In the Sixties, you could purchase a ticket to see The Beatles live in concert for $2.50, $3.50, $4.50 and $5.50. With inflation, that amounts to approximately $19, $27, $34 and $41 in present day. To. See. The. Beatles. Live.
anyone else have the burning desire to deactivate all their social media accounts and book a flight somewhere and just disappear and live a totally anonymous existence where no one bothers you and you don’t bother anyone
i sincerely just got an e-mail alert from fanfiction.net letting me know that a draco/hermione fic i subscribed to in the tenth fucking grade just updated for the first time in six years and it really feels like my devastatingly uncool fifteen-year-old self just traveled through time to punch me in the face
I know everyone remembers Alix as the reckless angry one who’s always ready to fight, and she is, but like… she’s also, in canon, really dorky and sweet?? Like how excited she is to get the pocket watch as her birthday present after seeing how cool it is, and reassuring her dad that she’s not gonna ditch him, and waving at Marinette’s parents, and just… look at this sweet happy child
And at the end of the episode when she thanks Ladybug for fixing her watch and says she’ll take better care of it next time and will try not to be irresponsible, it’s so Pure and Humble, she’s just such a Good
And Christmas episode??? Where she’s so happy to get sweets??? And happy to see Adrien’s okay??? And just generally so adorable and happy??? I’m love this child so much???
AND THE FREAKING PILLOW FIGHT IN PIXELATOR, WHICH SHE LOSES
In conclusion: Alix is an adorable precious bean in addition to being a terrifying little monster, this has been a PSA
230 miles on roads 11 days on foot | 7 ½ days forced march | 6 days on horseback | 4 days fast carriage | 3 days horse relay
lothering to ostagar : red
80 miles on the imperial hwy 4 days on foot | 2 ½ days forced march | 2 days on horseback | 1 day horse relay
lothering to redcliffe : purple
105 miles on roads 5 days on foot | 3 ½ days forced march | 2 ½ days on horseback | 2 days fast carriage | 1 ½ days horse relay
lothering to kinloch hold : light blue
195 miles on roads 10 days on foot | 6 ½ days forced march | 5 days on horseback | 3 days fast carriage | 2 ½ days horse relay + 11 miles in a boat 3 hours rowing
redcliffe to gherlen’s pass : dark green
160 miles on mountainous roads 16 days on foot | 8 days on horseback | 6 days fast carriage | 4 days horse relay
denerim to soldier’s peak : light green
100 miles on the pilgrim’s path 5 days on foot | 3 ½ days forced march | 2 ½ days on horseback | 1 ½ days fast carriage | 1 day horse relay + 20 miles on mountainous roads 2 days on foot | 1 day on horseback | ½ day horse relay
lothering to the dalish camp : orange + dark blue
80 miles on roads 4 days on foot | 2 ½ days forced march | 2 days on horseback | 1 ½ days fast carriage | 1 day horse relay + 40 miles off road 5 days on foot | 2 days on horseback
redcliffe to honnleath : yellow
35 miles on hilly roads 2 ½ days on foot | 1 ½ days forced march | 1 day on horseback | ½ day horse relay
redcliffe to haven : dark green + pink
100 miles on mountainous roads 11 days on foot | 5 days on horseback | 2 ½ days horse relay + 20 miles off road 3 days on foot | 2 days on horseback
Ok, Voltron Time Travel Alternate Reality Scenario:
(Don’t think too hard about this, I have no theoretical knowledge of time travel. I’m just making shit up.)
The paladins are in their late 20s, and find themselves having to go back to canon time because of mission that requires two Voltrons.
They are trying to interact with their younger selves as little possible but they know they have to complete this mission but is weird because they, well their younger selves, remember them being there. Slav insists that statistically this is ok.
During a down moment, when they should be sleeping, Older Keith and Lance are standing on the deck alone, looking out into space and Keith looks worried.
Lance says, “Hey man, what’s up?”
“This is messed up. I feel like I am living some weird Deja-view. How can I be remembering something that hasn’t happened yet? I am worried about the implications of this mission? What if we alter this past too much and our future, I mean our now even, is different? What if we mess up? What if we lose Voltron? What if I lose you?”
Lance pulls Keith into a tight hug and then looks him in the eye.
“Those are a lot of what-ifs, Keith. Where’s my Mister One Mission at a time?”
“Well, this feels like several missions at a time. That’s the problem.”
“Look at it this way, our reality, our now, is because of what we did in this past. We can’t predict the future, and ultimately even though we are here, we can’t alter the past because it all ready happened. Our memories of what we did, is what we are going to do. This all ready happened. I’m not worried. We already won this.”
“I hope you’re right. Our regular reality is too important to me.”
“You’re important to me too,” Lance smiles at Keith fondly, lifts his chin and kisses him tenderly.
Keith watches as this sweet nostalgia falls over Lance’s face.
Lance says, “I just remembered something.”
“This is my favourite kiss.”
Keith blushes, “Why this one?”
Lance looks over his shoulder and nods towards the door.