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Just did my first ride ever. Borrowed my uncles ktm 1190 while he rode his multistrada Enduro. Followed portions of the New Mexico BDR
2023.06.05 05:36 sahhhhhhhhhdude Just did my first ride ever. Borrowed my uncles ktm 1190 while he rode his multistrada Enduro. Followed portions of the New Mexico BDR
Furthest I ever rode before this was 200 miles on a gsxr 600. This total route was 9am Friday until 11pm monday.
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2023.06.05 05:19 imtheguy1990 Worse than divorce…
I got divorced a year ago, after an 11 year marriage. I was devastated at first, but realized it was for the best. I took about a year to get to discover myself after that and then decided that it wasn’t what I wanted to be alone, so I downloaded a few dating apps, without many expectations figuring what the heck.
I matched with a lady on Stir, one that’s made for parents. After chatting for a day on there we traded numbers, and talked on the phone that night. This was the beginning of January. We constantly everyday texted, and several times a week would talk on the phone. This girl checked all the boxes that I was looking for and more. She had a difficult past, but who the heck doesn’t? We didn’t even meet in person, despite my asking, for about 3 months. It wasn’t until she started having a bad custody dispute with the father of her kids, and the kids went to their dads for a while. She called me up crying and said she needed my support, so I got a sitter for mine and got there to be there for her. Other complications I can’t quite go into, but I was there for her that night. Nothing inappropriate, we walked around Home Depot, and then got dinnedrinks. She did kiss me, but that’s as far as it went as I knew she was emotionally distraught.
We continued talking, after that. Her kids were then with their dad in a different state. One Friday she said she wanted to do something, so I took her on a date to a restaurant she had mentioned she wanted to go to Downtown. After, I went to take her home, and she asked to go back to my place, so we stopped and got a bottle of wine, and headed back. We talked for hours, sipping on wine. She looked at me and said she decided she wanted to stay, and kissed me, and we got intimate. After, we stayed up and listened to the music we were both into for hours. She stayed the night. The next morning after sleeping in I took her home. After a few hours she texted me and asked me to pick her back up and wanted to spend more time with me. So we spent the iight at my place again. The next day I took her home again. She texted me till the next day, Monday, and then went silent.
I heard from her that late night (3am) where she told me that her mom (who she was living with) kicked her out and she went to a hotel. I couldn’t get out of my head why she hadn’t just come back to my place… but it’s her prerogative so whatever. Then she proceeded to not talk to me until Friday when I asked her how her week went. She texted me back saying how she wasn’t ready for a relationship, which must seem confusing because of last weekend, and all she wanted to be was friends. I was super disappointed, but loved her as a person, so I said sure. This was the middle of April.
We got together and went on walks, went to restaurants that week as friends. I’m happy for the companionship. That Friday she had agreed to go to a work even with me as my +1, and she still went, as a friend. After, we ended up at a bar and may have gotten drunk and she gave me a gummy, so we were high as well. She said that even though she told me that we could only be friends, she didn’t want to say never would it be a relationship, and she still had feelings for me. It lit a fire in my heart. That evening we got an Uber back to my place (she was too far gone to go back to her moms) and she ended up sleeping in me bed and snuggling me all night. Nothing sexual. That next morning she thanked me and said how nice it was to feel cared for by someone else. I took her home that morning.
Over the next few weeks we met each others kids, going to the zoo, out to eat, and to a trampoline park. It was amazing. I even met her mom, and gave her mom a gift to give her on Mother’s Day. I got a text on Mother’s Day saying thank you and how amazing I was and how I didn’t have to do it. I know I didn’t have to, but I wanted to show her that someone appreciated her for being a mom.
The next day she all of a sudden was on a trip with a “friend” in a city a few hours away. No big deal, I was just surprised since she hadn’t mentioned it to be two days before where we were together. The next day, still with the “friend” in a couple other cities. Third day another one. Some things clicked and I asked her if she was vacationing with her ex-fiancé. She said she was, and they had been talking about what it would be like to be back together for the last month… she’s even going to Hawaii with him in a few weeks…
She then proceeded to tell me that I was too sweet for her. How she only ever viewed me as a friend. How she never even considered us as being together…FUCK. It messed me up. I had that glimmer that was shattered. I can’t get over this girl. I had fallen for her. I loved her. I met her kids and loved them. My kids loved her. Now she’s moving back to another state with her old fiancée. I never even felt suicidal when I went through a divorce, but I have several times. It sucks. It’s been 3 weeks and I’m barley feeling better. I sent her a text 2 weeks in and am pretty sure she blocked me.
I’m devastated. I can’t help but think I’ll never find someone like her again. I feel like I have so much love to give, and no one is ever going to want it. I just want someone to love me like I love them. I feel useless. I know I’m not, but it’s how it feels. I’m in therapy, I do everything recommended by people. I still feel like shit. Why do people have to suck so much? 😞
This wasn’t all the details of the story obviously, but felt the need to vent. And even this was long. What the hell do I do…?
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2023.06.05 01:42 Crafty-Roof-6630 Best area to stay for 2 day LA trip?
Planning a 2 day trip to LA. Wondering what would be a good area to stay? I mainly want to do the tourist things (walk of fame, Walt Disney concert hall). I'm not really interested in the beaches, so Venice/Santa Monica doesn't seem like a good fit. I was thinking downtown (perhaps citizen M hotel) but seems close to skid row and have heard mixed things.
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2023.06.05 01:19 jiminak Smukfest 2023 info for visiting Americans?
Hello! My family will be visiting Denmark in late July. There are three of us: my wife and daughter (16yo) and myself. One of our favorite bands is playing at Smukfest on Wednesday, August 2. We are staying in Aarhus for a couple of nights at a hotel downtown near the transit station and want to go see the band. I’ve been using google for a while to try to find my answers, but I’m not having a whole lot of luck even with website translators.
I’m hoping the fine people of Denmark
can help me out with a few answers to questions I have not yet resolved:
- What is the best way to get from Aarhus to the festival and back for a day trip? Is there routine bus service, or maybe a train? Will I need to rent a car? If I rent a car, will there even be parking?
- Do I need to buy tickets for each band, or is there a “day pass” type of ticket to see anyone playing on that day? (I have bought tickets for the specific band on stubhub, but I’m hoping I did not get scammed - the tickets “will be mailed”).
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2023.06.05 00:33 all_the_gravy 6/3/23
So this is my dream journal
Last night was anxiety. There was the weird hotel and I was switching rooms so me and David could room together. The hotel wasn't quite the creep motel near Start nor was it the swan Maumee Bay hotel but a mix but closer to Maumee.Then I was in Cleveland I called it. The streets looked like rainbow road from Mario kart. And I had to drive vertically, and I started to. And I thought if everyone else can drive this so can I buy I wanted to turn around. Jonny was with me and he said he understood if I had to, we were going to some breakfast place for Jonny. But I decided it was scarier to turn around than to finish it. I can't remember if I finished the road. Awake I realize the bridge to Detroit in my dreams is also very steep but I had never considered pulling of on that. There were some downtown scenes with the same weird bar and hills bigger than Toledo has.
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2023.06.04 22:07 Cheoky Tokyo/Kyoto Itinerary for July 12-21
I will be going to Japan with my SO in July. This will be my 3rd time and his first. I have been to Tokyo, but not Kyoto. We definitely enjoy eating and exploring. Below is my itinerary. Please let me know if I am missing an integral experience. Any and all comments are appreciated.
July 12 (Wed)
- Arrive at 8PM at Haneda Aiport
- Limobus to Keio, est arrival 10:30PM
- Late dinner at Sushi Zanmai in Shinjuku (looks like it is 24hr or open late)
July 13 (Thursday)
- Fuunji Tsukemen (my favorite type of noodle!), we will go 1.5 hrs before opening
- Yoyogi Park
- Meiji Shrine and museum
- Shibuya Crossing
- Dinner at Harutaka
July 14 (Friday)
- Lottery for lower deck in Toyosu, get there at 5AM and try for a spot at Sushi Dai
- Watch tuna auction
- Tsukiji outer market for shopping
- Unitora vs Gyukatsyu lunch
- Dinner somewhere in Omoide Yoshoko, would love any yakitori recs
- Night out in Golden Gai with sake
July 15 (Saturday)
- Nakiryu Ramen
- Toyko Station
- Kyubey Ginza or Keio
July 16 (Sunday)
- Shin Udon brunch
- Shinkansen to Kyoto early afternoon
- Check in Cross Hotel Kyoto
- Yoiyama night market and dinner at the stalls
July 17 (Monday)
- Gion Matsuri all morning
- Tendon Makino Lunch
- Explore Gion and Higashiyama districts
- Dinner ??? Yudofu recommendations?
July 18 (Tuesday)
- Early bird tour 6:30AM - Fushimi Inari-taisha Shrine > Kinkakuji Temple > Arashiyama
- Lunch in Arashiyama
- Coffee and explore small streets in downtown Kyoto, Shijo-dori
- Dinner at Ogata
July 19th (Wednesday)
- Nishiki market for brunch
- Yukata rental, photos
- Recommendations? We could also use this as a rest day
- Hirokawa Unagi
July 20 (Thursday)
- Earliest train to Tokyo
- Tsujihan Kaisendon brunch
- Drop off luggage at luggage locker at Tokyo Station
- Warner Bros Harry Potter Tour
- Tempura Kondo dinner
- Check in Haneda Royal Park Hotel
July 21 (Friday)
- Early flight back home :(
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2023.06.04 20:17 No-Care6059 My Longhorn Brothers & Sisters, dish me a little advice
I've finally gotten up the guts and booked a short trip to Austin for the Longhorns game against Kansas State on 4th November. Excited doesn't cover it. I've largely blown my affordability out of the water with the flights being expensive so I need advice on tickets. Is there any huge difference in sitting in any of sections 111-121 or 101-109? Obviously the latter is about 20 dollars for expensive and sideline but is there any great difference in atmosphere etc between the two?
Side note, if anyone knows anyone running a hotel downtown and can call in a favour, now would be the time...
Also, didn't mention, I'm coming from the UK for it with one of my mates. We're both long time Longhorn fans.
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2023.06.04 18:57 Kraphtuos968 Selling 2-Day GA x 1 and Fox Den Camping x 1
Just learned I can't make it to BWPNW this year. I paid $471.94 for both tickets including fees and would accept $430 OBO for both. I'm in Boise Idaho, so I would be willing to meet in person if you're within 30 miles or so. Otherwise I'm happy to comply with the moderators' requests for additional proof. I read somewhere that Frontgate can be used to make a secure transfer. Anyway thanks everyone!
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2023.06.04 17:43 Rude_Barracuda1736 FHR Washington DC
Hey Guys, looking to book a 3 night stay - was thinking of staying between the Conrad or the Watergate downtown DC. Any experiences with either? Any other hotels I should consider?
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2023.06.04 15:51 PhotonBath How empty is downtown, really?
I used to travel to your beautiful city frequently, and learned it pretty well. The last time I was there was 2018. I'm visiting SF in July, looking into hotels. Most of the places to stay are around Union Square. Pre-pandemic, that area was fine but always a few blocks away from a bad scene. Basically I'd avoid the Tenderloin.
I keep reading news about San Francisco having the "emptiest downtown in the U.S." right now. I'm not surprised to learn the numbers of unhoused have increased, or that most people are working from home. I'm wondering if this combo makes the Union Square area a bad place to stay now? Is this news hype or a real issue?
To be clear, I live in a big east coast city, we are experiencing many of the same problems. Our city has been rumored to be dying since 2020 and it is very much still alive. I'm not scared of my shadow here, but I also don't want to stay someplace that will be unpleasant or unsafe. This is the first time we've been able to take a trip in a few years, and I'd like to stay someplace nice while enjoying the walkability and public transit options of San Francisco.
Thanks for any constructive advice or experiences you have.
EDIT: Thanks everyone for the thoughts and recommendations, I appreciate it. It was a good reality check.
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2023.06.04 13:19 saintsweatshirt [RF] A Man of Some Renown
The Order of Prince Yaroslav the Wise, fifth class, is the highest rank a Ukrainian foreign national can achieve. Its newest inductee is back home in Florida and has been in the shower so long he’s lost track of time. His feel for the present moment will return in about thirty seconds when the hot water runs out. His hair has been both shampooed and conditioned. His body throughly soaped. It’s the shower’s warm solitude he cannot leave. There is plenty to do today; an interview at a radio station at eleven, lunch with his sponsor, an early dinner at his mom’s pastor’s. All of them want to know more about his experience overseas, they want to know how the war is progressing, they want to hear how he went from Highland Hills High School to war hero. What they don’t want to hear, what David does not want to hear, is how cold his new found notoriety makes him feel. Before can explore his melancholy any further, the hot water goes. The steam rising above the shower clears as a lukewarm solution rinses the remaining soap and warmth off David’s body. He remembers taking similarly cold showers in Ukraine, and how happy he was to have them. It’s shocking how clean a man can get with a half full bucket of water and a couple of towels.
“Ah look at Abie! Clean enough for a Russian bitch.” says Bone in his thick provincial accent. Words David can’t remember Bone actually saying or they only sound like something he would say. Sitting around waiting for mechanics, waiting on orders, waiting on food, waiting on the Russians to start shooting, David didn’t know war could be so boring. The only thing Bone said he liked more than killing Russians was fucking them. The rest of the guys in the platoon knew Bone was probably lying, but he was their instructor, and they were the international volunteers, so he was never questioned. He was the only person in their platoon who spoke Russian and Ukrainian and English. One guy, this kid from Belgium, called Bone a cunt after failing to pull the pen on a grenade during a training exercise, and Bone gave it to him.
“What is this? You do not have to pull pens in Belgium? Or do you like to give your enemies the grenade so they can throw it back?” said Bone. He then effeminately ran around the kid saying, “Here Mr. German. Take my grenade. They are loud and I am afraid.” Bone comes back to his real voice. “Killing Russians is no different than driving a truck. It is your job. Don’t think. Don’t be like this Belgian. Pull the pin. Kill Russians.” The Belgian kid said something to Bone but no one knew what it was because no one spoke French. This didn’t stop Bone from hitting him in the face so hard it broke his nose. The kid quit later that day, and Bone got written up which David told him is like a kid being put in timeout during a house invasion.
“What is this time out?” Bone asked.
The water is cold so David gets out. In the kitchen his mother goes over the day’s itinerary again, just to be thorough she adds.
“Do you know where you are going David? No, sorry. Do you know where you are going Abie?” she asks as David grabs a breakfast banana.
“You know parking can be difficult downtown. Be sure to take quarters for the meter.”
“And be sure to be yourself. I hope they are nice to you. You know how the media likes to spin things these days. I don’t think they are too liberal but don’t let them put words in your mouth. If they ask you something you don’t want to answer, you just say ‘No comment'. You just tell your story. You are a hero. And then you’ll meet with Fred, and then dinner at Pastor's. Be there at four. If it’s ok with you I’m going to bring the medal. Pastor will want to see it. He’s a big fan of Zelensky.”
“Ok. Enough doting. That’s all you’re getting out to me today. Are you excited? Isn’t this exciting? News Radio 950 is doing a story about you. They want to hear about their local war hero…and that’s you. Give me a hug and get going before you are late.”
In his car, David listens to Domination by Pantera at full volume. The heavy riffs, screaming and terrifying drums raise his spirit. Bone used to play it all the time. David hasn’t prepared anything for save his memory of his time in Ukraine. Perhaps Bone is giving an interview somewhere? You didn’t do anything wrong, he tells himself as he opens the station’s door. Inside he finds an attractive, young woman named Sara who has been emailing him for the past several weeks.
“Nice to officially meet. Right this way.”
David does his best not to stare at her as she leads him through corridor of offices and hallways.
“She looks nice. Go into an office with her.” says Bone.
“We’ve all been looking forward to having a more in-depth conversation with you. Our programming producer, who is also named David, will be asking you most of the questions. But I begged him to let me ask some too, so you might say I will also be interviewing you. I hope that’s ok?”
Sara’s blonde hair folds into a neat part on the left side of her head. David pictures her styling it in her bathroom, in a bathrobe. It’s been a while since he has smelled perfume. He found a bottle in an abandoned apartment in Zaporizhzhia and kept it. It had some Chinese lettering he couldn’t read, but it smelt nice. Some of the guys teased him when they found it saying he was going to attract Russian because he smelt like an Asian. Sara’s perfume smells expensive and French. She introduces him to David the producer and the three of them find three seats on the end of a conference room table. Sara sits on the same side as David. After introductions, David starts the interview by saying even though he is not sure exactly when the piece will air, he is certain it will before the end of the month. He then adds something about how David is a hero for doing what he did.
“So tell us how you found yourself in Ukraine?”
“Well it was pretty easy really. I went online and volunteered for the IVB, that was the name of my unit, the International Volunteer Brigade. I don’t think I talked to a real person until I booked my flight to Poland. It was mostly just forms I was filling out online. So yeah it was pretty easy. So I landed in Krakow and my recruiter picked me up. I stayed in a hotel for a few days while we waited on a couple more guys to show up. One was from Spain, another from Portugal. The Portuguese guy never showed, or if he did he didn’t come with us. I guess he could have volunteered with another outfit. I guess that’s the thing about the war I didn’t really expect. We were always just kinda losing people. And I don’t mean they were killed, although a lot of them were. I mean guys would just be with you one minute and gone the next. And then you’d find them a week later and I go, ‘Where have you been?’ ‘Oh I’ve been in Dnipro’ or ‘Oh I got picked up by the Regs.’ It was crazy. The only place where that didn’t happen was the front.”
“Who do you mean by ‘the Regs?’” asks David.
“The regular army. The Ukrainians. The good guys we were there to help. Sometimes they would be short a man so they’d just nab one of the volunteers. That was a bad gig. The Ukrainians wanted their most motivated guys fighting in the worst places. I only had to do it a couple of times, but…it was not something I did and wanted to do again. ”
David rubs his hand over his arm. He can’t smell the hot blonde anymore, only trench dirt and gun oil. The soil of Donetsk had a deep brown color to it he always enjoyed. Even with snipers supposedly in the area, digging was one of his favorite jobs. The earth smelled vibrant, full of worms and nitrogen and reminded him of his granddad, coming in from a day of field work, his jeans and boots caked in a rich layer of his land.
“So tell us what is it like being a hometown celebrity?” asks Sara. “You’re from here so people already know you, but what’s it like now? I mean now, gosh, everyone i know has been talking about this kid from Highland who won a medal from Zelensky. Did you get to bring it by the way? You were on the national news. It was NBC, but still…”
A bouquet of scents and questions. David looks across the room and sees Bone sitting with a heavy slouch in a chair at the other end of the conference table. He looks rough; still alive but not by much. He sits holding his side, his chin on his chest.
“It’s neat I guess. I walk down the street and people call my name. I take lots of pictures with people. Everyone is really nice. I felt like I was kinda a wallflower before.It’s something I think lots of people think about experiencing. I know I did, I just never thought it would be for this.”
“What did you want to be when you were a boy?” asks Sara.
“I don’t know. The normal stuff; doctor, fireman, my Dad was in sales, so not that. I think about it a lot. I think mostly I just wanted to be good. I didn’t like getting into trouble.”
“Oh my gosh, I was the exact same.” says Sara. Then durning her boss she adds “David, I don’t know if you knew this about me and this David, but we actually went to Highland High at the same time. I was a senior when you would have been a freshman, but I swear I remember you. I thought you were cute.”
“Don’t be trying to steal my assistant Dave. Can I call you Dave?”
Bone perks up and tells them to call him Abie
“Ok so let’s get back on track. You’re over there, you’re fighting Russians, you’re helping the Ukrainians, can you tell us, what was that like?”
“What is war like?”
“Yeah the war, but you’re doing a good thing. You volunteered to help an oppressed people, to fight against tyranny, something I think our listeners think our government should have done a long time ago. But while our President sits on his ass, you bravely go do the thing that needs be done. God it must have been exhilarating, but I don’t know, I don’t want to put words in your mouth.”
Bone lays his head back on the desk and says something David can’t quite make out but thinks he knows what his commander is saying.
“What?” asks David.
“It’s a Ukrainian word I learned while over there. It means purpose, but more than just doing a job, it’s your calling. It’s a word the priests with the beards use a lot. Everyday I knew exactly what was expected of me and what I could expect from everyone around me. I had clarity for the first time in my life. I felt like I could see for miles in every direction, like sitting on the roof watching all the cars going by.”
Bone stands up out of his chair and walks out of the office.
“Even when I was scared I knew that was to be expected. And when I was tired, I knew that too was to be expected. And when I was hungry, and wet, and cold, and angry enough to kill. I knew that too was to be expected because war is a cauldron. Everything gets boiled into a singularity. It’s terrifying but also pretty damn motivating. What sucks is that I can already feel everything starting to get cloudy again.”
Leaning his belly against the table, David leans in to ask his next question as if he does not want to be heard.
“Did you, you know…and this will be off the record…did you kill anyone else?”
Sara places her empty hand on the table, an offering for David to hold should his answer prove too much. But David knows the answer is not too much for his has thought of little else.
“Nope. Just the one.”
After another few minutes of hearing how brave he has been, how proud his family must be and how grateful the station is to have him come in, the interview is over. The producer shakes David’s hand and Sara walks him out. She mentions that friends of her’s are going to a new bar in the Depot and suggests David should come too. He says he can come but it will be late because he has dinner plans. “That’s ok. I’ll be there pretty late.”
Only a few blocks from the radio station, David pulls into a Waffle House parking lot. There is condensation on the windows of the building and cigarette butts near the door. Nothing here breathes well, David notes. Inside he finds his old sponsor sitting at booth by himself. David sees Fred before Fred sees him and for a moment considers leaving. However, he sees Bone sits in the corner of the restaurant, smiling and looking to flirt with a chubby waitress with grown sons.
“How the hell are you Abie?” says Fred. No turning back now.
“Sober for today.”
The pair order eggs, toast and bacon. The cook makes each of them a waffle on the house after recognizing David. He finishes his plate before Fred can finish a piece of toast. Meals happen quick on the battlefield and David can’t seem to slow himself down long to enjoy his food. Bone is no longer in the corner. David sees him moving around the room; following an old lady into the restroom. He comes out with a grotesque look on his face. “That little woman took the biggest shit I’ve ever seen! Abie, come and look at it. It won’t flush. Call in a drone strike. We are going to have to pull back!”
“So” says Fred, “Mr. War Hero, how are you really? You’ve got recognition, a war recommendation, you’re doing interviews, you still got your sobriety. Life seems to be going well, but…”
“How I am really?” When he was in NA Fred could always sniff out if he was high. As his sponsor that was his job, but David never liked it. I know you say you’re fine, but how are your really. Effective, but crude. Fred taps his finger to the tip of his nose. Bingo kid. David looks around the room for Bone but doesn’t find him.
“I’m good man. Things are going well. Everyone always asks me how I’m doing, but I’m really fine. I honestly don’t feel much different than when I left. Same shit different day you know? Girls come up to me now, so that’s different I guess. So…yeah…things are good. Still sober. No real temptation to go back down that road. Been working the Steps since I got back. Doing the work. I didn’t even think about getting high when I was over there. I’m serious. Not once. I’ve got a therapist that I’m seeing. She’s really smart. And I get to see her for free. It’s part of some rehabilitation program from the federal government. I’m moving out of my Mom’s soon. I found an apartment through the church she goes to. There is a guy there who owns a bunch of places and he hooked me up with a really nice place for really cheap. He gave us a really good deal on it. The same guy said I could come work for him too when I felt I was ready. He has a real estate business and said he is always looking for new realtors. With my story, he told me, he thinks I could to really well.”
Bone sits in the booth next to Fred. His face his clean, empty. Without blinking, moving or saying anything he stares at David; human mirror he is unsure is alive or dead, in a Waffle House in Florida or an expensive dirty tank in Ukraine.
“But then I think, do I really wanna use my story to sell real estate? Some douchebag buys an apartment I’m selling him because I killed a Russian general. That’s not why I went over there. And who would even ask me to that? They don’t know what it was like. They make it seem like going over there was no big deal, that killing generals is something that happens all the time, or that the war is going well. Really man, I got so lucky with that shot. I’ve had trained snipers tell me they probably couldn’t hit a target at that range. But I did. I did that and I know I could never do it again. Even if I could, I don’t know if I’d want to. I didn’t know that guy. I mean I now know a bunch of stuff about him, but it’s only what I’ve been told. They told me that he supported Putin from the beginning and that a lot of the war planning was his idea. Ok. If you say so Bone. But I looked this guy up, he has a wikipedia page, and a wife, and kids, probably grandkids. I don’t know if his family is proud of him or not, but I know they will never see him again. And then just the charade of it all. So I got to meet the Ukrainian War Minister, Zelensky’s right hand man. Still not worth it. There’s just nothing noble or romantic about it. It’s all just a cold, black hole that runs on death and killing and for some reason you have to look at it…at least I do. I suppose I thought at some point I would see something. Never did though.”
Bone breaks his stare and cracks a smile.
“And for who, for what Fred? What is going to happen when all of this is over other than the same thing that happens after every war. A cabal of erudite assholes are going to meet in an overly secure room in the Netherlands and draw a new line in between Ukraine and Russia which is exactly what those same assholes did seventy years ago, and seventy years before that, and in seventy years we’ll do the same thing all over again. Wash, rinse and repeat. That line makes about as much sense as the first day of Spring. Sure, there is an official first day of Spring, March 20th or whatever, but we all know that there was some really warm days before the 20th and there is going to be some real cold days afterwards. But the 20th is the official day. It doesn’t make Spring happen. It just kinda helps sense out of a blurry situation. It wasn’t two days after getting there I realized the whole thing is so complicated. Half the regs were guys who had either lived in Russia at some point, gone to school there mostly, or had family living there. It felt like trying to break up a fight at a family reunion, only everyone is holding ARs as they argue about whether or not the 20th is the first day of Spring. The conflict goes back so far you can’t make out the start. And the profiteering my god, that’s what really gets me. Just like that asshole who wants to use the war to sell real estate, all the arms manufacturers who are pouring guns and bullets and tanks into Ukraine, propping this war machine so they can win another government contract. It’s sick. The people running those companies have the first available seat in hell. And Putin too. He started this whole mess. First him, then a nice row of CEOs and shareholders, that’s who I want to in hell. And there is never talk of any alternative. None. Not even a whisper. Just two sides trying to exhaust the other for a better seat at the bargaining table.”
Bone gets up to leave, but not before stretching his back, revealing a large, dark red stain in his uniform, just above his waist line.
“So here I am in all my hometown glory.” says David, “The renown Prince of the Order of the Ukrainian Shit-Show.”
There is a wet spot on David’s pants which he is not sure how it got there. He looks at Bone who is already out the door and running down the street. It’s ok, David thinks to himself, I know where he is going. ———————————————— At the 7-11 next to Waffle House David buys two tall boys and two shots of Jack. He pours the whiskey into the cans and kills the second one as he pulls into Pastor’s driveway where several Mercedes, Teslas and BMWs are parked. David clears his throat, spits into the bushes and unwraps a stick of gum. He enters the house after two hard knocks.
“Oh I think that is him.” David hears his mom say after shutting the large, dark front door. She comes around the corner of the corridor to tell him he is late and to take his shoes off.
“But my socks don’t match.”
“Well take those off too! Pastor just put down new carpet.”
“Ah well, since there is new carpet involved. Let’s not walk on the new carpet.”
The rest of the dinner party comes around the corridor in their socks. Each of them personally thanks David for coming and for his service. The men shake his hand. The women all give him hugs. By the end of introductions David has met two bankers, two retirees, and handful of housewives, as well as two more pastors and their wives. Bone is the last to shake his hand. He tells Abie he smells like old lady perfume. Elenor, Pastor’s wife, takes David’s arm, sliding her’s underneath his, leading him into their recently renovated kitchen. The rest of the group follows.
“Well dinner is almost ready. As we wait, why don’t you tell us about Ukraine.”
“Leave him alone Ellie,” says Pastor, “maybe he’s tired of talking about it.”
“I don’t mind.” says Abie. “I don’t mind telling people about blowing some Russian guy’s head off.”
“It’s ok Mom. Yeah so I saw this column of tanks approaching our trench, which ran parallel to this road running west outta Horlivka. I don’t think they knew it was there, or if they did know, they sure as shit didn’t know we were in it, which was weird because we’d been trading fire with them all day. We were all scared shitless. It was only me and Jizzy and Bone. Right Bone? Oh yeah, it wasn’t Jizz it was that kid from Croatia. The one who fucking just ran off one day. I don’t remember his name. Anyways, Bone tells us to all be real still, play like we are dead. So this entire tank column passes by us. Takes for fucking ever. Couldn’t have been more than an hour, but it felt like ten. Finally it starts to let up you know, the last tank passes. So Bone takes the radio and tries to find a spot to call it in. As he is doing that I see the last tank, which was what Bone, about four hundred yards from us? Anyway, he comes to a stop, and out pops the unluckiest son of bitch in the whole war. The General gets out to take a piss, I take aim, figuring I’ll just scare him. And yeah. Bam. Headshot. He didn’t feel a thing; killed him with his dick in his hand. Speaking of which…if you will excuse me.”
“The bathroom is back down the hallway, first door on your left.” says Pastor.
“Is it a full bath?” ask Abie.
No one looks him in the eye, no one except Bone and Pastor. The bathroom has been redone in the same tile as the kitchen. David takes off his clothes, turns the steel knob in the shower to red, sits one floor and waits for the water to get warm.
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2023.06.04 10:47 Meniters Italy Milano (Februrary 2023)
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We went to Milan for 2 days . It was spontaneous and we reserved a hotel.When we got there at 3am it turned out that we thougth that we have reserved another hotel.We had a lot of problems checking in.The hotel was very Bad, but it was worth it, because the city is very beautiful. There are many points worth seeing. The stand is perfect for shopping. It was a nice experience there. I recommend the city to you, but look for a better hotel than we did. Downtown
2023.06.04 10:14 _austinball_ How do I make Canada’s flag look better? How should I adjust the lines?
2023.06.04 10:10 raygun-gothfox Every room in this rural Idaho hotel had its own notebook, full of drawings from previous visitors.
2023.06.04 08:56 DoctorNsara Magic Bands worth it in Disneyland Anaheim?
So I am staying at a hotel and spending several days at the parks but I also don't want to charge our hosts who are paying for the rooms for our food expenses. With that being the case are magic bands worth the money? I know they do significantly less on the West Coast park.
Are the show interactions and statue things that interesting or common? It's super disappointing that you can't just use the magic band as a nfc pay thing linked to a phone (not a room key).
Also what good places at downtown Disney stock magic bands? Might as well buy em the day we check in but don't enter the park.
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2023.06.04 06:10 Isanbard [R1S] San Francisco Bay Area -> Illinois: Part III
Well, I'm weary and tired, I've done my day's riding Nighttime is rolling my way The sky's all on fire and the light's slowly fading Peaceful and still ends the day Part 1 Part 2
—John Denver, "Song of Wyoming"
When last we left our intrepid explorers, they were camped at Buckland Flats near Salt Lake City. Driving down from Buckland Flats in the early morning, Nibbler and I are tired, but wanting to make some good headway into the trip. It's been an exhausting trip so far. The camping is fun, but when mixed with 400-500 mile travel days, it begins to wear on you.
According to my calculations (i.e. guesses), I think we can make it well into Wyoming before needing to charge again. And surely most cities in WY will have charging stations, even if they aren't the 3-lightning-bolt ones.
Okay, so I was wrong.
We roll into Rock Springs with around 57 miles of range still left. I thought
I saw on the map that there was a charging station at the local Wally World, but no. It turns out that the nearest charging station is 104 miles back the way we came (there's one in Rawlings on our route, but it's 112 miles).
I have no clue what to do. A call to Jessica at Rivian confirms that I'm a screwed. Jessica consults with her colleagues and they discover a small charger in the downtown area. The drawback is that it charges at ~15 miles / hour. I spend the day in Rock Spring's downtown, with exciting boarded up buildings, delectable no restaurants, and so little to see and do! There is a cafe at least, so I can drink some tea while staving off boredom.
Once I get a charge of 115 miles, I make my getaway. The speed limit varies between 70 and 80 mph, which will destroy my range, so once again I have to drive well under the speed limit.
Trucker 1: What the...? That Rivian jerk is back at it! I thought he was going west! Trucker 2: Are you sure this isn't the omen? Trucker 1: Don't start on that again. I told you that Ouiji board is just a game! Trucker 2: But how do you explain this guy and the ravens we saw back in Salt Lake?! u/Isanbard's Tips for Driving on Minimal Charge:
- Use Conserve mode (natch),
- Drive no more than 65 mph, preferably less,
- Use regenerative breaking as much as possible, and
- Avoid superstitious truckers.
This should increase your range by a few miles and allow you to fulfill the prophesy!
Anywoo, we get to Rawlings with scant miles to spare. It's late in the day, and while Wyoming is beautiful, I'm not in the best mood and am weary and decide that once we get to Cheyenne we'll spend the night in a hotel. It was a great idea (except the not-putting-Nibbler-into-his-carrier part, but I had too much blood in my body all ready).
A quick chat about the Ireland Republican Army at a rest area later and Nibbler and I roll into Cheyenne, which is smaller than I thought it would be. The night at the hotel is much appreciated by all involved.
Next: No more butt biting? Yes please! To Be Continued
1 As it turns out, Wyoming isn't too keen on Biden's plan to create an EV charging infrastructure...
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2023.06.04 04:08 sirloin-0a NDFD historical maximum temperature forecast data?
I have found it enormously frustrating to try to get simple maxt forecast data, so I am turning to /meteorology
for help since some of you may have looked at this data. I am simply trying to access historical maximum temperature forecasts for daily intervals, i.e., I want to go to Dec 25, 2016 or Jan 1, 2018 and look at the forecasted maximum temperature for the next 5 days in Boise, Idaho or some other place like that. I have a list of maybe 100 cities I am trying to get this data for, so I don't really need the entire CONUS NDFD data files, but I digress. Here is the maximum temperature NDFD data on AWS
-- tagged YG. I am looking at YGU files since those have the entire CONUS data in them.
I cannot find any documentation about what the Z98 or Z97 numbers mean, except some GitHub repo that says Z98 is more granular than Z97. For just temperature forecasts (not max temp, but temp), which I found here
, this does seem line up, Z98 files have 1hr or 30min intervals whereas Z97 files have 3 hour intervals..
For maxt data there doesn't seem to be rhyme or reason and there is a missing interval. Both of the files YGUZ97_KWBN_202006030532 and YGUZ87_KWBN_202006030532 have forecast intervals for 12 hrs and 1.5 days out. Then, the Z88 and Z98 files have forecasts for the following intervals:
1:Maximum temperature:K (max):lambert:heightAboveGround:level 2 m:fcst time 78-90 hrs (max):from 202006030600
2:Maximum temperature:K (max):lambert:heightAboveGround:level 2 m:fcst time 102-114 hrs (max):from 202006030600
3:Maximum temperature:K (max):lambert:heightAboveGround:level 2 m:fcst time 126-138 hrs (max):from 202006030600
So 88 and 98 appear to be the same, and 87 and 97, and as you can see, there is no forecast for the day after "tomorrow". The 88 and 98 files give you today and tomorrow's high temp forecast, and the 87 and 97 files give you forecasts starting 3 days out. Wtf? Surely I am missing something here, some sort of documentation? Or some explanation for why an entire day's forecast is missing? Basically one file covers days 0 and 1, then the next file covers 3 onward. What happened to 2?
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2023.06.04 01:58 divinestar91 My adventure and lessons learned in going from Cancun > Xplore
I am a 31 year old asian american and wanted to share my experiences with everyone.
Background: i have never been to cancun before nor stayed at an all inclusive resort. Prior to coming to Cancun, i was traveling in Mexico City & Merida for a week and had a blast. Great food, coming out at midnight to look for tacos and going for the thing that smells the best has taught me that Mexicans are the most hardworking and hospitable people on earth. i’ve traveled to western & southern europe, SE and east asia.
Main plot: i booked a ticket to xplore but thought i had to go to xcaret because on the ticket says “por xcaret”. when i booked the ticket, i didn’t know that it would be difficult going and figured i would just wing it. i got to the cancun resort (fiesta americana) and asked how can i get to xplor. they were HARD pushing for me to sign up for a tour even though i told them i already bought the ticket online, then they just skipped straight to “take a taxi”. i’ve read how bad taxi drivers can scam tourists, and as a chino gringo, there is no way i can even fake nativeness with my junior high spanish.
in the end, after a lot of research, i compared the price of ubering straight to xcaret and compared it to the tour price that is provided for the hotel. UBERING IS CHEAPER THAN TAKING THE HOTEL TOUR. in order of affordability:
1- rent your own car. gamble with the cops 2- when you buy your x ticket, accept the transportation option 3- take the hotel zone bus to downtown cancun, take ADO to playa del carmen, then take the local van that will drive close to Xplore/Xcaret. it’s a white van with the destination written in the front of the car in big letters. it costs 25-30 peso to get in. you just wave it down when it’s driving your way. 4- uber 5- hotel tour
i ended up taking option 4 to go to Xcaret and the uber driver told me that uber drivers won’t be there when i try to leave and they will “abuse” tourists and charge 3x the price of uber. only taxis. this, to me,implies that taxis and theme park has a monopoly on tourist transportation there.
when i arrived at the park, i found out i actually booked Xplore rather than Xcaret and i google mapped how long it would take to get to Xplore. it was a 15 min walk. yet no one at the park wanted to tell me which direction to head towards to reach the right direction. they all wanted me to take the taxi. i opted to go my way and walk.
when i reached xplore, the guy taking my registration finally told me how to leave if i didn’t book transportation when i bought the ticket. he explained that i can take the COLECTIVOS white van to playa del carmen. from there, i can take the ADO back to Cancun.
if i had taken the taxi to leave, it would have taken $100-300 usd depending on the taxi drivers mood to go back to cancun. with the white van, and buying ADO ticket to go back, it only cost about $8 (25 peso + 220 peso) usd to go back to cancun.
thanks for reading, i just wanted to share my experience in case anyone else doesn’t like to get ripped off when traveling.
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2023.06.04 01:09 reddaj What's The Story Behind the Gateway Hotel why is it now Salih El-Amin Falke?
2023.06.04 01:03 Fish-Kitchen Took a 4 day vacation and returned to PHX, now suddenly almost no requests??…
My downtown PHX market had been simmering down from prime “season” as Memorial Day weekend approached and I went out of town for 4 days. When I returned I resumed driving on Weds morn rush hour and received zero requests for nearly 20 mins and decided to run some errands around town, leaving my status “Online” and drove for 10 miles and only ended up with one minor ping after 25 mins of being online (during morning rush hour near and around downtown PHX) I gave up and tried again during the standard afternoon rush which generally begins around 2 PM— same thing happened. And again the next day— am I being “shadow banned/reduced”?? Anyone have insight on this pattern and/or the PHX area market near all the downtown hotels and also the airport?
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2023.06.04 00:53 Sea_Communication120 Look like someone we know?
2023.06.04 00:34 heckithall Muscle Beach results