location hotel

Working at the front desk had its ups and downs, but never were they fun enough for him to talk about to a random stranger. That is until one of the residents found a lunchbox full of cash in their room. Who knows how long that’d been in their? “ And you’re telling me this was just sitting behind the toilet?,” He questioned once again. “ Do you know how many people had that room before you? How…what the hell were they doing in there?” He said, mostly asking himself.

Avian Fire Preparedness

Due to the hazy smoke-filled air and raging fires around here I’ve begun replenishing my emergency fire kit just in case the fires start heading closer to home.  In the instance of evacuation we need to be ready to move fast not only for our own safety but also for our pets.  It doesn’t take long for smoke to kill a bird, even if you think you’ll be safe it’s best to plan ahead.

Primary things to grab:

  • pellets/ seed
  • water bottle
  • low thread count pillow cases and elastic bands
  • a mask for yourself

Secondary things to grab (if you have extra time/ can prepare ahead of time):

  • canned fresh foods
  • travel cage(s), dishes for the cage(s)
  • cage covers to filter smoke
  • medical records, vet numbers
  • confirm arrangements to go to a friend/ relatives house or locate pet friendly hotels in the area, bring a list of them and their addresses
  • toys
  • treats
  • flashlight
  • a drawstring bag or backpack to keep everything in

If you’re in a rush out the door grab the essentials, food and water, a pillow case can act as a lightweight carrying device for parrots.

Step 1: Flip pillow case inside out, stick your hand inside and grab the bird

Step 2: remove the bird from perch and pull them in to the bag

Step 3: Once the bird is safely in the bottom of the bag fold the top over and wrap an elastic band around the top to secure it

Using a pillow case allows you to easily carry multiple birds at once, if you have a belt loop they can be strung on to your hip while you grab necessities.  The pillow case will help to filter out some smoke while still allowing air to come through making it safer than running out the door with a cage, breathing straight smoke in to their lungs. Quick and convenient for emergency evacuations.

If you have time to plan ahead then prepare travel cages ahead of time and get some sheets to put on top to filter out the smoke, have food and water dishes packed away but not full, don’t want it splashing around making it harder to carry on your way out.  Keep seed/ pellets in tupperware containers and a water bottle filled up regularly with cool water to fill the dishes later on when you’re safe.  Pack some canned veggies to suffice during your evacuation in case you don’t have friends or relatives near you and have to stay at a shelter, if you have the means try to locate a pet-friendly hotel to stay at. Practice retraining your bird with the pillow case ahead of time if you can, it’s a lot better to have them used to the concept than end up with a bird frantically flying around the room during an emergency situation. Practice emergency evacuation, where will cages go in the car, where is everything kept, run the birds through the routine.

Be prepared and stay safe.


Henrietta Hotel, 14/15 Henrietta St - Covent Garden - London

Owned by the collective behind the Experimental Group - the ones of the Experimental Cocktail Club in London Chinatown and the Grand Pigalle Hotel in Paris- and designed by Dorothee Meilichzon (CHOZN), the hotel is located on Henrietta Street, within two four-story townhouses from the late 19th century. The hotel includes 18 rooms, one restaurant and a cocktail bar. The vibe is relaxed and the decor is actually cool with- it goes without saying- an eclectic style: classic plaster ornaments harmoniously coexist with vintage and modern furniture, mirrored surfaces, brass lamps and marble coverings. 

I wanted to try a new watercolour sketchbook I bought recently for my plein-air painting. I did a simple sketch this time with my lightweight Holbein set in a style similar to concept-art works found in Studio Ghibli art-books.

 I painted this based on a photo of a tea house located in a Japanese garden belonging to a hotel located near my house (It’s a shame I can not paint there).  You can see the painting process in the making-of video but to make things short I did not like how the paper worked with the watercolours really much. In the end to “save” the picture I decided to use ink on top of the watercolours to give it a little bit of depth.

Technical stuff:  

  • Medium:  Canson Montval WATERCOLOUR F2 sketchbook
  • Sketch: Mitsu-bishi Hi-Uni pencil grade HB & 2B
  • Line: COPIC Multiliner SP 0.5mm
  • Colours: my main 48 colour Holbein set

外で水彩を描くために買ったスケッチブックを試したくて、シンプルな絵を描いてみました。コンパクトな12色のホルベイン水彩セットと2B鉛筆を使って、スタジオジブリのアートブックにあるスケッチのスタイルを目指しました。 以前撮った写真を参考にして、近所の日本庭園にある古い茶屋を描いてみました(ホテルの敷地内にある庭園なので、その場では描くのはやめました)。 最終的にキャンソンのスケッチブックの紙が水彩と相性があまりよくなくて、完成した着色はフラットになってしまっておもしろくなかったです。なので、奥行感を作るためにインクの線を足してみました。


  • 紙: モンバルキャンソン 水彩紙 スケッチブック F2
  • 下描き: HB & 2B Mitsu-bishi Hi-Uni 鉛筆
  • 線画: コピック マルチライナーSP 0.5
  • 着色: 48色のホルベイン水彩セット
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Soooooo Saturday I met Gareth David-Lloyd…this was quite an adventure I have to say and I just felt like I needed to share my experience and the thoughts going through my mind.  

I totally knew this was going to happen.  I’ve been planning this little trip to Huntsville for a couple of months now and was totally ready to shell out an obscene amount of money to meet this guy.  I just so happened one day to be curious enough to see if Gareth was coming close-by anytime soon.  I kind of figured it would be a stretch, but lo and behold, Gareth was coming to Huntsville.  To my dismay, it was a Doctor Who convention and he was arriving as a Torchwood guest and I literally know nothing about these shows.  I probably watched one episode of Doctor Who a long time ago and then tried a Torchwood episode shortly after my decent into Solavellan hell just because…reasons…

I’ve been planning this, worried because of my lack of knowledge of the Whoverse or whatever the hell people call it, unsure of whether this convention was going to be massive or tiny, and just general freaking out over getting to meet Gareth.  With my print in hand, my boyfriend and I went all the way up to his grandparent’s house just for me to meet this one guy at a convention that I knew nothing about.  

Unsure of how long this convention was going to take, I told my boyfriend ahead of time that he should probably be ready to wait a while.  I had never been to this convention before, but all other conventions I had gone to had a lot of waiting involved.  He ended up having one of his friends that were close by drive 30 minutes over to the mall where this hotel was located so that they could play card games.  I walk in the front door, scared as all get out with this universe that I had no idea about.  

I went up to the marked tables and literally had my badge in hand within 2 minutes.  I was the ONLY ONE IN LINE.  I saw people, sure, but there was like no one around.  Granted, I had gotten there at like 11:30, so the con was already like halfway over for the day, but still!  I expected to wait in line for at least a few minutes.  I looked at the clock and saw that I had apparently prepared too much and was now an hour early before Gareth was supposed to be signing stuff.  UGH!!!  I thought, well, I don’t know anything about this fandom other than Daleks, the phone booth, and then that Matt Smith is apparently the best doctor (I have no idea what who this person is but I apparently know his name), but I guess since I have time to spare I may as well go to the Vendor room and Artist Alley.  I went to where the Vendor room was, literally passing maybe 2 or 3 people.  

This was probably the smallest Vendor room I had ever seen.  There were like maybe 10 tables and was filled with maybe like 20-30 people including the people running the booths.  People everywhere asking me to enter this raffle and do this doohicky and I’m just like “haha no thanks” and walked away nervously.  In under 2 minutes, I had already looked at everything.  In another 2 minutes, I had already looked through the Artist Alley.  I still had so much time before meeting Gareth.  I decided that I should at least go over and see if he was around, I could just sit there and be creepy and stare at him for an hour, worst case scenario.  

I went over to the room where the signings were happening and he was already sitting down doing autographs.  I felt my heart jump in my throat and walked over to him.  Once again, there was no line.  I literally became the second person in line immediately.  I paid the lady sitting next to him, already aware that I was spending another $40 just to get him to sign my print and felt my heart start racing.  Then as the people in front of me left, my hands started shaking.  I started to fumble to get the picture out of the protective thing I bought and he said hi to me.  Dude, you guys, I felt my face burn bro.  That accent was to die for.  Literally, I could have just passed out.  I told him that I was actually a huge Dragon Age fan and really appreciated all the work that he had done.  When I showed him the @nipuni print that I had brought for him to sign, he absolutely gushed over it.  He just kept talking about how pretty it was and then quickly signed it for me.  I couldn’t stop my hands from shaking, but he was just so nice and then shook my hand.  I told him that I had literally no knowledge of Doctor Who or Torchwood and literally just came to this convention to get his autograph.  He was just so cute and I just couldn’t take my eyes off of him.

I’ve gotta do something about vibrating when I get all nervous around people I like.  It’s a sickness and I have no idea what I have to do to get rid of it.  It’s embarrassing and I could just feel myself turning beet red while I was standing in front of him.  It was so bad!!!!

So yeah, that was my ridiculously long and stupid story about what a dork I am and all this trouble that I went through literally just to meet this adorable cutie.  $100 for this like 30 second moment was well spent.

Immediately after this, I started getting sick and am still sick.  Gareth got me sick by being too adorable.  I’ve decided.  Now, I gotta go die somewhere…

Australia DITL Theory

We all know and love the Australian DITL. Koalas, TimTams, Avatar, what’s not to like? When asked about it, many phannies will bring up Dan and Phil watching Avatar in bed together, or them failing to return to separate bedrooms before the end of the video. However, there is a question that many have overlooked, that I bet few of you have ever heard of -

Why are they in hotel rooms?

I hear you. “What? Of course they’d be in hotel rooms, they were traveling.” I would have thought so too, until I heard this clip from Phil’s liveshow after they had returned from tour.

Now THIS changes things. In Australia, Dan and Phil did not travel on a tour bus, nor did they have hotel rooms - they stayed in apartments together in each location for the time they remained there. This crucial fact opens up a whole can of worms. 

The building Dan and Phil appear to be staying in is clearly a hotel, as evidenced by the room service, the apparel of the rooms, and Dan mentioning housekeepers coming in to clean. They were also clearly the only ones of their tour company staying at this hotel - the rest of their staff such as Martyn, Cornelia, and their manager, all of whom came to the wildlife reserve with them, were not present during a large portion of the video. They were not at the hotel, nor the surrounding shops, nor the cab ride over. With the quote from Phil as context, we can safely say that the rest of the tour crew were probably staying at a different location - likely an apartment complex - and not the hotel. So, why would Dan and Phil have gotten two hotel rooms for a single night when they already had another place to stay? 

The theory is this: The hotel location was entirely a setup for the DITL.

Let’s use logic here. Renting two-bedroom apartments for an entire tour company would be hella costly for no reason. Therefore, it’s most likely that each apartment only featured one bedroom - especially considering how Martyn and Cornelia, a couple, came on the journey. Filming and publishing a DITL and either showing only one bed, or worse - never showing one at all - would be very, very suspicious. Thus, renting two hotel rooms to create the illusion of sleeping separately comes to mind as the best option.

This revelation spawned from one tiny slip brings up the subject of how much of what Dan and Phil tell us can be staged. Especially with the never-ending discourse on sleeping arrangements in both the tour bus and all of their apartments, it becomes clear that they do not tell us everything, at least not intentionally. They are very careful about what they say and do, and if Phil had never mentioned the living arrangements during the Aus tour, we never would have been the wiser. However, slips happen, and they can and do reveal a lot.


Those Executed For Involvement In the Irish Easter Rising in 1916

Francis Sheehy-Skeffington (died age 37)

Sheehy-Skeffington tried to organise a citizen police force to stop looting on the Tuesday of the Rising. Heading home, he was arrested in for no reason by British troops. Capt JC Bowen-Colthurst used him as a hostage while attacking the shop of Alderman James Kelly, at the top of Camden Street. Bowen-Colthurst destroyed the shop with grenades, and shot dead a 17-year-old boy before marching Sheehy-Skeffington and two journalists to Portobello Barracks. The next morning, they unaware they were going to be shot to death until moments before it occurred. They were executed the next morning on April 26th, 1916. Those involved attempted to cover up what they did. 

Thomas “Tom” Clarke (died age 58)

Clarke was stationed at headquarters in the General Post Office during the Easter Week. Clarke wrote on the wall of the house after surrender on April 29th, “We had to evacuate the GPO. The boys put up a grand fight, and that fight will save the soul of Ireland." He was arrested after the surrender. He and other rebels were taken to the Rotunda where he was stripped of his clothing in front of the other prisoners. He was later held in Kilmainham Gaol. He was court-martialled and sentenced to death. Before his execution, he asked his wife Kathleen to give this message to the Irish People: 

"My comrades and I believe we have struck the first successful blow for freedom, and so sure as we are going out this morning so sure will freedom come as a direct result of our action … In this belief, we die happy." 

He was then executed by firing squad on May 3rd, 1916. 

Patrick Pearse (died age 36)

Easter Monday, April 24th 1916, it was Pearse who read the Proclamation of the Irish Republic from outside the General Post Office, the headquarters of the Rising. Pearse was the person most responsible for drafting the Proclamation, and he was chosen as President of the Republic. Six days after he issued the order to surrender. He was court-martialled and executed by firing squad on may 3rd, 1916. He was said to be whistling as he came out of his cell to be killed. The day before his death he wrote:

"When I was a child of ten I went down on my bare knees by my bedside one night and promised God that I should devote my life to an effort to free my country. I have kept that promise. As a boy and as a man I have worked for Irish freedom. The time, as it seemed to me, did come, and we went into the fight. I am glad we did. We seem to have lost. We have not lost. To refuse to fight would have been to lose, to fight is to win. We have kept faith with the past and handed on a tradition to the future.”

Thomas MacDonagh (died age 37)

MacDonagh’s battalion was stationed at Jacob’s Biscuit Factory. Despite MacDonagh’s rank and the fact that he commanded one of the strongest battalions, they saw little fighting. MacDonagh received the order to surrender on April 30th, though his battalion was prepared to continue. Following the surrender, MacDonagh was court martialled, and executed by firing squad on May 3rd, 1916. In his last message to the Irish people he wrote:

“I, Thomas MacDonagh, having now heard the sentence of the Court Martial held on me today, declare that in all my acts, all the acts for which I have been arraigned. I have been actuated by one motive only, the love of my country, and the desire to make her a sovereign, independent state.”

Joseph Mary Plunkett (died age 28)

Following the surrender Plunkett was held in Kilmainham Gaol, and faced court martial. Seven hours before his execution, he was married in the prison chapel to his sweetheart Grace Gifford, a Protestant convert to Catholicism, whose sister, Muriel, had years before also converted and married his best friend Thomas MacDonagh, who was also executed for his role in the Easter Rising. Grace never married again after his death on May 4th, 1816. Days before his sentence Plunkett had written in a letter to Grace:

“Listen–if I live it might be possible to get the Church to marry us by proxy- there is such a thing but it is very difficult I am told. Father Sherwin might be able to do it. You know how I love you. That is all I have time to say. I know you love me and I am very happy.”

Edward “Ned” Daly (died age 25)

Daly’s battalion, stationed in the Four Courts and areas to the west and north of the centre of Dublin, saw the most harsh fighting of the rising. He was forced to surrender his battalion on April 29th by Patrick Pearse. He was executed by firing squad on May 4th 1916. Men in his battalion spoke of him as a good leader. 

Michael O’Hanrahan (died age 38)

O’Hanrahan was second in command of Dublin’s 2nd battalion under Commandant Thomas MacDonagh. He fought at Jacob’s Biscuit Factory, though the battalion saw little action other than intense sniping throughout Easter week. O'Hanrahan was executed by firing squad on May 4th 1916 at Kilmainham Jail. His brother, Henry O'Hanrahan, was sentenced to penal servitude for life for his role in the Easter Rising.

William “Willie” Pearse (died age 34)

Willie followed his brother into the Irish Volunteers and the Republican movement. He took part in the Easter Rising in 1916, always staying by his brother’s side at the General Post Office. Following the surrender he was court-martialled and sentenced to be executed. It has been said that as he was only a minor player in the struggle it was his surname that condemned him. However, at his court martial he rather exaggerating his involvement. On May 3rd, William was granted permission to visit his brother in Kilmainham Gaol and to see him for the final time. While Willie was en route, Patrick was executed first and they never saw one another again. Willie was executed on May 4th, 1916. 

John MacBride (died age 47)

In 1905 MacBride joined other Irish nationalists in preparing for an insurrection. Because he was so well known to the British, the leaders thought it wise to keep him outside their secret military group planning a Rising. He was in Dublin early on Easter Monday morning to meet his brother Dr. Anthony MacBride, who was arriving from Westport to be married on the Wednesday. The Major walked up Grafton St and saw Thomas MacDonagh in uniform and leading his troops. He offered his services and was appointed second-in-command at the Jacob’s factory. After the Rising, MacBride, following a court martial under the Defence of the Realm Act, was shot by British troops in Kilmainham Gaol, Dublin.

He was executed on May 5th 1916, two days before his forty-eighth birthday. Facing the British firing squad, he said he did not wish to be blindfolded, saying:

“I have looked down the muzzles of too many guns in the South African war to fear death and now please carry out your sentence.” 

He is buried in the cemetery at Arbour Hill Prison in Dublin.

Executed two days before his 54th birthday on May 5th. 

Éamonn Ceannt (died age 34)

After the unconditional surrender of the 1916 fighters, Eamonn Ceannt was detained. While Ceannt was being picked for trial, volunteer James Couhlan remembers him being determined in looking after the welfare of “the humblest of those who had served under him”. Ceannt was tried under court martial as demanded by General Maxwell. May 2nd, Ceannt was sent to Kilmainham Gaol to face trial and execution.

Written a few hours before his execution from cell 88 in Kilmainham Gaol, he wrote:

“I leave for the guidance of other Irish Revolutionaries who may tread the path which I have trod this advice, never to treat with the enemy, never to surrender at his mercy, but to fight to a finish…Ireland has shown she is a nation. This generation can claim to have raised sons as brave as any that went before. And in the years to come Ireland will honour those who risked all for her honour at Easter 1916.”

Ceannt was held in Kilmainham Gaol until his execution by firing squad on May 8th 1916. He is buried at Arbour Hill.

Michael Mallin (died age 41)

When Connolly was inducted into the Irish Republican Brotherhood in January 1916. On Easter Monday Mallin departed from Liberty Hall at 11:30am to take up his post at St Stephen’s Green with his small force of ICA men and women. Upon arriving at the park they evacuated it, dug trenches, erected kitchen and first aid stations, and constructed barricades in the surrounding streets. Mallin planned to occupy the Shelbourne Hotel, located on the north-east side of the park, but insufficient troops prevented him from doing so. The next morning under intense machine gun fire Mallin ordered his troops to retreat to the Royal College of Surgeons on the west side of the park. The garrison remained in the barricaded building for the remainder of the week. 

Mallin surrendered on April 30th 1916. The garrison was taken first to Dublin Castle then to Richmond Barracks, where Mallin was separated for court-martial. At his court-martial he downplayed his involvement. In his statement, Mallin stated:

“I had no commission whatever in the Citizen Army. I was never taken into the confidence of James Connolly. I was under the impression that we were going out for manoeuvres on Sunday … Shortly after my arrival at St Stephen’s Green the firing started and Countess Markievicz ordered me to take command of the men as I had been so long associated with them. I felt I could not leave them and from that time I joined the rebellion.“ 

Mallin was found guilty and transported to Kilmainham Gaol for his execution. He was executed May 8th 1916. The night before his execution he was visited in his cell by his mother, three of his siblings, his pregnant wife and their four children. In his last letter to his wife, who was pregnant with their fifth child, Mallin said:

"I find no fault with the soldiers or the police [I ask you] to pray for all the souls who fell in this fight, Irish and English … so must Irishmen pay for trying to make Ireland a free nation." 

He wrote to his children:

“Una my little one be a Nun Joseph my little man be a Priest if you can James & John to you the care of your mother make yourselves good strong men for her sake and remember Ireland” 

His funeral mass took place at the Dominican Church in Tallaght on May 13th, 1917. People from the procession clashed with police outside the church with two policemen injured. 

Con Colbert (died age 37)

In the weeks leading up to the Rising, he acted as bodyguard for Thomas Clarke. During Easter Week, he fought at Watkin’s Brewery, Jameson’s Distillery and Marrowbone Lane. They were marched to Richmond Barracks after surrender, where Colbert would later be court-martialled. Transferred to Kilmainham Gaol, he was told on Sunday May 7th he was to be shot the following morning. He wrote no fewer than ten letters during his time in prison. During this time in detention, he did not allow any visits from his family; writing to his sister, he said a visit "would grieve us both too much”.

The night before his execution he sent for Mrs. Ó Murchadha who was also being held prisoner. He told her he was “proud to die for such a cause. I will be passing away at the dawning of the day.” Holding his bible, he told her he was leaving it to his sister. He handed her three buttons from his volunteer uniform, telling her “They left me nothing else,” before asking her when she heard the volleys of shots in the morning for Éamonn Ceannt, Michael Mallin and himself would she say a Hail Mary for the souls of the departed. The soldier who was guarding the prisoner began crying according to Mrs. Ó Murchadha, and recorded him saying “If only we could die such deaths.”

Colbert was shot by firing squad the next morning on May 8th 1916.

Sean Heuston (died age 25)

Heuston was the Officer Commanding of the Volunteers in the Mendicity Institution on the south side of Dublin city. Heuston was to hold this position for three or four hours, to delay the advance of British troops. This delay was necessary to give the headquarters staff time to prepare their defences. Heuston was arrested after the surrender and transferred to Richmond Barracks. O May 4th 1916, he was tried by court martial. May 7th 1916, the verdict of the court martial was communicated to him that he had been sentenced to death and was to be shot at dawn the following morning.

Prior to his execution he was attended by Father Albert in his final hours. Father Albert wrote an account of those hours up to and including the execution:

“…We were now told to be ready. I had a small cross in my hand, and though blindfolded, Seán bent his head and kissed the Crucifix; this was the last thing his lips touched in life. He then whispered to me: ‘Father, sure you won’t forget to anoint me?’ I had told him in his cell that I would anoint him when he was shot. We now proceeded towards the yard where the execution was to take place; my left arm was linked in his right, while the British soldier who had handcuffed and blindfolded him walked on his left. As we walked slowly along we repeated most of the prayers that we had been saying in the cell. On our way we passed a group of soldiers; these I afterwards learned were awaiting Commandant Mallin; who was following us. Having reached a second yard I saw there another group of military armed with rifles. Some of these were standing, and some sitting or kneeling. A soldier directed Seán and myself to a corner of the yard, a short distance from the outer wall of the prison. Here there was a box (seemingly a soap box) and Sean was told to sit down upon it. He was perfectly calm, and said with me for the last time: ‘My Jesus, mercy.’ I scarcely had moved away a few yards when a volley went off, and this noble soldier of Irish Freedom fell dead. I rushed over to anoint him; his whole face seemed transformed and lit up with a grandeur and brightness that I had never before noticed.”

Father Albert concluded:

“Never did I realise that men could fight so bravely, and die so beautifully, and so fearlessly as did the Heroes of Easter Week. On the morning of Sean Heuston’s death I would have given the world to have been in his place, he died in such a noble and sacred cause, and went forth to meet his Divine Saviour with such grand Christian sentiments of trust, confidence and love.”

Thomas Kent (died age 50)

During the Easter Rising, the Kent residence was raided in a gunfight lasted for four hours. Eventually the Kents were forced to surrender. Thomas and William was tried by court martial on the charge of armed rebellion. His brother was acquitted, but Thomas was sentenced to death and executed by firing squad in Cork on May 9th 1916. He was buried in the grounds of Cork Prison. 

Sean Mac Diarmada (died age 33)

September 1915, he joined the secret Military Committee of the IRB. In 1914 he said:

“the Irish patriotic spirit will die forever unless a blood sacrifice is made in the next few years.”

Due to his disability, Mac Diarmada took little part in the fighting of Easter week, but was stationed at the headquarters in the General Post Office. Following the surrender, he nearly escaped execution by blending in with the large body of prisoners. He was eventually recognised by Daniel Hoey of G Division. Following a court-martial on May 9th, Mac Diarmada was executed by firing squad on May 12th. In his final letter he wrote: 

"Miss Ryan, she who in all probability, had I lived, would have been my wife”.

She and her sister, Phyllis also visited Kilmainham Gaol before his execution. Before his execution, Mac Diarmada wrote:

“I feel happiness the like of which I have never experienced. I die that the Irish nation might live!”

James Connolly (died age 47)

Connolly considered the rest of the leaders too bourgeois and unconcerned with Ireland’s economic independence. During the Easter Rising, Connolly was Commandant of the Dublin Brigade and was de facto commander-in-chief. Following the surrender, he said to other prisoners: 

"Don’t worry. Those of us that signed the proclamation will be shot. But the rest of you will be set free.”

Connolly was not held in gaol, but in a room at the State Apartments in Dublin Castle, which had been converted to a first-aid station for troops recovering from the war. Connolly was sentenced to death by firing squad for his part in the rising. On May 12th 1916 he was taken by military ambulance to Royal Hospital Kilmainham, across the road from Kilmainham Gaol, and from there taken to the gaol, where he was to be executed. Visited by his wife, and asking about public opinion, he commented:

“They will all forget that I am; an Irishman.”

Connolly had been so badly injured from the fighting but the execution order was still given and he was unable to stand before the firing squad; he was carried to a prison courtyard on a stretcher. His absolution and last rites were administered by a Capuchin, Father Aloysius Travers. Asked to pray for the soldiers about to shoot him, he said:

“I will say a prayer for all men who do their duty according to their lights.”

Instead of being marched to the same spot where the others had been executed, at the far end of the execution yard, he was tied to a chair and then shot. His body (with other leaders) was put in a mass grave without a coffin. The executions of the rebel leaders deeply angered the majority of the Irish population, most of whom had shown no support during the rebellion.

Sir Roger Casement (died age 51)

October 1914, Casement sailed for Germany via Norway. Casement spent most of his time in Germany seeking to recruit an Irish Brigade from among more than 2,000 Irish prisoners-of-war taken in the early months of the war and held in the prison camp of Limburg an der Lahn. His plan was that they would be trained to fight against Britain in the cause of Irish independence. Casement did not learn about the Easter Rising until after the plan was fully developed. The German weapons never landed in Ireland; the Royal Navy intercepted the ship transporting them.

Casement departed Germany in a submarine. In the early hours of April 21st 1916, three days before the rising began, the German submarine put Casement ashore. Suffering from a recurrence of the malaria, and too weak to travel, he was discovered at McKenna’s Fort and arrested on charges of treason, sabotage and espionage against the Crown. 

“He was taken to Brixton Prison to be placed under special observation for fear of an attempt of suicide. There was no staff at the Tower [of London] to guard suicidal cases." 

At Casement’s highly publicised trial for treason, the prosecution had trouble arguing its case. Casement’s crimes had been carried out in Germany. During the trial, Casement’s personal diary detailed his homosexual encounters was uncovered. The British government circulated fake reports to portray Casement as a sexual deviant. Casement tried to appeal the violation of his human rights and against his conviction and death sentence. On the day of his execution, Casement was received into the Catholic Church at his request. He was attended by two Catholic priests. One said of Casement that he was:

 "a saint… we should be praying to him [Casement] instead of for him”.

Casement was hanged at Pentonville Prison in London on August 3rd 1916. His last word was “Ireland”. 


“When Hastings and myself, we first came to the Grand Metropolitan Hotel, there was a man at the desk. He was elderly. He must walk with a stick. But when he goes to his room, which is on the first floor, he proceeds not to the lift that is waiting, no, but to the staircase. It was a performance, Monsieur, but a performance that, to Poirot, did not ring true.”

The fans//Shawn Mendes

“They’re my fans Y/N what do you expect me to do? I can’t just yell at them and tell them to leave?”. We were currently locked inside of our hotel room, someone leaked the location of the hotel Shawn and I were staying at and it was too dangerous to go outside.

Andrew decided to keep us out of the view of the fans, hoping they’d leave. But no, the small group of 5 became a large group of 100-115 people. I’m not angry at Shawn because It isn’t his fault at all, he wasn’t the one who leaked the information.

We have a very imporant doctors appointment to attend, and If we miss it the next one isn’t for 2 months. Today is the day we find out what gender our twins are, but since we’re locked up inside of this hotel while fans swarm the lobby it doesn’t look like we’re gonna make it.

Shawn placed his large hand securely over the bump, “Y/N you know we can’t risk being seen. It’s not safe for you or the babies.” Shawn sighed. I could tell he was annoyed about it too, but he’d never get mad at his fans.

I happen to like Shawn’s fans very much, they got him to where he is now, but they need to learn to be more respectful of our privacy. If I wasn’t heavily pregnant I could Easily just run past them and to the car but Shawn was right, it was too dangerous. I’d never risk the babies lives.

Shawn looked so peaceful, his hair a tousled mess on the hotel pillow, grey sweats hanging low on his hips, while his black iHeart Radio hoodie covered his torso.
It baffled me how he still managed to look so good, yet so casual.

His bottom lip gutted out, While he ran his hands through his hair, pulling at the knots.
All of the worries of the appointment suddenly disappeared, I could just arrange another one.
It wasn’t a big deal, I just tend to over do things.

“I think they’re both girls.” Shawn piped up from his position on the bed, I rolled my eyes.
I was the only girl in my family, I have all boy cousins and 3 older brothers. I always knew I’d have boys. It’s in my genes.

“They’re boys Shawn I’m positive.” I smiled, I couldn’t stay grumpy with him for long, I loved him. Even if he was a giant goof.

“I’m sorry about the fans Y/N. I just can’t let you get hurt, or the twins. If something ever happened to them or you-” I cut him off, he was rambling. A nervous habit he had picked up from Karen, I had seen it all too well.

“Shh.” I spoke, “nothing will happen to our boys, or me. I promise.” He pressed his lips to mine, I tasted the familiar cherry chapstick he was obsessed with.

“I love you. And our babies. No matter what gender they are I’ll love them the same.” I snuggled into his warm chest, all the worries disappeared.


In Colombia, near the Falls of Salto del Tequendama, is located Hotel del Salto (1924-1990). Some people say that this abandoned hotel is closed because it’s haunted or because the pollution of the river.

This hotel used to accommodate the most representative people of the Colombian elite. Then it worked as a railroad terminal, then as a restaurant and now, thanks to the work of architects and lovers of history, serves as a museum.

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YOI - Barcelona

This is Part 1; Part 2 is here 

I know this has been done before, but I wanted to do it too. So here’s my pilgrimage to Barcelona. The trip was not without its hiccups, as you will see, but for the most part, I think I covered the hot spots: 

1. The hotel. By now, I think we all know which hotel they stayed at. Let’s start at the top. The pool had nice views at night, but was very cold.❄️☃️ I can only imagine what it was like in December. What were Viktor and Chris thinking???

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