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2023.06.05 07:59 healthylifeblogs Visit the Beautiful Places in Darjeeling: Exploring the Queen of the Hills

Visit the Beautiful Places in Darjeeling: Exploring the Queen of the Hills
Visit the Beautiful Places in Darjeeling
Nestled in the foothills of the Himalayas, Darjeeling is a picturesque hill station in the Indian state of West Bengal. Known as the "Queen of the Hills," Darjeeling offers breathtaking vistas, serene surroundings, and a unique blend of cultural diversity. From lush tea gardens to magnificent viewpoints, this charming town has something to captivate every traveler. In this blog, we will take you on a journey to discover the beautiful places in Darjeeling that should not be missed.
  1. Tiger Hill: Start your exploration of Darjeeling with a visit to Tiger Hill, one of the most famous viewpoints in the region. Wake up early and make your way to Tiger Hill to witness the spectacular sunrise over the snow-capped peaks of the Himalayas, including the majestic Mount Kanchenjunga. The sight of the first rays of the sun illuminating the snow-capped mountains is truly awe-inspiring and a moment you won't soon forget.
  2. Darjeeling Himalayan Railway: No visit to Darjeeling is complete without experiencing a ride on the Darjeeling Himalayan Railway, fondly known as the "Toy Train." This UNESCO World Heritage Site is a marvel of engineering and offers a nostalgic journey through the picturesque landscapes of Darjeeling. Hop aboard the quaint steam-powered train and enjoy the scenic views as it chugs along its narrow-gauge tracks, passing through charming hillside villages and verdant tea gardens.
  3. Batasia Loop: Located on the way to Ghoom, the Batasia Loop is a fascinating engineering feat. It is a spiral railway track that allows the Toy Train to negotiate the steep descent of the hills. Visit the Batasia Loop to witness the mesmerizing view of the train curving around the loop, with panoramic vistas of Darjeeling town and the surrounding mountains. The site also features a beautifully landscaped garden and a war memorial dedicated to the Gorkha soldiers.
  4. Tea Gardens: Darjeeling is renowned for its tea production, and a visit to the tea gardens is a must-do when in the region. Take a leisurely stroll through the lush tea estates, such as Happy Valley Tea Estate or Makaibari Tea Estate, and learn about the process of tea production. Engage in tea tasting sessions to savor the distinct flavors of Darjeeling tea, known for its delicate aroma and exquisite taste. The serene ambiance and scenic beauty of the tea gardens make for a tranquil and rejuvenating experience.
  5. Japanese Peace Pagoda: Perched atop the Jalapahar Hill, the Japanese Peace Pagoda is a symbol of peace and tranquility. The gleaming white structure with its golden spire offers panoramic views of Darjeeling town and the surrounding mountains. Take a peaceful walk around the pagoda, enjoy the serene atmosphere, and soak in the spiritual ambiance. It's a perfect spot for meditation or simply to find solace amidst nature.
  6. Observatory Hill and Mahakal Temple: For a glimpse into the spiritual side of Darjeeling, visit the Observatory Hill, which holds great religious significance. It is home to the Mahakal Temple, dedicated to Lord Shiva. The hill offers panoramic views of Darjeeling, and the temple is a hub of religious activities and festivals. Take a moment to offer your prayers and experience the vibrant religious fervor of the place.
  7. Darjeeling Mall Road: Indulge in some leisurely shopping and immerse yourself in the bustling atmosphere of Darjeeling Mall Road. Lined with shops, restaurants, and quaint cafes, this vibrant street is the heart of Darjeeling town. Explore the local handicrafts, pick up some souvenirs, or simply savor the flavors of local cuisine at the charming eateries. The Mall Road also offers stunning views of the surrounding hills and a chance to interact with the friendly locals.
  8. Rock Garden and Ganga Maya Park: Escape the hustle and bustle of the town and spend a tranquil afternoon at the Rock Garden and Ganga Maya Park. Situated about 10 kilometers from Darjeeling, these beautifully landscaped gardens are adorned with natural rock formations, gushing waterfalls, and colorful flowers. Enjoy a leisurely walk, have a picnic, or simply unwind amidst the serene surroundings.
Darjeeling, with its natural beauty, cultural richness, and captivating attractions, offers a unique and enchanting experience to every traveler. Whether you're seeking panoramic vistas, spiritual retreats, or a rendezvous with nature, this hill station has it all. So, pack your bags and embark on a memorable journey to explore the beautiful places in Darjeeling, where the tranquility of the hills and the warmth of the locals await you.
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2023.06.05 07:30 Aggressive_Pin5562 7 day itinerary to Halifax - any recommendations?

Day 1: Arrival in Halifax, Nova Scotia
Arrive in Halifax and check into your accommodation. Spend the day exploring the city. Visit the historic waterfront area, where you can find museums, shops, and restaurants. Don't miss attractions like the Maritime Museum of the Atlantic, Halifax Citadel National Historic Site, and the picturesque Public Gardens.
Day 2: Peggy's Cove and Lunenburg
Take a day trip to Peggy's Cove, a charming fishing village known for its iconic lighthouse and rugged coastal scenery. Afterward, head to Lunenburg, a UNESCO World Heritage site. Explore the colorful waterfront, visit the Fisheries Museum of the Atlantic, and admire the well-preserved architecture.
Day 3: Cape Breton Island
Drive to Cape Breton Island and enter the Cape Breton Highlands National Park. Take the scenic Cabot Trail, a renowned driving route, offering breathtaking views of the coastline and mountains. Stop at various viewpoints and go for short hikes to fully appreciate the beauty of the island.
Day 4: Baddeck and Fortress of Louisbourg
Visit the town of Baddeck, located on the shores of Bras d'Or Lake. Explore the Alexander Graham Bell National Historic Site, dedicated to the inventor of the telephone. In the afternoon, drive to the Fortress of Louisbourg National Historic Site, a meticulously reconstructed French fortress from the 18th century. Experience life as it was during the time of New France.
Day 5: Bay of Fundy and Hopewell Rocks
Travel to New Brunswick and visit the Bay of Fundy, known for having the highest tides in the world. Explore Hopewell Rocks, where massive flowerpot-shaped rock formations are revealed and submerged with the changing tides. Take a walk on the ocean floor during low tide or enjoy a kayak adventure in the bay.
Day 6: Fundy National Park and Saint John
Spend the morning in Fundy National Park. Hike along the picturesque trails, visit waterfalls, and enjoy the park's natural beauty. In the afternoon, drive to Saint John and explore the historic downtown area. Don't miss the Reversing Falls, where the tidal flow causes the river to reverse its direction.
Day 7: Saint John River Valley and Departure
Take a scenic drive along the Saint John River Valley, known for its picturesque landscapes and charming communities. Stop at the Grand Falls Gorge, where the Saint John River plunges dramatically through a narrow gorge. Return to Halifax or your departure point to conclude your trip.
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2023.06.05 07:07 desertplum Patrick Merrill, Missing from Plymouth, NH since 1987

Patrick Merrill, Missing from Plymouth, NH since 1987
Hey everyone! Sorry for the length and any formatting issues. I wanted to compile all the information I found into one document, especially since this took place in the 80's - 90's there wasn't a full summary of this case anywhere online. I know it's really long, but I felt all the details and nitty gritty was important to include. I watch way too much true crime, and was browsing New Hampshire cold cases online. One that stood out to me was Patrick Merrill. I am from Plymouth, and before seeing his case I wasn't aware of it happening. The man who did this to Patrick is apparently still alive, and I feel passionately that Patrick's family deserves justice and closure.
Patrick Merrill was a 21-year-old freshman Plymouth State College student from New York who went missing on April 6, 1978, last seen on Route 3, near downtown Plymouth. He is still listed as a missing person. At the time of his disappearance, he was living in the Bradford Manor student rooming house. Patrick’s family described him as having a heavy beard, light mustache, bright blue eyes, a scar on his nose, a false front tooth, reddish-auburn hair, 5’9” (an additional article I found stated 5’11” and 130-140 pounds (Valley News, Apr 23, 1987). In 2023, he would be 57.
Photo from WMUR News 9
I have searched the web and old newspaper articles related to his case, and it is infuriating to say the least. Merrill was last seen at 7:30pm on April 6th, 1987, getting into George Pregent’s (40 at the time) green Mercury Comet with VT plates. Pregent was a resident of Keene, NH. Merrill met Pregent in February 1987 while hitchhiking from the University of MA to Plymouth, NH. He collected (newspapers say anywhere from $6,000 - $13,000) from his friends to buy 10lbs of marijuana from Pregent and was never seen again after entering Pregent’s car. According to Merrill’s sister, he was a casual marijuana user and was not involved with dealing before this incident. Also, according to his sister, Merrill was conducting the deal for friends at UMass, and possibly PSC students, and expected to profit $2,000. Merrill’s Mother felt that he would not voluntarily go missing, as his father was terminally ill with cancer (The Burlington Free Press, Jul 7, 1987).
On April 13, 1987, Pregent, along with David Langlois (20, VT) were arrested in Rumney, NH, (driving the same Mercury Comet that Merrill was last seen in, which was impounded upon Pregent’s arrest), and arrested on possession of controlled substance with intent to sell. Pregent was taken into custody at Grafton County jail and refused to speak about Merrill (Valley News, Apr 23, 1987). According to the Concord Monitor (May 27, 1987) Pregent was living in “the 1875 House” (618 Fairground Rd, Plymouth, NH) at the time (contradicts the other article stating he is a Keene, NH or Proctor, VT resident), and was arrested on theft of services, between April 4 – 6th he used a false name and address to avoid paying for car repairs. Pregent’s record dates back to the 1960’s and is described by police as a career criminal (The Boston Globe, May 1990).
On July 10, 1987, while awaiting trial for theft of service charges in Merrimack County Jail, Pregent escaped through a skylight after cutting the bars with a smuggled hacksaw blade (Concord Monitor, Jul 11, 1987). I was not able to locate information about Pregent’s capture or return to prison. Previously, In 1976, Pregent escaped from a Burlington, VT prison while serving time for the theft of 32 Volkswagens. He was caught in Boston, MA in September 1978. Pregent was paroled in 1981, and then became a teacher at Lamoille Union High School until he was arrested in December 1984 for planning a break-in and theft at Copley Hospital pharmacy. He was imprisoned for this, and again paroled in December 1986 (The Burlington Free Press, Jul 7, 1987). In 1990 Pregent was jailed in North Carolina on forgery convictions (The Boston Globe, May 1990).
A week after Merrill’s disappearance a Jeep owned by Pregent was believed to be seen in Proctor, VT, close to a bog. This bog, “Proctor Bog” is near West Mountain, about 1.5 miles up a trail on Cain Street off an old logging road. This trail is also referred to as “High Ledge” by area locals (Rutland Daily Herald, May 1990.). Pregent (no date provided) formerly lived in Proctor. In 1987 a gallon plastic jar containing decomposed hand palms and foot soles was found in another wooded area in Proctor that Pregent was known to frequent. Merrill has a relatively rare blood type (AB), the skin from the jug was tested and matches Merrill’s blood type (Rutland Daily Herald, May 1990.) An article by the Boston Globe states that a DNA analysis was conducted on the skin to determine if they were Merrill’s, but they would not discuss the test results (The Boston Globe, May 1990).
NH and VT state police searched the bog in Proctor on May 9, 1990, using police dogs trained to sniff out bodies. The police dogs indicated that on the west side of the bog they may have smelled body parts (Rutland Daily Herald, May 1990.). Another article states the police dogs alerted to a specific spot of the bog three individual times, but nothing was found in the area (Valley New, May 24, 1990). A direct quote from the Rutland Daily Herald article, “police have believed for several years that Merrill’s dismembered body could be in the pond, their plans to execute a search have repeatedly fallen through. After waiting for two years for the bog to drain naturally in the fall, police finally opted to obtain permission to drain the pond.” (Rutland Daily Herald, May 1990). During the search, east of the bog near a stone wall five bones ranging from 4-7” were found. The bones were tested by pathologists and an anthropologist at the University of VT and were later found to be animal bones.
Police stated that George Pregent was the only suspect in the case, but without a body they felt that prosecutors would have difficulty convicting Pregent of Merrill’s murder (The Boston Globe, May 1990). A confidential informant gave information to VT and NH police that suggests that Pregent never intended to sell Merrill the marijuana. The informant conveyed that Pregent stole the money, murdered, and dismembered Merrill, burying the bones in “Proctor Bog” (this article states that Pregent was living in Proctor at the time of Merrill’s disappearance, contradicting the other articles that list Plymouth and Keene). Police say they recovered some of the money from the drug deal, and that the money is connected to Pregent. The informant, an associate of Pregent told police that Pregent showed him the plastic bottles with palms and foot soles two days after Merrill’s disappearance. This informant also told VT state police that he saw Pregent with a plastic bag containing limbs, and that Pregent went to “Proctor Bog” the day after the informant saw the bag. Tire tracks and “other evidence” (doesn’t specify) suggest Pregent drove to the bog, and walked along the marsh (Valley New, May 24, 1990).
VT State Police Detective Sgt. Brian Abbey said that police will not search the bog again for the body, but he predicts Pregent will be charged with murder. He is quoted as saying “We have a very, very strong case.”. The only record I could locate relating to anyone in this case after May 1990 is an article about Pregent’s arrest in Concord, NH in January 2002 on felony-level counts of possession with intent to distribute and being a felon in possession of a firearm (Concord Monitor, 2002).
As described by his sister: Merrill was the youngest of three, enjoyed basketball, scuba diving, and the outdoors. He read everything and loved to play chess. He was a wonderful kid with a sense of adventure, and a wonderful sense of humor (The Boston Globe, May 1990.)
From what I could find George Pregent is STILL alive today and was never charged. (Presuming that he is guilty), he needs to be charged so Patrick Merrill can finally have justice. Patrick’s family deserves to have peace, closure, and to know what happened to him all those years ago. I think it goes without saying but nobody deserves to be murdered over pot. I’m not sure what, but I’m sure something can be done with all the advancements in DNA, and science that the criminal justice system has today in comparison to the late 1980’s and early 1990’s. All I know is Patrick Merrill deserves to be found and put to rest. I found an obituary of his Mom, who passed away last year. I cannot imagine the heartache and turmoil she went through all those years not knowing what happened to her son, or where he was.
WMUR Article:
NH Department of Justice Cold Case File:
NAMUS (National Unidentified and Missing Persons System):
Concord Monitor. (January 25, 2002). George Pregent, Marijuana Arrest 2002. Retrieved June 5, 2023, from
Concord Monitor. (July 11, 1987). George Pregent Escapee Caught Jul 1987. Retrieved June 4, 2023, from
Concord Monitor. (May 27, 1987). George Pregent, the 1875 House - theft of services May 1987. Retrieved June 4, 2023, from
Rutland Daily Herald. (May 10, 1990). Proctor bog, search for Patrick Merrill continued. Retrieved June 4, 2023, from
The Boston Globe. (May 13, 1990). Boston Globe, Patrick Merrill mention. Retrieved June 4, 2023, from
The Burlington Free Press. (July 7, 1987). Patrick merrill mention continued. Retrieved June 4, 2023, from
Valley News. (April 23, 1987). Patrick Merrill, Apr 23, 1987. Retrieved June 4, 2023, from
Valley News. (May 24, 1990). Bog Search for Patrick Merrill, May 1990. Retrieved June 5, 2023, from
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2023.06.05 07:06 DetectiveEvyDevy [TotK] Zora/Sidon monument descriptions as of TotK

Learnings of the Zora, Part One The Waters of the Zora's Domain as told by Prince Sidon
Long, long ago, right here in Lanayru, incredible transformations, both subtle and drastic in nature, shaped the land. The tall mountains birthed clouds, these clouds cried tears of rain, and this rain filled our deep valleys past the brim. In time, this overflowing water became the Zora River, which bred waterfalls that fell and nourished the vast Lanayru Wetlands. Perhaps it was inevitable that my Zora ancestors, who wandered in search of precious water, would finally settle here. The mountains of Lanayru are blessed with high-quality stone. The structures built from said stone are solid yet refined. Just like the Zora and our domain, our buildings exist in harmony with the water. It is a beautiful symbol of our way of life.
If you go to the edge of the domain, close your eyes, and listen shall be greeted by the gentle sound of water. This kind, soothing sound is a testament to the happy life the Zora are so grateful to have found here. As one born of royal Zora blood, my duty is as clear as it is unshakable. I, Sidon, swear here and now... I shall protect our home with my very life, that the gentle sound of water may never cease in our beloved domain.

Learnings of the Zora, Part Two The Legend of Ruto, Our Great Ancestor As told by Prince Sidon
It is written that long ago there was a strong-willed Zora princess who was as meandering as a winding river. This princess, who was dearly loved by her fellow Zora, was as noble as she was innocent. Her name was Ruto. One day, a powerful and wicked man tried to take over Hyrule and brought great ruin to the once-peaceful Zora's Domain. Our tales speak of fallen Zora soldiers drifting down the river as it sadly reflected the chaotic retreat of the terrified Zora. Princess Ruto bravely fought back her tears as she bore witness to the tragic misery unfolding in the domain. Even amid her heartbreak, the Zora princess did all she could to help the weak and elderly escape. Next she swam against the river's current and climbed the mighty waterfall to challenge her foe. The details this fight have fallen victim to the haze of time. Few details remain. Still, it is said that she was aided by the princess of Hyrule and the hero of legend, and together they saved Hyrule. So the legend goes.
I, Sidon, prince of the Zora, cannot help but ponder these events as I listen to the Zora children play in all their innocence. As Princess Ruto's descendant, it is my fate to carry the torch of her brave acts into tomorrow and beyond. I shall not fail.

The Learnings of the Zora, Part Three The Great King Dorephan As told by Prince Sidon
Several springs after I lost my dear sister, Mipha, a large group of Lizalfos attacked the domain. It mattered not that this was my first true battle. The expectations of those around me weighed heavy on my shoulders. The absence of Mipha, who had always been there to encourage me with loving kindness, was like a spear to the heart. As for my own spear, though I was highly trained for its use, it seemed to only cut the air and slash the water's surface. I was taken off guard by a surprise attack from three Lizalfos hiding at the water's edge, each with their blade fixed on me. I knew that my time had come...and that is when the three Lizalfos disappeared as quickly as they had arrived. In their place, I saw the towering figure of my father, the great King Dorephan, who had just bested my foes with ease. "Sidon, my son," he said firmly. "You allowed your heart to falter. That is the quickest way to fall on the battlefield."
His words cut deep, but as I stood on the brink of despair, a familiar voice gently encouraged me. "Your king needs you." Many soldiers later attested that they were certain they had also heard the sweet voice of Mipha on that day. From then on, my heart was true and my resolve firm. By lending strength to our king, we were able to save the the domain.

Learnings of the Zora, Part Four Two Sisters of Different Blood As told by Prince Sidon
When I was young, I had an irrational fear of strangers. I was particularly bashful around Yona. Paralyzed, even. She was already so mature in manner, and she treated me like a little brother, even though we were not related. There came an unseasonably heavy rain that quickly flooded the river. Us children, who were playing there, were swept away. I was battered by the water's strong flow, my fins helpless to resist. It was Yona who dragged me to the safety of the shore. The water continued to swell as the shore waned, but Yona was unflappable, sweetly comforting me as I shivered in fear. It was Mipha, my dear sister, who finally showed up to rescue us with other Zora adults in tow. I still remember Yona's face as she gazed up at Mipha in admiration. My face must have looked the same as I gazed at Yona.
As a child, I had two big sisters. One by birth and one by chance. Yona looked up to Mipha, and I was in awe of them both. Before i knew it, years had passed and my feelings for Yona became more difficult to quantify. Then, one day... My father informed that the amazing young woman who had once been like a sister to me was to be my bride. Perhaps these feelings and memories are too dear and private to commit to history, but such is the tale of this Zora prince.

Learnings of the Zora, Part Five The Zora Armor She Left Behind As told by Prince Sidon For some time after I lost my beloved sister, even the light shining on the water seemed dark and dreary to my eyes. But as they say, time heals all wounds, no matter how deep. I can now speak of her with a smile, as is only fitting. I shall now tell the tale of the Zora armor that my sister crafted for her future husband, as per our ancient custom. One dark day, the domain was in great peril, and I sought help from a traveling Hylian to save our home. He was sparing with his words, yet I trusted him at once. As fate would have it, he was a childhood friend of Mipha's. My father, King Dorephan, troubled by the domain's suffering, requested his help. The swordsman agreed without hesitation. Father bequeathed my sister's Zora armor to this courageous soul, along with her hopes for the safety of the domain. The armor fit Link perfectly-so perfectly that councilman Muzu, who then harbored a hatred of Hylians, could not object. My sister had already left this world, and with her went the dearly held intentions she had instilled in that special armor. Yet, with Link's help, she shined a light on the Zora in our hour of need, reaching between worlds with gentle fingertips.

Learnings of the Zora, Part Six The Story of Mipha Court: The Beginning As told by Prince Sidon
There was once a terrifying Monster on Ploymus Mountain, loosing shock arrows on all who dared to cross its path. It was of utmost importance to drive the beast away, but as the Zora are weak to electricity, our efforts were futile. That is when a lone Hylian arrived at the domain. This swordsman who was sparing with his words...his name was Link. Unlike us Zora, he was immune to shocks! Well, perhaps that is an exaggeration, but one thing is certain. He was very brave. After careful preparation, he ascended Ploymus Mountain defeated the foul beast all by himself. As if in celebration of the newfound peace, clean water mysteriously began flowing at the top of Ploymus Mountain. This is when many Zora, if not most, voiced support for building a place that all could enjoy in that formerly frightful spot.
Yet the many tree roots and stones made this task tricky, leading to a focus on the no-less-difficult matter of the name. "Zora Park" was too obvious. "Ploymus Park" only conjured images of the former terrors found there. When I candidly asked whether we should focus on the hard work at hand rather than the name, they all turned my way. "Prince Sidon," they asked. "Surely you must have a good suggestion?" To that, I fell silent, and stayed so for a long while.
I shall write the conclusion of this story on another monument.

Learnings of the Zora, Part Six The Story of Mipha Court: The Conclusion As told by Prince Sidon
The first half of this tale can be found on another stone monument. If it is not too much trouble, I advise reading that first. I now present the conclusion.
When posed with the task of naming this storied location, I, Prince Sidon, fell silent. After a time, I timidly proposed the one and only name that came to mind for this place of newfound peace. I suggested that we name it after my beloved sister who had long been lost to us...Mipha Court. I worried they would think I was unfairly favoring my own family's legacy by naming it after my kin. A hush fell over the group. After a time, one of the stonemasons raised his voice in agreement. More voices joined his, one after another. The idea was embraced wholly, and the craftsmen all returned to their work. Though the work was grueling, from then until the completion of Mipha Court, the air was filled with laughter and singing. This incident drove home to my very core how much everyone loved my sister. I hope one day to inspire such admiration. If there is ever to be a Sidon Court, I must work tirelessly to earn that honor.

Learnings of the Zora part, Part Seven The Prince and the Swordsman As told by Prince Sidon
The rain always stops...except when it does not. This humorous saying was once repeated wtih a soft chuckle around here. Then, one day, heavy rain started falling in the domain, and no matter how many days passed, it did not cease. Althought the Zora are a water-dwelling sort, we came to miss the warmth of the sun and the dry winds upon our backs. Alas, as fervent as our desire was, we had no means of stopping the cause of this unprecedented disaster. When all had given up hope, I, Sidon, took it upon myself to invite a Hylian to the domain. The young swordsman of few words was named Link. I trusted him at once, sensing great devotion in his eyes. It was immediately clear that my instincts were correct. Thanks to Link, we were able to face the threat head on. Our battle with the source of the disaster was intense, but my newfound friend and I refused to yield until we finally triumphed. Sometimes, written words flow so much more readily than those spoken...
Link, my dearest friend, you are an unparalleled swordsman, and I admire you so very much. He may lack fins and gills, but it matters not. This hero among heroes exudes magnificence tempered with steadiness. Though we are different, our hearts both yearn to serve a higher calling. I learned much from him, and am eternally grateful. As I recall my best friend, it occurs to me that though the rains have ceased, perhaps a true adventure never does.

Learnings of the Zora, Part Eight The Princess of Hyrule As told by Prince Sidon
Once that despicable disaster had ceased to plague Zora's Domain, a distinguised yet humble lady paid us a visit. This young woman who appeared with Link at her side was none other Princess Zelda of the royal family of Hyrule. "I beg forgiveness," she said earnestly. "Because of the royal family, Princess Mipha..." She paused, unable to continue. Small, silent teardrops tumbled down her cheek and hit the floor, one after another, each saying a thousand unspoken words. She gently wiped her eyes and lifted her gaze to meet the king's, speaking kind words of gratitude for Mipha's sacrifice. We knew well that what had transpired was the result of a decision shared by the Zora and by Princess Mipha herself.
There was no need for the princess of Hyrule's apology, and even less so for her sorrow. King Dorephan, along with the rest of the Zora, were moved by the depth of Princess Zelda's sincerity. She had held that unthinkable disaster at bay for nearly 100 years with nothing more than sheer force of her own will. Yet she was not prideful. She dutifully set to work, traveling across Hyrule to secure cooperation for the kingdom's restoration. She was adored by all, yet so humble. She possessed an inner strength that shone like a star in the night sky. I used to think that inner strength could be forged by building physical strength, but now I am not so certain. I feel a strong calling to one day acquire this same sort of strength within myself.

Learnings of the Zora, Anecdote One The Solid Water and the Fluid Spear As told by Prince Sidon
The Zora are not associated with water because of our dwelling place alone. We each also, to varying extents, possess the ability to actually manipulate water. We use this gift for many purposes. We use it to swim faster, to achieve mighty leaps from the waves below, to gather fish, and so much more. For me, the true awakening of this ability that many of my childhood chums already possessed came upon me quite suddenly. One day as I was training at Veiled Falls, the rain slickened my grasp, causing me to drop my spear. I reached to grab it, but it was already too far away. Soon it would fall to the bottom of the cliff, never to be seen again. I knew that I must take hold of it, and at that moment, droplets created a stream extending from my outstretched hand. The water stream twisted and turned until it finally took hold of my falling spear and deftly returned it to my grasp. In that moment, the water was solid and my spear fluid. This sensation forever changed my approach to spearplay. I was reminded of my sister, Mipha, described it...and everything clicked. Water and spear became one. Gaining yet another layer of admiration for my dear sister, I devoted myself to my spear training from then on.

Learnings of the Zora, Anecdote Two The Great Task Entrusted to Me As told by Prince Sidon
I, Sidon, was entrusted with the great task of renovating the Zora stone monuments that had fallen to ruin. There are 11 stone monuments total found in and around Zora's Domain, including the one you are now reading. The former text written by my father, King Dorephan, could not be salvaged, and so sadly it had to be replaced. Despite my royal blood, whispers abound that it is improper for someone my age to write over the king's glorious words. Ah, but do they not realize that it was King Dorephan himself who ordered me to undertake this restoration project? Father says it is not set in stone that I shall be the one to inherit the throne, as it is not a matter of blood alone.
If we ask the eternal skies above whether I am fit to rule, they shall remain silent, and so we must look to our fellow Zora. He urged me to use these monuments to share my learnings and speak to our people straight from my heart. Father is older and wiser than I. His safe advice is a gift. As such, I have inscribed my thoughts upon these 11 stones. I do not know how far-reaching my words shall be, but it is my hope that they will reach whoever needs to hear them most. Until one of my descendants writes over my musings many years from now, I pray they resonate with whoever reads them.
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2023.06.05 07:03 blogswheel Best places to visit in Kullu Manali

Kullu Manali is one of the most visited tourist Places in Himachal Pradesh. Blessed as they are with the snowcapped mountains and attractive rivers and lush valleys, it is no surprise that natural views count as thebest places to visit in Kullu Manali.
  1. Rohtang Pass
  2. Solang Valley
  3. Gulaba
  4. Kothi
  5. Vashist Hot Water Springs
  6. Manikaran
  7. Religion Plus Nature At Naggar
  8. Beas River
  9. Great Himalayan National Park
  10. The Manali Sanctuary-Wild And Beautiful
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2023.06.05 06:49 Stetson_Pacheco Bear spotted at Safeway on hwy 69, later ran across hwy and into Lynx Creek area. P.V.P.D. have warned people to be aware of surroundings if in the area.

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2023.06.05 06:47 blogswheel Best Places to visit in Kashmir

Jammu and Kashmir is known around the world for their scenic attractiveness, snow-capped mountains, abundant wildlife, breathtaking monuments, pleasant people, and handicrafts. Kashmir is undoubtedly one of the most sought-after tourist destinations in India. Here is list of top 15 best places to visit in india
  1. Gulmarg
  2. Sonmarg
  3. Pahalgam
  4. Srinagar
  5. Patnitop
  6. Sanasar
  7. Yusmarg
  8. Kishtwar
  9. Doda
  10. Gurez Valley
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2023.06.05 06:38 19olo What stardew does to a mf

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2023.06.05 06:38 BaseException Rincon Valley/Rincon Mountains

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2023.06.05 06:24 Stunning-Sherbert676 The temptation of wanting to drive back there and send a rock through their window and spread some nails under their tires...

The temptation of wanting to drive back there and send a rock through their window and spread some nails under their tires...
It was a shop order for 12 items. I didnt even miss an item so I have no idea what I did wrong. They even come out of the house being nice accepting the order from me. What would you do in my situation knowing their address still? I really dont get people like this, like we know where they live and they doing this. Some crazy people would hurt them physically/financially.
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2023.06.05 06:03 Blursed-Penguin No Rest for the Wicked 31


Never before had Rapier stood witness to such an enormous fleet mustered in one location. Dozens of assault carriers and troopships, over three hundred battleships and cruisers, and each one of these capital craft were surrounded by ten frigates for close-in defense. This was the Armada of the Small of which Wakizashi spoke.
Rapier gazed out of the bridge, captivated by the shifting lights in the distance. Such a show of force had surely been ordered by Her Dominance herself, but it was grounds for worry. Not since the war against the great machine empire of the Upsilon had a force so large been raised, and for a moment he wondered what that meant about the current conflict. Then, he expunged doubt from his mind. He may have had his misgivings with his immediate superiors, but his faith in his sovereign, like most Poslushi of the day, remained unshaken. If the great Katana II wished it done, it had to be for good reason.
On a somewhat more relieving note, Rapier had been all but relieved of duty. Overbattlematron Dao of the Oxilini Brood had assumed joint command of the fleet with Wakizashi, but the Tethylen and her escorts would remain as the spearhead of their offensive, joined by a strike group of battleships and carriers.
“You know, this is only about a tenth of our might. Even if we subtract ten thousand of our craft for border patrols, ten thousand more for Judge retinues, and a generous twenty thousand for policing, that’s still only a sixth.” Wakizashi explained.
“It’s impressive, I must say.” Rapier replied, antennae standing almost straight with excitement.
“Her Dominance has made it clear that she will not tolerate delays in the campaign from this point forward. She expects to be meeting with me on Earth quite soon. It shouldn’t be a problem; the Armada alone outnumbers the navies of all their nations combined almost two to one.”
“They really number so little? Damn, we could’ve just had the Council of Arbitrators send a Peacekeeper detachment and been done with it!”
Wakizashi chuckled at the prospect. “Would’ve served those yokel people right. Better than the tit-sucking softskins deserved, even.”
Rapier saw one of the Ovinis crewmen give Wakizashi a dirty look when she wasn’t looking. For a moment, he thought to remind her that such anti-mammalian language was not to be used in mixed company, but found that it would be too blunt and too suspicious.
“Though, that does raise the question: what are you planning to do once we win?” Rapier asked out of a mixture of genuine curiosity and a willingness to change the subject.
Wakizashi’s eyes narrowed in thought. “First, I’ll demolish the capitals of the nations of man and build my palace from the stones, as is custom. Then, once mankind has been brought around, I’ll probably have to rekindle their old martial history. The Council will have… issues with the Combine gaining too much from this war.”
“A prudent choice, ma’am, but would the Council bring a coalition to bear against one of its own Tribunals?” Rapier asked. Such a thing had never occurred before, not counting the war that replaced the Psychocracy with the Upsilon in the position of First Tribunal.
“Remember, Rapier, to put nothing beyond our enemies, and even less beyond our friends.”
Rapier tried to remember what the quote was from. “Tribulations of Sunsword?”
“Axioms of the Before, actually. Nasty time, that was.”
Rapier didn’t know much about the Before; it had been a time of great pain that existed before the rise of Sunsword as First Warlord of Poslush, and all information beyond that was restricted to Judge eyes only.
The bridge door hissed open and someone entered with heavy footsteps. Rapier spun in his chair to see Ulo standing just barely on the inside of the doorway. His bright blue plumage quivered on end with excitement.
“Viceroy, Captain-General, commnets are up and running with all craft. 900th through 1210th Mixed Legions are deploying to the surface as we speak, with artillery and armored elements soon to follow. We’ve currently got 30,000 Aerial Knights in Omen’s high atmosphere as well, but I imagine they’ll be suffering high casualties soon. Human air effectiveness is not to be underestimated, ma’am.”
“Oh, don’t be such a pessimist, Captain. I’m sure the Aerial Knights will perform as admirably as they have ever done.”
Rapier envied Ulo at this moment. As he wasn’t the direct subordinate of Wakizashi, she couldn’t punish him for speaking out without overstepping social norms.
“The issue is not one of performance; it’s one of technology and honor. I’m sure you know of the human air forces’ self-steering air torpedoes, and their tendency to attack without warning. If they were to be engaged by our Knights, it is likely that each enemy fighter could inflict significant losses before running out of munitions or being overwhelmed. The Judges of the Squireworlds would not be pleased to see their Knights wasted, ma’am.”
A foul smell permeated the room and Rapier cringed with apprehension. Wakizashi’s voice had a sharp, angered hiss to it. “Well, you can tell the Judges of the Squireworlds that they can write their complaints down, roll them up, and shove them up their cloacae. I am still Viceroy, and the forces they entrust to me will still answer to me. Her Dominance does not tolerate factionalism within her demesne, and neither will I. Understand, Captain?”
Ulo lowered his gaze and tilted his head forward, the closest thing to an apology an Aralu could push aside their pride to give. “Understood, ma’am.”
“Good. Tell Dao that we are ready to proceed with the offensive.” Wakizashi said, shooing Ulo from the room with one hand. Then, she turned to Rapier.
“What do you think, Captain-General? How should we proceed?”
Rapier’s antennae raised in excitement. Ever since she had stung him, she had paradoxically become more open to suggestion. Perhaps she was willing to be more vulnerable before somebody she thought didn’t have the capacity to use such vulnerability against her.
“Well, in this situation, I would suggest a doctrine of combined-arms tactics. The Aerial Knights wrest control of the skies and work in tandem with our artillery to bombard enemy positions, and our armored and infantry columns support one another in rolling over what remains.”
A sweet scent tinged the air once again. “Sound strategies as always, Captain-General. Rally the Driver Caste; I’ve been wanting a human servant ever since this war began.”

“Flush,” Simmons said, laying her cards out on the floor of the barracks. Overjoyed, Pavlov took his turn to show his hand. “Four of a kind, baby!”
“Ugh, two pair,” Sparrow said, facepalming.
Darren, the dealer, took the opportunity to speak. “And the taker of the grand jackpot of two dollars, a novelty stamp, and a free drink when all this is over: Corporal Pavlov!”
Pavlov eyed the stamp greedily, but before he could collect any of his winnings, Darren’s PDA flashed twice and a message appeared on the screen with a loud ding. Darren picked up the tablet and read the message.
From: Capt. Devon McCullough, USSAC, Supreme Headquarters Allied Powers Astral
Get your equipment and proceed to Fort von Richthofen’s helipad for your next assignment. Say your goodbyes; it’s unlikely you will return before the fort has been evacuated.
End transmission.
Darren put the PDA in his bag and said, “Get your gear. We’re leaving.”
“Where to?” Pavlov asked.
“Dunno; it just says to wait for a helicopter.” Darren responded, already donning his ballistic vest and helmet. He picked up his rifle, freshly cleaned and greased, and slung it over his shoulder. A minute of slipping into his boots, adjusting his belt, grabbing his pack, but mostly adjusting his belt later, he was combat-ready and already on his way to the vertiport. The walk was short and the air was brisk and clean, unlike Earth’s cocktail of smog, industrial aerosols, and synthetic ozone that passed for an atmosphere. The place would make a good holiday retreat, as long as CAST won the war first.
The Dark Sparrow lay in wait on the helipad, rotors still spinning. Darren ducked under the blades (such behavior was greatly reinforced after he watched a taller trainee get the top of his head removed during Ranger School) and climbed into the back of the helo, the rest of the platoon close behind. The moment Pavlov, bringing up the rear, got in, the doors slammed shut and the aircraft lifted from the ground. Soon, Fort von Richthofen was nothing but a slowly-shrinking cluster of structures behind them, a little city soon to vanish forever.
The flight was solemn and quiet; the gravity of the situation was clear to everyone for the first time. Normally, someone would step up with a quip or joke to lighten the mood, but it seemed that humor was no longer a viable option. The only noises to occasionally break through the drone of the engines were the occasional report of an artillery piece or the whine of a passing fighter. Darren silently dictated a final address to his mother on a piece of stationery. When the helo came down, he left it with the pilot in case he didn’t return; he couldn’t help but notice several others doing the same.
Darren’s PDA flashed one last time as they emerged atop one side of a steep mountain-rimmed valley, about a hundred feet above the floor of the landform. A column of French and Dutch evacuees had recently passed through, and had managed to goad a more foolhardy Battlematron into sending her forces through the canyon in pursuit. To that end, the platoon, alongside two Marine Raider and one SAS detachment of the same size, would set an ambush for her forces, inflicting as many casualties as they could in hopes of degrading her soldiers’ morale. When the job was done, the four platoons would retreat one after another, the Rangers covering the last of the Marines. Darren chuckled as he imagined what the Marines were thinking about not being last out.
“This is Staff Sergeant Hardwell, 75th Ranger Regiment, requesting sound-off, over.” Darren said, one hand to his ear.
“Sergeant Armstrong in position, over.” a gruff, heavily Scottish voice responded nigh-instantly.
“You’re late to the party. Staff Sergeant Walker and Staff Sergeant Kennedy. You might remember me from that intel raid, over.” another voice with a Brooklyn accent spoke.
It took Darren a minute to remember what he was talking about. “Oh, with the Battlematron Sparrow took a leg off. Yeah, I remember you! How’s Abilene, over?”
“Recovering; some asshole put a Bouncing Betty in our patrol path and she, erm, disarmed it. With her unmentionables. We’re running with a replacement, over.”
“Yeesh.” Darren exclaimed, cupping his hand over his microphone. Looking over, Pavlov looked to be simultaneously horrified and suppressing a laugh.
“Well, that’s all. Let’s try to maintain radio silence; God knows whether or not they’re listening in on us, out.”
“Roger, out.”
“Affirm, out.”
Sighing, Darren clicked off his radio and tried to find a good spot to set up his gun. However, he was immediately interrupted when Pavlov called out, “Hey, they left us a cache!”
Instantly interested, Darren ran over to Pavlov’s side, and sure enough, two large steel crates had been partially buried, bearing the insignia of the French logistics corps. When Pavlov cracked them open, it was like they had struck gold. One crate carried dozens upon dozens of STANAG rifle magazines, and the other contained five anti-material coilguns with enough sabot rounds to put a tank brigade out of commission.
A dark whimsy overtook Darren and he smiled as only someone about to destroy something could. This was going to be fun.
(AN: If you could make a tier list of the various characters, who would go where? Why? Just an interesting way to know where I need to work on characterization [I know I'm not the best at it].

Love 'ya!)
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2023.06.05 04:55 DiscoveryHimalaya The Short Monsoon Treks in Nepal - Easiest Treks in Nepal - Family Treks in Nepal - Ghorepan Poon Hill Trek - Mardi Himal Trek - Langtang Valley Trek - Dhampus Sarangkot Trek - Chisapni Nagarkot Trek - Everest View Trek - Mohare Danda Trek - Trekking in Nepal - Nepal Trekking Packages

The Short Monsoon Treks in Nepal - Easiest Treks in Nepal - Family Treks in Nepal - Ghorepan Poon Hill Trek - Mardi Himal Trek - Langtang Valley Trek - Dhampus Sarangkot Trek - Chisapni Nagarkot Trek - Everest View Trek - Mohare Danda Trek - Trekking in Nepal - Nepal Trekking Packages
Nepal, known for its stunning landscapes and majestic Himalayan peaks, offers a variety of trekking options for adventure enthusiasts. While many treks in Nepal are multi-day expeditions, there are also several shorter treks that allow you to experience the beauty of the region in a shorter period of time. Here are some short monsoon treks in Nepal.
Mesmerizing view from Poon Hill 3210m
  1. Poon Hill Trek: The Poon Hill Trek is a popular short trek in the Annapurna region. It typically takes about 4-5 days to complete and offers incredible views of the Annapurna and Dhaulagiri mountain ranges. During the monsoon season, the lush greenery and blooming rhododendron forests make this trek even more enchanting.
  2. Ghorepani Poon Hill Trek: Similar to the Poon Hill Trek, the Ghorepani Trek is another short trek in the Annapurna region. It usually takes around 5-6 days to complete and takes you through beautiful villages, terraced fields, and dense forests. The trail offers panoramic views of the Annapurna and Machhapuchhre (Fishtail) peaks.
  3. Langtang Valley Trek: The Langtang Valley Trek is a relatively short trek that can be completed in about 7-8 days. Located close to Kathmandu, this trek takes you through the Langtang National Park, showcasing stunning landscapes, rhododendron forests, and the traditional Tamang culture. Despite being a monsoon trek, the Langtang region receives less rainfall compared to other parts of Nepal.
  4. Helambu Trek: The Helambu Trek is another short trek near Kathmandu that can be completed in about 6-7 days. This trek offers a mix of beautiful landscapes, traditional villages, and Buddhist monasteries. During the monsoon season, the trail is adorned with colorful flowers and cascading waterfalls.
  5. Mardi Himal Trek: The Mardi Himal Trek is a lesser-known but breathtaking trek in the Annapurna region. It usually takes around 5-6 days to complete. The trail takes you through lush forests, terraced fields, and high ridges with close-up views of the Annapurna and Machhapuchhre mountains.
It's important to note that the monsoon season in Nepal, which generally spans from June to September, brings heavy rainfall and cloudy conditions. Therefore, it's advisable to be prepared for rain, leeches, and occasional flight delays due to weather conditions. It's recommended to check with local trekking agencies and guides for the most up-to-date information and to ensure your safety during the trek.
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2023.06.05 02:34 ReallyNotSmart There’s a treasure in the depths at the pinned location, but because of the river I can’t get to it. Advice?

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2023.06.05 02:26 Ktm6891 Mountain laurel are beginning to bloom (Pine Creek Valley)

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2023.06.05 02:08 SWGeek826 2.5 weeks in Germany as an American

American here (31M, Los Angeles). Just got back from a 2.5-week solo trip to Germany. This was my first visit there, so I wanted to share my experience.
I stayed in the following cities:
I also took day trips to the following places:
Some general thoughts:
Overall, I had a great trip! Very glad I got to explore Germany and would love to see more of it (Hamburg, Heidelberg, Cologne, etc.). Thank you for making an American feel welcome!
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2023.06.05 02:07 SWGeek826 2.5 weeks in Germany as an American

American here (31M, Los Angeles). Just got back from a 2.5-week solo trip to Germany. This was my first visit there, so I wanted to share my experience.
I stayed in the following cities:
I also took day trips to the following places:
Some general thoughts:
Overall, I had a great trip! Very glad I got to explore Germany and would love to see more of it (Hamburg, Heidelberg, Cologne, etc.). Thank you for making an American feel welcome!
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2023.06.05 01:12 Professional-Eye8981 A beautiful day for a ride.

A beautiful day for a ride.
Did a strenuous (at least for me) loop around the tail end of Chuckanut Mountain - 53 miles, 3200 feet of elevation gain. The weather was superb, the scenery was magnificent, and the traffic was cooperative. Good all around.
Start/end at the red marker; counterclockwise direction of travel.
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2023.06.05 01:09 Personal-Door-2195 In my bathroom in East Valley AZ

In my bathroom in East Valley AZ
It flies. Doesn’t seem to be aggressive
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2023.06.05 00:37 FieryatHeart My crawler sightings

My first sighting happened when I was around 17. I live in the PNW and at the time this happened I was living in a suburban setting however our city is still surrounded by trees and mountains so it's basically current suburbia within a valley of surrounding mountains and woods. I was eating dinner in the living room and looking out at the neighborhood, specifically a house that was constantly surrounded by bright lights thst were ALWAYS on at night, it had been that way since we moved in 3 years prior to this incident. It was around evening and I had felt a compulsion to glance at the roof and to my horror I saw some spindly-pale-naked human looking thing move LIKE A GECKO across this literally lasted only a moment. I panicked and tried to do research about what the hell I just saw but at the time I didn't know about reddit and I could only gleam some info I found to be a tad credible about crawlers through various internet articles. The second time I was 21 and I was going to the bathroom at dawn. My family had this crappy habit of leaving the bathroom window open so as I was looking out the open window facing out at our backyard that had a patch of trees I saw the same thing I glanced on the roof 4 years ago, ( There was a street light but it only faced on the front yard, not the back). I just, again, felt compelled to look at the trees and bc I have light eyes and didn't have the bathroom light on I saw a crawler very very close to the house, it had wrapped itself around the tree and was turning itself to look at me, it was tall, around 7 feet, and very spindly with a bald, big head with yellowish-orange eyes. I remember when I researched them that they hated light. After finishing up my business while keeping my eyes on it ( I'm a girl peeing is a whole ritual lol), I kept my breathing under control and flicked on the bathroom light, then went up to the window to close it and lock it shut. The entire time it just kept watching me as I kept my eyes on it until I left. I've told this story a few times but no one has believed me except my brother bc he's also seen one and pointed me in the direction of the crawler cryptid stuff. I wish you all the best and if you got this far I appreciate you reading it.
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