she had taught. Whenever I went for lunch she’d be sitting by my usual spot, waiting for me. My chats with Gabriella quickly became the highlight of my work day.
I had mentioned Morana Air to her, once. The cafeteria workers seemed completely uninterested in anything past the lunch queue and there were no other members of staff in the room, yet I still found myself speaking about Morana in a whisper.
I was actually relieved when Gabriella said she had never heard of them. By then, the questions of the midnight rides were starting to slip from my mind. Gabriella not being familiar with Morana Air calmed me. I presumed there still was a taxi arriving at Wolf Pines every first Friday of the month to pick up our residents, yet without being involved myself the concept was abstract enough to forget about.
I had accepted that some mysteries were better left unexplored. I almost forgot about Morana Air all together, but last week I was given a horrid reminder.
It was a day like any other. I got off for my lunch break around three and Gabriella was already sitting at our usual table waiting for me with her tray of easily chewable food. Something about her was different though. That usual sharpness of mind that reflected in her eyes had dulled, or, more accurately, was flickering away. When I sat down she spoke no differently than she usually did, but every couple of sentences her eyes would glaze over and her articulation descended into the realm of a child.
At first, I simply thought that something was wrong with her in a medical sense. It was tragic, yes, but the woman was not too far from being a century old. I thought I was simply watching someone’s years catch up with them, but then, about halfway through my sandwich, Gabriella took out a familiar piece of paper.
FLY WITH MORANA AIR TO PLACES YOU HAVE SEEN BUT FORGOTTEN!
She said a handsome young man in a suit had come to her room last night and told her all about Morana Air. She would go on a trip far, far away and meet everyone she had missed for so long. She would fly high up in the sky and float and laugh and feel young once more. She would fly with Morana Air and, best of all, the trip was completely free.
When she spoke about the trip her voice lost all trace of the Gabriela I knew. Even though she was 90, when Gabriela spoke about Morana Air she took on the voice and look of a barely cognizant child.
I tried asking questions. I tried asking about who the handsome young man was or where she was flying to or why she would trust a mysterious travel company that she had never heard about before. To my questions, Gabriella simply shook her head:
“They don’t like it when you ask questions,” she said.
I had heard those words enough to not have any faith in getting past them. Instead of asking more questions, I asked Gabriella if I could borrow the pamphlet and give it back to her the following day. For a moment her eyes attained that same sharpness I was accustomed to. She gave me the pamphlet and then, with complete lucidity, asked me how my day was going.
I told her I had a meeting with the boss coming up and had to cut our lunch short.
Gabriella said she was looking forward to seeing me the next day.
I never saw her again.
I didn’t lie about the meeting. My boss wasn’t expecting me, but I did meet her. Pamphlet in hand and with fifteen minutes left on my lunch break, I went to her office and repeated my qualms about Morana Air. She was surprised to see me unearth the forbidden topic months after I was told to drop it, but when I showed her the pamphlet, when I told her about the “handsome young man” that came into the rooms of one of the residents last night — my superior’s demeanor changed. Holding the pamphlet by the tips of her fingers as if it was covered with filth, she started to ask questions.
For the first time since I started working at Wolf Pines, I saw my boss become visibly concerned. She spoke slowly, calculating each word. She wanted me to tell her, in detail, about all of the midnight shifts I had worked where residents left for Morana Air flights. She asked about the taxi driver and the woman who tried to give me the ring and then, when I had answered all of her questions and posed some of my own — she fired me.
My termination had nothing to do with Morana Air. I had left the reception desk unattended for over ten minutes. That was unacceptable. When I tried to argue the decision she summoned a familiar orderly that showed me the door.
I’ve checked before — I’ve checked many, many times before — but there’s still no trace of Morana Air online. They have no website, they have no way to book flights and there isn’t a trace of evidence of them ever having any charity programs for senior citizens.
I’ve been warned that if I tried to go to Wolf Pines Assisted Living Facility under any circumstances, the authorities would be contacted and charges would be pressed. The last thing I want to do is end up in cuffs, but as I watch the days count down to the start of the month I can’t help but to wonder what will happen to Gabriella.
I can’t help but wonder where the midnight taxi will take her.
2023.04.01 19:45 tree32432156 25M California 05/05-19/05
Hi, used ChatGPT for a plan but upon redditor feedback i have revised it. It is now as follows:
5-May-2023 -- Fly to LA and hire a car.
6-May-2023 -- Get sim card, sleeping bag. Chill, beaches and food
7-May-2023 -- LA Museums and BHills
8-May-2023 -- Drive to Yosemite (stop by Mammoth Mountain)
9-May-2023 -- Yosemite
10-May-2023 -- Yosemite
11-May-2023 -- Yosemite
12-May-2023 -- Lake Tahoe
13-May-2023 -- Sacramento?
14-May-2023 -- Napa?
15-May-2023 -- SF airport to leave car and BART back
16-May-2023 -- SF (Alcatraz, Golden Gate, North Beach, Lands End)
17-May-2023 -- SF (Fisherman's Wharf, bike Golden Gate Bridge, ride cable car)
18-May-2023 -- SF (Chill, thrift and souvenirs if need)
19-May-2023 -- Fly back
I want to explore a bit of the cities but also see some of the National Parks and do a bit hiking.
I'm trying to do it quite frugally. Will try not to eat out too much and probably won't smoke.
Planning on packing quite summery for the city and some sturdier shoes, pants and jumpers/hoodies for the national park.
Looking for someone to share the experience with have, have a natter and split the car rental lol
Many thanks.
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5-May-2023 -- Fly to LA and hire a car.
6-May-2023 -- Get sim card, sleeping bag. Chill, beaches and food
7-May-2023 -- LA Museums and BHills
8-May-2023 -- Drive to Yosemite (stop by Mammoth Mountain)
9-May-2023 -- Yosemite
10-May-2023 -- Yosemite
11-May-2023 -- Yosemite
12-May-2023 -- Lake Tahoe
13-May-2023 -- Sacramento?
14-May-2023 -- Napa?
15-May-2023 -- SF airport to leave car and BART back
16-May-2023 -- SF (Alcatraz, Golden Gate, North Beach, Lands End)
17-May-2023 -- SF (Fisherman's Wharf, bike Golden Gate Bridge, ride cable car)
18-May-2023 -- SF (Chill, thrift and souvenirs if need)
19-May-2023 -- Fly back
I want to explore a bit of the cities but also see some of the National Parks and do a bit hiking.
I'm trying to do it quite frugally. Will try not to eat out too much and probably won't smoke.
Planning on packing quite summery for the city and some sturdier shoes, pants and jumpers/hoodies for the national park.
Looking for someone to share the experience with have, have a natter and split the car rental lol
Many thanks.
2023.04.01 19:43 tree32432156 25M California 05/05-19/05
Hi, used ChatGPT for a plan but upon redditor feedback i have revised it. It is now as follows:
5-May-2023 -- Fly to LA and hire a car.
6-May-2023 -- Get sim card, sleeping bag. Chill, beaches and food
7-May-2023 -- LA Museums and BHills
8-May-2023 -- Drive to Yosemite (stop by Mammoth Mountain)
9-May-2023 -- Yosemite
10-May-2023 -- Yosemite
11-May-2023 -- Yosemite
12-May-2023 -- Lake Tahoe
13-May-2023 -- Sacramento?
14-May-2023 -- Napa?
15-May-2023 -- SF airport to leave car and BART back
16-May-2023 -- SF (Alcatraz, Golden Gate, North Beach, Lands End)
17-May-2023 -- SF (Fisherman's Wharf, bike Golden Gate Bridge, ride cable car)
18-May-2023 -- SF (Chill, thrift and souvenirs if need)
19-May-2023 -- Fly back
I want to explore a bit of the cities but also see some of the National Parks and do a bit hiking.
I'm trying to do it quite frugally. Will try not to eat out too much and probably won't smoke.
Planning on packing quite summery for the city and some sturdier shoes, pants and jumpers/hoodies for the national park.
Looking for someone to share the experience with have, have a natter and split the car rental lol
Many thanks.
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5-May-2023 -- Fly to LA and hire a car.
6-May-2023 -- Get sim card, sleeping bag. Chill, beaches and food
7-May-2023 -- LA Museums and BHills
8-May-2023 -- Drive to Yosemite (stop by Mammoth Mountain)
9-May-2023 -- Yosemite
10-May-2023 -- Yosemite
11-May-2023 -- Yosemite
12-May-2023 -- Lake Tahoe
13-May-2023 -- Sacramento?
14-May-2023 -- Napa?
15-May-2023 -- SF airport to leave car and BART back
16-May-2023 -- SF (Alcatraz, Golden Gate, North Beach, Lands End)
17-May-2023 -- SF (Fisherman's Wharf, bike Golden Gate Bridge, ride cable car)
18-May-2023 -- SF (Chill, thrift and souvenirs if need)
19-May-2023 -- Fly back
I want to explore a bit of the cities but also see some of the National Parks and do a bit hiking.
I'm trying to do it quite frugally. Will try not to eat out too much and probably won't smoke.
Planning on packing quite summery for the city and some sturdier shoes, pants and jumpers/hoodies for the national park.
Looking for someone to share the experience with have, have a natter and split the car rental lol
Many thanks.
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submitted by rrmdp to jobboardsearch [link] [comments]2023.04.01 17:51 veggiealphabet I am 25 years old, make $115k a year, work as a technical writer, and this week I visited my parents
(Sorry, I'm a day late with this money diary!)
Part 1: Assets and Debt
Retirement Balance: roughly $97,000 (About $73,000 in my 401k and $24,000 in IRAs)
My employer matches up to $2,000 a year for the 401k.
Equity: 0 - renting, but aiming to buy within a couple of years
Savings Account balance: $24,2980 - $17,118 in an HYSA, $7,862 in regular checking
Other savings:
Treasuries: $57,000 in iBonds
Brokerage account: $63,623
HSA: $7,960 (employer contributes half the max contribution each year, I contribute the rest)
No cc debt or student loan debt. I was fortunate to get a full scholarship and living stipend from the college I went to, plus got about $40k unexpectedly from a great-aunt who left it to me in a 529 account for education expenses.
Income
I’ve been working in my field for about two and a half years full time (4 years including part time work). My starting salary at my current job was $65,000, which honestly should have been a red flag (really low for the HCOL area I’m living in and the industry).
Within a year, I got a raise up to 75,000, and last year I got a promotion and a raise to 105,000. Earlier this year, I got a raise to 115,000.
Main job monthly take home
Expenses
Rent (includes all utilities, wifi, etc) - my share is 1,175. B and I split the total rent of 2,350 evenly. We live in the on campus housing, since it is still cheaper than the crazy rents in our area.
No home/renters insurance
Retirement: $500 a month to IRAs
Savings contribution: varies - I sweep everything left after my set contributions into iBonds or HYSA to build for a condo or house purchase in the next couple years
Investment contribution: $75 a month to brokerage account
Gym: I buy a fitness class membership through B’s grad school that works out to about $48 a month. This is reimbursed by my company’s health and wellness benefit.
Phone and car: I’m still on my parent’s phone plan, I use B’s car occasionally but do not have a car or insurance myself.
No subscriptions or other recurring monthly payments.
Day 1
7 AM - Get up and grab a coffee and lemon cake from the Starbucks nearby. The team I'm on has been working crazy hours lately, so it’s on a giftcard from my boss. The team I'm on creates written documentation and instructional videos for monthly software releases. This monthly release is over 200 pages long and the team is not properly resourced for this kind of workload. Grab a muffin and cappuccino for B as well. $0
8 AM - Start the day with an hour and a half long meeting.. cameras on. Work consistently from 8AM to 7:15 PM. Can’t remember what I got for lunch but it was some sort of haphazard smorgasbord that I eat at the computer.
7:15 PM - I finish up for now and make some homemade pasta with B, who made and prepped the dough while I was working that evening. We are getting married this summer and a friend sent the pasta machine as an early wedding gift. It’s our first try at pasta and it turns out surprisingly good! Plus it’s fun.
9 PM - Run to TJs and get wine, ice cream, tangy gummy turtles, mint tea, and a bagged salad. Only the essentials. ($24 charged to a joint checking account that B and I contribute to for common expenses like groceries)
9:30 PM - Hang out with B and he has me listen to the new Lana album. It’s really good! I'm not a huge Lana fan previously but I really liked this album.
11:45 PM - Get ready for bed. I don’t feel tired - I'm wound up and overtired from the park this week. I fall asleep sometime between midnight and one.
Daily total: $12.03
Day 2
7:30 AM - Wake up and read the news in bed for a bit.
8:15 AM - Make a cup of coffee and get back online for a bit. I want to finish up at least one of the videos due this week. It's Saturday but I want to get more done, since I'm taking off two days at the end of the week to visit my parents and ski.
12 PM - I’ve done what I wanted and call it quits for work today. I make some refried pinto beans with my favorite recipe. I make bean and chorizo tacos for me and B , then allow myself to lounge on the sofa and aimlessly scroll for about an hour.
2 PM - I’m shopping for shoes for my wedding. I find two potential pairs on DSW plus some fun cowboy boots. I order a couple sizes of each to try on at home. ($270)
7 PM - B and I head to a nearby city for a night out. We grab some excellent tacos from a taco truck for dinner. ($22 for the two of us, charged to the joint account) We walk to a brewery nearby and get a bear each ($18 for two, again charged to the joint acct).
10 PM - We stop by a pinball bar that’s playing emo hits of the 2000s and have a great time playing pinball and arcade games there ($10 in quarters. I pay for both of us, plus a $3 atm fee). We need to get gas afterwards ($45, charged to the joint acct)
Daily total: $325.50
Day 3
9 AM - I record some more footage and work on videos a bit.
11AM - I vibe on the sofa for a couple hours before heading out for a long run.
3 PM - B’s parents are going to be in town in a couple weeks, and B is planning what to do with them. We line up a couple good restaurants and are looking for an event. B's parents are baseball fans so we buy minor league baseball tickets for the four of us to catch a game when they visit. ($112, charged to joint account)
4 PM - Shower and head to Safeway with B. We pick up contact solution, snacks, and sparkling water ($40, charged to the joint acct)
5 PM - make dinner and hang out. It’s been a long couple of weeks and I’m not making myself do much outside of work. I’m reading White Noise on an ebook from the library. I make some tea and read in bed with B until about 10.
Daily total: $76
Day 4
7 AM - I get up and get ready for the day.
8 AM - Join my first call for the day and stay online until about 6 PM. I'm getting closer to being back to my normal 9-5 hours. During the day, B takes the car for an oil change. We split maintenance for the car ($59, charged to joint acct)
6 PM - Go for a run. I've been training for a trail race. It feels really good to be outside after a day at the computer.
7:30 PM - Get back from my run and eat dinner with B. I love the Trader Joe's chicken ramen. I add tofu and sesame oil.
8:00 PM - Shower and get in bed. The ebook loan from the library runs out so I decide to buy a copy of White Noise. I like buying used books on Thriftbooks, and I have Thriftbooks rewards so this order is really cheap. ($1.49). Fall asleep about 10.
Daily total: $30.99
Day 5
5:45 AM - I get up early. B is getting ready to go to an 8am test that’s a prerequisite for him taking the bar next year.
6 AM - I make myself breakfast, B is already gone. I have a 7am call to get some video footage from a very helpful PM.
7 AM - I do my call, get the video footage, then try to get footage for another video. No dice. the feature is still not working properly in the internal dev environments.
8:30 AM - I head out for a quick run. I do about 3.5 miles, rinse off, and get back online about 9:15.
3:30 PM - I get my bags ready to go for me and B’s flight to visit my parents. They live in the same state as us but it’s an 8+ hour drive. We Uber to the airport ($52 charged to the joint acct). From the Uber, I join a mentorship call for the college I attended for undergrad.
4 PM - Security is a breeze. We get through quickly and I grab a Chipotle-esque bowl. It’s not great but I’m really hungry. ($18). I work on video editing some more.
6:30 PM - Flight takes off after being delayed a bit
8 PM - We land and my parents pick us up. They whisk us to Costco to try and get me a Costco card under false pretenses. No luck. I grab some contact solution since I forgot mine. ($10.78)
Daily total: $55.17
Day 6
7 AM - Another crazy day… I get up and eat breakfast with my parents and B and then start work.
8:30 AM - I hop online shortly before 8:30 for a meeting. My boss lets us know we can drop. I spend the rest of the day creating videos for the release and dealing with various release-related small crises, until a little bit after 8 PM.
3 PM - My mom brings me a slice of cake my dad got on sale at the grocery store and a cup of tea.
8:15 PM - I end for the day and relax with the rest of the family in the living room. My dad made a fire and it’s lightly snowing outside.
Daily total: $0
Day 7
4:45 AM - My family's dog was afraid of the fire last night and so B and I let him sleep in our room. The dog is an early riser - he whines to let me know he needs to go out about 4:45. I let him out and wait for him to do his business. I go back to bed and drowse for about 45 minutes before getting up a little before 6.
6 AM - I take this time to finish up my last two videos and send them for review a little before 8. I'd technically taken this day off but I need to make the deadline for the release.
8 AM - Eat breakfast with the family
10 AM - My boss approves the videos without edits so I upload them, respond to a couple emails, and log out. Now it’s really vacation!
10:30 AM - I get geared up for a snowy run and head out. I run about an hour by the lake and come back to a delicious spread my dad put together.
12:30 PM - B and I decide to go skiing tomorrow. My dad offers us use of his season pass, so only one of us has to buy a ticket. I get online and buy a ski pass for myself and B will use my dad's pass. My employer will reimburse my pass as part of fitness/wellness expenses. ($110 for now)
I spend the rest of the day hanging out with the dog and family. I take the dog for a walk and then just kind of lay on the sofa and drowse/nap. It’s windy and snowing again.
Daily total: $110
Food and drink - $70.03
Fun/entertainment - $180.49 ($70.49 once the ski pass is reimbursed)
Home and health - $10.78
Clothes and beauty - $270
Transport - $78
Other - none
Weekly Total: $609.30 ($499.30 when ski pass is reimbursed)
Reflection
This is a higher spend week than usual - my most unusual purchase is the $270 worth of shoes. I don't like shopping or spending much on clothes (I last bought a pair of new shoes in 2019). I will end up returning some of the shoe order since I bought multiple sizes. The baseball tickets and ski pass are also unusual. The rest of this is in line with my typical spending.
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Part 1: Assets and Debt
Retirement Balance: roughly $97,000 (About $73,000 in my 401k and $24,000 in IRAs)
My employer matches up to $2,000 a year for the 401k.
Equity: 0 - renting, but aiming to buy within a couple of years
Savings Account balance: $24,2980 - $17,118 in an HYSA, $7,862 in regular checking
Other savings:
Treasuries: $57,000 in iBonds
Brokerage account: $63,623
HSA: $7,960 (employer contributes half the max contribution each year, I contribute the rest)
No cc debt or student loan debt. I was fortunate to get a full scholarship and living stipend from the college I went to, plus got about $40k unexpectedly from a great-aunt who left it to me in a 529 account for education expenses.
Income
I’ve been working in my field for about two and a half years full time (4 years including part time work). My starting salary at my current job was $65,000, which honestly should have been a red flag (really low for the HCOL area I’m living in and the industry).
Within a year, I got a raise up to 75,000, and last year I got a promotion and a raise to 105,000. Earlier this year, I got a raise to 115,000.
Main job monthly take home
- 4,396 take home
- 1,874 contribution to max out my 401k
- 172 to my HSA
- 103 monthly for health insurance
- No side gigs or other monthly income
Expenses
Rent (includes all utilities, wifi, etc) - my share is 1,175. B and I split the total rent of 2,350 evenly. We live in the on campus housing, since it is still cheaper than the crazy rents in our area.
No home/renters insurance
Retirement: $500 a month to IRAs
Savings contribution: varies - I sweep everything left after my set contributions into iBonds or HYSA to build for a condo or house purchase in the next couple years
Investment contribution: $75 a month to brokerage account
Gym: I buy a fitness class membership through B’s grad school that works out to about $48 a month. This is reimbursed by my company’s health and wellness benefit.
Phone and car: I’m still on my parent’s phone plan, I use B’s car occasionally but do not have a car or insurance myself.
No subscriptions or other recurring monthly payments.
Day 1
7 AM - Get up and grab a coffee and lemon cake from the Starbucks nearby. The team I'm on has been working crazy hours lately, so it’s on a giftcard from my boss. The team I'm on creates written documentation and instructional videos for monthly software releases. This monthly release is over 200 pages long and the team is not properly resourced for this kind of workload. Grab a muffin and cappuccino for B as well. $0
8 AM - Start the day with an hour and a half long meeting.. cameras on. Work consistently from 8AM to 7:15 PM. Can’t remember what I got for lunch but it was some sort of haphazard smorgasbord that I eat at the computer.
7:15 PM - I finish up for now and make some homemade pasta with B, who made and prepped the dough while I was working that evening. We are getting married this summer and a friend sent the pasta machine as an early wedding gift. It’s our first try at pasta and it turns out surprisingly good! Plus it’s fun.
9 PM - Run to TJs and get wine, ice cream, tangy gummy turtles, mint tea, and a bagged salad. Only the essentials. ($24 charged to a joint checking account that B and I contribute to for common expenses like groceries)
9:30 PM - Hang out with B and he has me listen to the new Lana album. It’s really good! I'm not a huge Lana fan previously but I really liked this album.
11:45 PM - Get ready for bed. I don’t feel tired - I'm wound up and overtired from the park this week. I fall asleep sometime between midnight and one.
Daily total: $12.03
Day 2
7:30 AM - Wake up and read the news in bed for a bit.
8:15 AM - Make a cup of coffee and get back online for a bit. I want to finish up at least one of the videos due this week. It's Saturday but I want to get more done, since I'm taking off two days at the end of the week to visit my parents and ski.
12 PM - I’ve done what I wanted and call it quits for work today. I make some refried pinto beans with my favorite recipe. I make bean and chorizo tacos for me and B , then allow myself to lounge on the sofa and aimlessly scroll for about an hour.
2 PM - I’m shopping for shoes for my wedding. I find two potential pairs on DSW plus some fun cowboy boots. I order a couple sizes of each to try on at home. ($270)
7 PM - B and I head to a nearby city for a night out. We grab some excellent tacos from a taco truck for dinner. ($22 for the two of us, charged to the joint account) We walk to a brewery nearby and get a bear each ($18 for two, again charged to the joint acct).
10 PM - We stop by a pinball bar that’s playing emo hits of the 2000s and have a great time playing pinball and arcade games there ($10 in quarters. I pay for both of us, plus a $3 atm fee). We need to get gas afterwards ($45, charged to the joint acct)
Daily total: $325.50
Day 3
9 AM - I record some more footage and work on videos a bit.
11AM - I vibe on the sofa for a couple hours before heading out for a long run.
3 PM - B’s parents are going to be in town in a couple weeks, and B is planning what to do with them. We line up a couple good restaurants and are looking for an event. B's parents are baseball fans so we buy minor league baseball tickets for the four of us to catch a game when they visit. ($112, charged to joint account)
4 PM - Shower and head to Safeway with B. We pick up contact solution, snacks, and sparkling water ($40, charged to the joint acct)
5 PM - make dinner and hang out. It’s been a long couple of weeks and I’m not making myself do much outside of work. I’m reading White Noise on an ebook from the library. I make some tea and read in bed with B until about 10.
Daily total: $76
Day 4
7 AM - I get up and get ready for the day.
8 AM - Join my first call for the day and stay online until about 6 PM. I'm getting closer to being back to my normal 9-5 hours. During the day, B takes the car for an oil change. We split maintenance for the car ($59, charged to joint acct)
6 PM - Go for a run. I've been training for a trail race. It feels really good to be outside after a day at the computer.
7:30 PM - Get back from my run and eat dinner with B. I love the Trader Joe's chicken ramen. I add tofu and sesame oil.
8:00 PM - Shower and get in bed. The ebook loan from the library runs out so I decide to buy a copy of White Noise. I like buying used books on Thriftbooks, and I have Thriftbooks rewards so this order is really cheap. ($1.49). Fall asleep about 10.
Daily total: $30.99
Day 5
5:45 AM - I get up early. B is getting ready to go to an 8am test that’s a prerequisite for him taking the bar next year.
6 AM - I make myself breakfast, B is already gone. I have a 7am call to get some video footage from a very helpful PM.
7 AM - I do my call, get the video footage, then try to get footage for another video. No dice. the feature is still not working properly in the internal dev environments.
8:30 AM - I head out for a quick run. I do about 3.5 miles, rinse off, and get back online about 9:15.
3:30 PM - I get my bags ready to go for me and B’s flight to visit my parents. They live in the same state as us but it’s an 8+ hour drive. We Uber to the airport ($52 charged to the joint acct). From the Uber, I join a mentorship call for the college I attended for undergrad.
4 PM - Security is a breeze. We get through quickly and I grab a Chipotle-esque bowl. It’s not great but I’m really hungry. ($18). I work on video editing some more.
6:30 PM - Flight takes off after being delayed a bit
8 PM - We land and my parents pick us up. They whisk us to Costco to try and get me a Costco card under false pretenses. No luck. I grab some contact solution since I forgot mine. ($10.78)
Daily total: $55.17
Day 6
7 AM - Another crazy day… I get up and eat breakfast with my parents and B and then start work.
8:30 AM - I hop online shortly before 8:30 for a meeting. My boss lets us know we can drop. I spend the rest of the day creating videos for the release and dealing with various release-related small crises, until a little bit after 8 PM.
3 PM - My mom brings me a slice of cake my dad got on sale at the grocery store and a cup of tea.
8:15 PM - I end for the day and relax with the rest of the family in the living room. My dad made a fire and it’s lightly snowing outside.
Daily total: $0
Day 7
4:45 AM - My family's dog was afraid of the fire last night and so B and I let him sleep in our room. The dog is an early riser - he whines to let me know he needs to go out about 4:45. I let him out and wait for him to do his business. I go back to bed and drowse for about 45 minutes before getting up a little before 6.
6 AM - I take this time to finish up my last two videos and send them for review a little before 8. I'd technically taken this day off but I need to make the deadline for the release.
8 AM - Eat breakfast with the family
10 AM - My boss approves the videos without edits so I upload them, respond to a couple emails, and log out. Now it’s really vacation!
10:30 AM - I get geared up for a snowy run and head out. I run about an hour by the lake and come back to a delicious spread my dad put together.
12:30 PM - B and I decide to go skiing tomorrow. My dad offers us use of his season pass, so only one of us has to buy a ticket. I get online and buy a ski pass for myself and B will use my dad's pass. My employer will reimburse my pass as part of fitness/wellness expenses. ($110 for now)
I spend the rest of the day hanging out with the dog and family. I take the dog for a walk and then just kind of lay on the sofa and drowse/nap. It’s windy and snowing again.
Daily total: $110
Food and drink - $70.03
Fun/entertainment - $180.49 ($70.49 once the ski pass is reimbursed)
Home and health - $10.78
Clothes and beauty - $270
Transport - $78
Other - none
Weekly Total: $609.30 ($499.30 when ski pass is reimbursed)
Reflection
This is a higher spend week than usual - my most unusual purchase is the $270 worth of shoes. I don't like shopping or spending much on clothes (I last bought a pair of new shoes in 2019). I will end up returning some of the shoe order since I bought multiple sizes. The baseball tickets and ski pass are also unusual. The rest of this is in line with my typical spending.
2023.04.01 16:27 Glittering_Gap_5444 Is this breakup for the best? (I want to get over it quickly)
Long post warning Hey all, so my now ex boyfriend(M23) and I (F28) just broke up a few days ago while on vacation. We were together for about a year and a half and this isn’t our first break up but it feels like this is the REAL one. Backstory before I get to the recent events We met on Tinder September 2021, linked October 2021 and have been dating one another exclusively ever since. When we first met he had literally just moved to NYC and I live in Philly so we’ve been long distance this whole time but both going back and forth every weekend or when we have weekdays off. When we first met he was broke and unemployed for about the first 9 months of our relationship but now works at a world renowned investment firm (GS). During that time I of course, was paying for everything plus giving him money just to have.
Most of our arguments/breakups were because of my lack of showing affection to him (which was very much true) and my lack of sex drive sometimes amongst a few other minor things. I eventually saw how much it was damaging our relationship and fixed every single issue he had with me so it’ll work but for some reason it was never good enough for him. He also had some things I needed him to fix like stop starting arguments over minor things, his anger, and his inability to take accountability. None of which was fixed the entire duration of the relationship.
Recent events For Xmas I bought him around 4 presents, I got nothing until a week after. He told me he didn’t like any of the presents I got him and was basically really ungrateful. Valentines Day all I got was a text. Let’s fast forward to the beginning of March 2023. I went to NYC for the weekend, we had an amazing day but once it was later that night at our favorite restaurant things got heated. We were discussing best relationships (he asked first) and I said mine was this one. In response he told me that he hasn’t had a best relationship yet which naturally hurt my feelings. This turned into us arguing in the restaurant, me crying and taking back the iphone 14 pro max I gifted him the day before then ultimately him splitting the bill and leaving me at the restaurant. When I got back to his house, he simple bought my suitcase and book bag downstairs and slammed the door in my face. Mind you, at this point it’s around 11pm. I got home, the weekend concludes and we foolishly make up.
Vacation drama Keep in mind this trip was only planned because it was for my daughter’s birthday (12yr). Let me say, this was our first vacation together since this man has never been on a plane. Let me also say that I paid for a majority of the trip. The most he paid for was his checked bag, 2 Ubers and some poolside drinks. Honestly the entire trip was great up until the second to last day at the water park. He was acting like his normal self, hugging and kissing all over me, holding hands etc regular things people in love do. The issue came when we stopped to get amusement park food which we all know is really mediocre and really expensive. While eating I mentioned how low quality amusement park food is for the price they charge (I paid $70 for 4 chicken tender meals no drinks included). This triggered him for some reason. He mentioned how I’m bringing everyone’s mood down because of what I said. I apologized, we all finished eating then started walking to the next water ride. I turned around and saw him walking the opposite way but because I didn’t want to ruin the kids’ day I brushed it off and we proceeded to have fun without him for a while. During that time he found us in the park again but ignored us and acted like he didn’t know us. After a while, myself, my daughter and her friend were walking again and I saw him and let him know what ride we were headed to next. He got pissed and grabbed and twisted my arm so hard that my daughter scream at him to let me go. After that he stormed off again and went to the hotel alone. Hours later I return, he’s there, says nothing, then leaves for hours. After he returns again, he’s giving me the silent treatment but on the phone with his sister talking crap about me. I intervene and we have a screaming match for about 10 minutes. During that time I was called multiple names and continuously disrespected while the kids were in the hotel/condo. I sleep with the bedroom door locked while he voluntarily sleeps on the couch. Next day, it’s time to fly home. I send him his ticket like he asked and he leaves early in the morning although our flight doesn’t take off until the afternoon. He texts me and tells me to change my seat so we aren’t sitting together, I refuse because I paid and I tell him to change his instead. He obliged. At the airport we’re at the same gate but he’s acting like we’ve never met before. Like he wasn’t the same man just 2 days before asking me to marry him and have his babies… when we landed I was ignored again besides him getting in my face at baggage claim aggressively asking if I’m going straight home so he can retrieve his things he left. I tell him I am and I leave. 20 minutes after I arrive home he knocks and I bring down all his things, not allowing him to come inside. He leaves and we don’t speak. Yesterday I sent him a paragraph of how I felt about everything. No response. Last night I call him via FaceTime audio but I’m met with yelling because I disconnected his phone earlier that day since he said he wants nothing to do with me (it’s on my account), also during which he yelled “find a dad for your daughter” and “I don’t wanna be with you anymore”. He also had girls texting me and calling me about cutting his phone back on that day.
Now I really want to forget this entire relationship and him. Of course I’m a little hurt by everything that happened and I just don’t know what set him off like this. I don’t want to reach out or reconcile because I don’t like the toxic mess. What should I do? Any advice?
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Most of our arguments/breakups were because of my lack of showing affection to him (which was very much true) and my lack of sex drive sometimes amongst a few other minor things. I eventually saw how much it was damaging our relationship and fixed every single issue he had with me so it’ll work but for some reason it was never good enough for him. He also had some things I needed him to fix like stop starting arguments over minor things, his anger, and his inability to take accountability. None of which was fixed the entire duration of the relationship.
Recent events For Xmas I bought him around 4 presents, I got nothing until a week after. He told me he didn’t like any of the presents I got him and was basically really ungrateful. Valentines Day all I got was a text. Let’s fast forward to the beginning of March 2023. I went to NYC for the weekend, we had an amazing day but once it was later that night at our favorite restaurant things got heated. We were discussing best relationships (he asked first) and I said mine was this one. In response he told me that he hasn’t had a best relationship yet which naturally hurt my feelings. This turned into us arguing in the restaurant, me crying and taking back the iphone 14 pro max I gifted him the day before then ultimately him splitting the bill and leaving me at the restaurant. When I got back to his house, he simple bought my suitcase and book bag downstairs and slammed the door in my face. Mind you, at this point it’s around 11pm. I got home, the weekend concludes and we foolishly make up.
Vacation drama Keep in mind this trip was only planned because it was for my daughter’s birthday (12yr). Let me say, this was our first vacation together since this man has never been on a plane. Let me also say that I paid for a majority of the trip. The most he paid for was his checked bag, 2 Ubers and some poolside drinks. Honestly the entire trip was great up until the second to last day at the water park. He was acting like his normal self, hugging and kissing all over me, holding hands etc regular things people in love do. The issue came when we stopped to get amusement park food which we all know is really mediocre and really expensive. While eating I mentioned how low quality amusement park food is for the price they charge (I paid $70 for 4 chicken tender meals no drinks included). This triggered him for some reason. He mentioned how I’m bringing everyone’s mood down because of what I said. I apologized, we all finished eating then started walking to the next water ride. I turned around and saw him walking the opposite way but because I didn’t want to ruin the kids’ day I brushed it off and we proceeded to have fun without him for a while. During that time he found us in the park again but ignored us and acted like he didn’t know us. After a while, myself, my daughter and her friend were walking again and I saw him and let him know what ride we were headed to next. He got pissed and grabbed and twisted my arm so hard that my daughter scream at him to let me go. After that he stormed off again and went to the hotel alone. Hours later I return, he’s there, says nothing, then leaves for hours. After he returns again, he’s giving me the silent treatment but on the phone with his sister talking crap about me. I intervene and we have a screaming match for about 10 minutes. During that time I was called multiple names and continuously disrespected while the kids were in the hotel/condo. I sleep with the bedroom door locked while he voluntarily sleeps on the couch. Next day, it’s time to fly home. I send him his ticket like he asked and he leaves early in the morning although our flight doesn’t take off until the afternoon. He texts me and tells me to change my seat so we aren’t sitting together, I refuse because I paid and I tell him to change his instead. He obliged. At the airport we’re at the same gate but he’s acting like we’ve never met before. Like he wasn’t the same man just 2 days before asking me to marry him and have his babies… when we landed I was ignored again besides him getting in my face at baggage claim aggressively asking if I’m going straight home so he can retrieve his things he left. I tell him I am and I leave. 20 minutes after I arrive home he knocks and I bring down all his things, not allowing him to come inside. He leaves and we don’t speak. Yesterday I sent him a paragraph of how I felt about everything. No response. Last night I call him via FaceTime audio but I’m met with yelling because I disconnected his phone earlier that day since he said he wants nothing to do with me (it’s on my account), also during which he yelled “find a dad for your daughter” and “I don’t wanna be with you anymore”. He also had girls texting me and calling me about cutting his phone back on that day.
Now I really want to forget this entire relationship and him. Of course I’m a little hurt by everything that happened and I just don’t know what set him off like this. I don’t want to reach out or reconcile because I don’t like the toxic mess. What should I do? Any advice?
2023.04.01 15:55 Kriifrux Itinerary Check: Updated Itinerary for 70 Days Solo in Most of Japan
Original post: https://www.reddit.com/JapanTravel/comments/11ug4e4/itinerary_check_70_days_solo_in_most_of_japan/ (please see for relevant context)
Hi everyone!
I've been doing some work to incorporate your comments and feedback into my itinerary, as I am now posting here with relevant changes since I cannot edit my original post for the length is too long and it remains unchangeable after posting.
The plan as a whole remains structurally the same - but I have added dates, days scheduled to be off, extra location mentions, removed some areas, allocated more days to other parts, etc.
One of the main things people suggested was to take more days off. I agree with this - but I've left it up to me to decide on the day. Basically, I have the opportunity to rest or do something. Probably rest, but just in case I did want to do something, I have the option for it. Honestly, it probably won't matter because I'll probably change things up a lot regardless.
Additionally, most of the activities listed are the top things to do in said area - not trying to do all of them, just giving myself the most options possible of what to do when I'm there.
I'm looking to start booking accommodation soon, and I am working on the rail passes. However, I am unsure whether I need to book these tickets in advance:
Departing for Japan 15/5
Day 1 - (16/5)
Day 3 - (18/5)
Day 4 - (19/5)
Leisure time. Feel free to take this day off. Otherwise, have a look here for some stuff to do:
Day 6 (Day trip) - (21/5)
Day 7 (Day trip) - (22/5)
Day 1 – (23/5)
Day 3 (Day trip) – (25/5)
Iga-Ueno – Day trip
Day 4 (Day trip) – (26/5)
Day 1 – (27/5)
Day 5 – (31/5)
Day 6 – (1/6)
Day 8 – (3/6)
Omi Hachiman – Day trip
Day 9 (Day trip) – (4/6)
Day 10 (Day trip) – (5/6)
Amanohashidate – Day trip
Day 11 (Day trip) – (6/6)
Himeji – 1 day
Accommodation: Himeji 588 Guesthouse
Day 1 – (7/6)
Okayama – 4 days (3 day trips)
Accommodation: Lazy House
Day 1 – (8/6)
Day 2 (Day trip) – (9/6)
Takamatsu – Day trip
Day 3 (Day trip) – (10/6)
Kurashiki – Day trip
Day 4 (Day trip) – (11/6)
Fukuyama – 1 day
Accommodation: Rider & Guest House Kazeyoubi
Day 1 – (12/6)
Onomichi – 1 day
Accommodation: Guesthouse Yadocurly
Day 1 – (13/6)
Hiroshima – 4 days (2 day trips)
Accommodation: J-Hoppers Hiroshima Guesthouse
Day 1 – (14/6)
Miyajima (Itsukushima) – Day trip
Day 3 (Day trip) – (16/6)
Day 4 (Day trip) – (17/6)
Yamaguchi – Separate day trip
Day 1 (Day trip) – (18/6)
Fukuoka – 2 days
Accommodation: Hostel TOKI
Day 1 – (18/6)
Nagasaki – 2 days
Accommodation: Hostel Casa Noda
Day 1 – (20/6)
Day 2 – (21/6)
Kagoshima – 1 day
Accommodation: Green Guest House
Day 1 – (22/6)
Yakushima – 2 days
Accommodation: Yukaina Nakamatachi
Day 1 – (23/6)
(Bit of a long trip in-between here, but should give me some time to rest)
Matsue – 3 days (2 day trips)
Accommodation: Kitatono Guest House
Day 1 – (25/6)
Day 2 (Day trip) – (26/6)
Mount Daisen – Day trip
Day 3 (Day trip) – (27/6)
Return to Kyoto
Day 1 – (28/6)
Go see anything else I haven’t in Kyoto, or take a break from the 21 days of rail pass travel. Here are some suggestions:
Fukui – 1 day
Accommodation: 古民家ゲストハウス ナマケモノ
Day 1 – (30/6)
Kaga Onsen – Separate day trip
Day 1 (Day trip) – (1/7)
Kanazawa – 3 days (1 day trip)
Accommodation: K's House Kanazawa - Travelers Hostel
Day 1 – (1/7)
Shirakawa-go and Gokayama – Day trip
Day 3 (Day trip) – (3/7)
Toyama – 4 days (3 day trips)
Accommodation: Guesthouse Iwase
Day 1 – (4/7)
Day 2 (Day trip) – (5/7)
Day 3 (Day trip) – (6/7)
Day 4 (Day trip) – (7/7)
Tateyama Kurobe Alpine Route – Day trip
Day 1 (Day trip) – (8/7)
Matsumoto – 2 days (1 day trip)
Accommodation: Couch Potato Hostel
Day 1 – (9/7)
Day 2 (Day trip) – (10/7)
Nagano – 2 days (1 day trip)
Accommodation: Mash Café & Bed NAGANO
Day 1 – (11/7)
Obuse and Yamanouchi – Day trip
Day 2 (Day trip) – (12/7)
Obuse
Yamanouchi
Karuizawa – Separate day trip
Day 1 (Day trip) – (13/7)
Omiya – Separate day trip
Day 1 (Day trip) – (13/7)
Arrive at Tokyo
Day 1 – (14/7)
Day 5 – (18/7)
Kamakura – Day trip
Day 6 (Day trip) – (19/7)
Nikko – 3 days (1 day trip) (Side trip from Tokyo)
Accommodation: Nikko Park Lodge (Tobu Nikko Station)
Day 7 – (20/7)
· Leisure time. Otherwise, you could go see:
· Iemitsu Mausoleum (Taiyuin)
· Kanmangafuchi Abyss
Day 8 – (21/7)
Okunikko – Day trip
Day 9 (Day trip) – (22/7)
Day 10 – (23/7)
· Leisure time. Spend the day doing anything I haven’t yet done or seen and take the day to relax overall. Have a look at day 3 if you still want stuff to do.
Mt Fuji – Day trip
Day 11 (Day trip) – (24/7)
Thanks for reading - Really wanting to get my locations and schedule nailed down for accommodation at the moment, so any wrong dates or days that might not be possible for example, let me know!
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Hi everyone!
I've been doing some work to incorporate your comments and feedback into my itinerary, as I am now posting here with relevant changes since I cannot edit my original post for the length is too long and it remains unchangeable after posting.
The plan as a whole remains structurally the same - but I have added dates, days scheduled to be off, extra location mentions, removed some areas, allocated more days to other parts, etc.
One of the main things people suggested was to take more days off. I agree with this - but I've left it up to me to decide on the day. Basically, I have the opportunity to rest or do something. Probably rest, but just in case I did want to do something, I have the option for it. Honestly, it probably won't matter because I'll probably change things up a lot regardless.
Additionally, most of the activities listed are the top things to do in said area - not trying to do all of them, just giving myself the most options possible of what to do when I'm there.
I'm looking to start booking accommodation soon, and I am working on the rail passes. However, I am unsure whether I need to book these tickets in advance:
- Alpine Route ticket
- High speed ferry/Toppy to Yakushima ticket (need return trip)
- Kurobe Gorge ticket (need return trip)
- Studio Ghibli (10th of June)
- Any other tickets that might need advance booking? Please let me know!
Departing for Japan 15/5
Osaka - 7 days (2 day trips) - (16/5 to 22/5)
Accommodation: Namba Guesthouse HIVE or Backpackers Hotel Toyo OsakaDay 1 - (16/5)
- Leisure time. Arrive and rest up at youth hostel. Spend the rest of the day walking around the nearby area to get familiar with it and get any necessary supplies.
Day 3 - (18/5)
Day 4 - (19/5)
- Follow Suggested Osaka History Walk
Leisure time. Feel free to take this day off. Otherwise, have a look here for some stuff to do:
- Abeno Harukas
- Osaka Science Museum
- National Museum of Art, Osaka
- Osaka Expo ‘70 Park
- Minoo Park
- Osaka Aquarium Kaiyukan (May not be animal friendly)
Day 6 (Day trip) - (21/5)
- Arima Onsen
- Shin-Kobe Ropeway (highlight of the location)
- Sorakuen Garden
Day 7 (Day trip) - (22/5)
Nara - 4 days (2 day trips) - (23/5 to 26/5)
Accommodation: Guesthouse Tamura or HARUYA NaramachiDay 1 – (23/5)
- Follow Suggested Nara Full Day Walk
- Leisure time. Feel free to take this day off. Otherwise, have a look here for some stuff to do:
- Todaiji Temple
- Horyuji Temple
- Isuien Garden
- Heijo Palace
Day 3 (Day trip) – (25/5)
Iga-Ueno – Day trip
Day 4 (Day trip) – (26/5)
Kyoto – 11 days (3 day trips) – (27/5 to 6/6)
Accommodation: Backpackers Hostel K's House Kyoto or Kyoto Hana HostelDay 1 – (27/5)
- Leisure time. Arrive and rest up at youth hostel. Spend the rest of the day walking around the nearby area to get familiar with it and get any necessary supplies.
- Follow Eastern Kyoto Full Day walk
- Nijo Castle (Nijojo)
- Sento Imperial Palace
- Kyoto Manga Museum
- Kyoto Aquarium (May not be animal friendly)
- Nishiki Market
- Pontocho
Day 5 – (31/5)
Day 6 – (1/6)
- Leisure time. Feel free to take this day off. Otherwise, have a look at any of the other activities listed in the Kyoto leg of the trip for more stuff to do.
Day 8 – (3/6)
Omi Hachiman – Day trip
Day 9 (Day trip) – (4/6)
- Hachiman-bori Canal Boat Cruises
- Kawara Museum
- Hakuunkan
- Nishikawa Residence
- NO-MA
- Hachimanyama Ropeway
- Zuiryuji Temple
- Himure Hachimangu Shrine
Day 10 (Day trip) – (5/6)
Amanohashidate – Day trip
Day 11 (Day trip) – (6/6)
Starting 21-day rail pass trip – (7/6 to 27/6)
Depart from Kyoto
Himeji – 1 day
Accommodation: Himeji 588 Guesthouse
Day 1 – (7/6)
Okayama – 4 days (3 day trips)
Accommodation: Lazy House
Day 1 – (8/6)
- Leisure time. Otherwise, have a look around Okayama and see below for some things to do here:
- Bitchu-Matsuyama Castle
- Korakuen Garden
- Kibi Plain
- Okayama Castle
Day 2 (Day trip) – (9/6)
Takamatsu – Day trip
Day 3 (Day trip) – (10/6)
Kurashiki – Day trip
Day 4 (Day trip) – (11/6)
Fukuyama – 1 day
Accommodation: Rider & Guest House Kazeyoubi
Day 1 – (12/6)
Onomichi – 1 day
Accommodation: Guesthouse Yadocurly
Day 1 – (13/6)
Hiroshima – 4 days (2 day trips)
Accommodation: J-Hoppers Hiroshima Guesthouse
Day 1 – (14/6)
- Leisure time. Maybe take some of the day to rest. Otherwise, you can look at:
- Downtown Hiroshima
Miyajima (Itsukushima) – Day trip
Day 3 (Day trip) – (16/6)
- Itsukushima Shrine
- Mount Misen
- Daisho-in Temple
- Senjokaku Hall
- Miyajima Aquarium (May not be animal friendly)
Day 4 (Day trip) – (17/6)
Yamaguchi – Separate day trip
Day 1 (Day trip) – (18/6)
Fukuoka – 2 days
Accommodation: Hostel TOKI
Day 1 – (18/6)
- Leisure time. Take the day to rest or check out anything else in Fukuoka.
Nagasaki – 2 days
Accommodation: Hostel Casa Noda
Day 1 – (20/6)
Day 2 – (21/6)
Kagoshima – 1 day
Accommodation: Green Guest House
Day 1 – (22/6)
- Sakurajima
- Senganen Garden
- Kagoshima Aquarium (May not be animal friendly)
Yakushima – 2 days
Accommodation: Yukaina Nakamatachi
Day 1 – (23/6)
- Leave from Kagoshima in the morning to get on the ferry to Yakushima. From Kagoshima Port to Yakushima: Miyanoura or Anbo Port. From that, you can figure what to do next, see below:
- Shiratani Unsuikyo
- Yakusugi Land
- Jomonsugi
- Around the Island
- Continue exploring the island and doing stuff listed on day 1, then catch the ferry back to Kagoshima tomorrow morning.
(Bit of a long trip in-between here, but should give me some time to rest)
Matsue – 3 days (2 day trips)
Accommodation: Kitatono Guest House
Day 1 – (25/6)
- Leisure time. Otherwise, you can have a look around in Matsue. See below:
- Adachi Museum of Art
- Yushien Garden
- Matsue Castle
Day 2 (Day trip) – (26/6)
Mount Daisen – Day trip
Day 3 (Day trip) – (27/6)
- Spend the day hiking the mountain, then take the train back to Kyoto.
Return to Kyoto
Ending 21-day rail pass trip
Kyoto - 2 days – (28/6 to 29/6)
Accommodation: Backpackers Hostel K's House Kyoto or Kyoto Hana HostelDay 1 – (28/6)
- Leisure time. Arrive and rest up at youth hostel. Spend the rest of the day walking around the nearby area to get familiar with it and get any necessary supplies.
Go see anything else I haven’t in Kyoto, or take a break from the 21 days of rail pass travel. Here are some suggestions:
Starting 14-day rail pass trip – (30/6 to 13/7)
Depart from Kyoto (again)
Fukui – 1 day
Accommodation: 古民家ゲストハウス ナマケモノ
Day 1 – (30/6)
Kaga Onsen – Separate day trip
Day 1 (Day trip) – (1/7)
Kanazawa – 3 days (1 day trip)
Accommodation: K's House Kanazawa - Travelers Hostel
Day 1 – (1/7)
- Leisure time. If you still have more time in the day, you could do some stuff on day 2 instead.
Shirakawa-go and Gokayama – Day trip
Day 3 (Day trip) – (3/7)
Toyama – 4 days (3 day trips)
Accommodation: Guesthouse Iwase
Day 1 – (4/7)
- Leisure time. Otherwise, have a look around in Toyama. See below:
- Toyama Glass Art Museum
- Toyama Castle Park
- Toyama Folkcraft Village
Day 2 (Day trip) – (5/7)
- Follow Suggested Takayama Full Day Walk
- Morning Markets (Asaichi)
- Matsuri no Mori
- Shinhotaka Ropeway
Day 3 (Day trip) – (6/7)
- Canal Area
- Furukawa Festival Hall
- Mishima Candle Shop
- Takumikan Craft Museum
- Kamioka Railway Cycling
Day 4 (Day trip) – (7/7)
- Take the train to Unazuki and then redeem round trip tickets for Kurobe Gorge.
- https://www.kurotetu.co.jp/en/
Tateyama Kurobe Alpine Route – Day trip
Day 1 (Day trip) – (8/7)
- Take the train from Toyama to Tateyama and redeem trip tickets. Ride ends at Ogizawa, then head to Matsumoto.
- https://www.alpen-route.com/en/
Matsumoto – 2 days (1 day trip)
Accommodation: Couch Potato Hostel
Day 1 – (9/7)
- Matsumoto Castle
- Matsumoto City Museum of Art
- Nakamachi District
- Mt Norikura (1.5 hours from Matsumoto)
Day 2 (Day trip) – (10/7)
- Get the bus from Matsumoto to start from Taisho Pond. Then 1.5 hour hike to Kappabashi Bridge. From Kappabashi, go to Tokusawa, past Myojin Pond, 2 hours for one way. Then hike for 1 hour to Yosoo. After this, likely head back for the day. This path was suggested to me and sounds good, so I've put it here.
- Kamikochi Visitor Center – Might be helpful?
- Tashiro Pond
- Yakedake
Nagano – 2 days (1 day trip)
Accommodation: Mash Café & Bed NAGANO
Day 1 – (11/7)
Obuse and Yamanouchi – Day trip
Day 2 (Day trip) – (12/7)
Obuse
Yamanouchi
- Jigokudani Monkey Park (I am aware the monkeys will not be in the hot springs, but I assume the place is still nice enough to visit and the monkeys will still be present regardless?)
- Shibu Onsen
Karuizawa – Separate day trip
Day 1 (Day trip) – (13/7)
Omiya – Separate day trip
Day 1 (Day trip) – (13/7)
Arrive at Tokyo
Ending 14-day rail pass trip
Tokyo - 13 days (3 day trips, 5 if Nikko included) – (14/7 to 26/7)
Accommodation: Hostel bedgasmDay 1 – (14/7)
- Arrive and rest up at youth hostel. Spend the rest of the day walking around the nearby area to get familiar with it and get any necessary supplies.
- Follow Western Tokyo Full Day walk
- Tsukiji Outer Market
- Akihabara (Definitely sounds like a highlight and a must do)
- Koishikawa Korakuen
- Hama Rikyu
- Imperial Palace East Gardens
- Tokyo Imperial Palace
- Tokyo National Museum
- Tokyo Skytree
- Edo-Tokyo Museum
- Rikugien Garden
- Tokyo Disneyland
- Tokyo DisneySea
- Ghibli Museum
- Visit Yokohama
- Teamlab
- Obviously not doing ALL of these, so just pick a few you want to do most.
Day 5 – (18/7)
Kamakura – Day trip
Day 6 (Day trip) – (19/7)
Nikko – 3 days (1 day trip) (Side trip from Tokyo)
Accommodation: Nikko Park Lodge (Tobu Nikko Station)
Day 7 – (20/7)
· Leisure time. Otherwise, you could go see:
· Iemitsu Mausoleum (Taiyuin)
· Kanmangafuchi Abyss
Day 8 – (21/7)
Okunikko – Day trip
Day 9 (Day trip) – (22/7)
Day 10 – (23/7)
· Leisure time. Spend the day doing anything I haven’t yet done or seen and take the day to relax overall. Have a look at day 3 if you still want stuff to do.
Mt Fuji – Day trip
Day 11 (Day trip) – (24/7)
- Not exactly sure what I can get done in the day, but I will most likely will head up to the main station: Fuji Subaru Line 5th Station
- Climbing Mount Fuji
- Fuji Five Lakes (Fujigoko) (If I spend the whole day hiking, I’m not going to have time to see the lakes also, most likely)
- More time to do anything else you want.
- Leave early for Narita airport and depart from Japan…
Thanks for reading - Really wanting to get my locations and schedule nailed down for accommodation at the moment, so any wrong dates or days that might not be possible for example, let me know!
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