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pharaohgargamel · 3 months

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✨🕸🏰✨Заброшенный замок в неоготическом стиле в Прилуках (Бывшая школа №4, до этого дом Шкуратова)

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✨🕸🏰✨Abandoned castle in neo-Gothic style in Pryluky (former school No. 4, before that Shkuratov’s house)

All photos were taken by me personally

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dianakarolinaingo · 1 year

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Autumn forest... 🏕 Осенний лес...🏕 @dianakarolinaingo @karolinanaviingo #Dianakarolinaingo #Karolinanaviingo #Karolinaingo #BeautyofNature🌿 #Germany🇩🇪 #Niedersachsen #Flowers🌺🌹 #Forest🏕 #Castls🏰 #BeautyofArchitecture #Architecture #Nature🌳 (at Niedersachsen, Germany) https://www.instagram.com/p/ClwMAHWIhfi/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#dianakarolinaingo #karolinanaviingo #karolinaingo #beautyofnature🌿#germany🇩🇪#niedersachsen #flowers🌺🌹#forest🏕#castls🏰#beautyofarchitecture #architecture #nature🌳

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erfigh · 2 years

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ℂ𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕦𝕝 ℙ𝕖𝕝𝕚ș𝕠𝕣 ⿴⿴⿴⿴⿴⿴⿴⿴⿴⿴⿴⿴⿴⿴⿴⿴⿴ #castle #romania #visitromania #travel #history #landscape #castle🏰 #beautifuleurope #medieval #visit_romania #pelisor #architecture #exploreromania #traveltheworld #exploretheworld #transylvanian #tourisme #transylvania #discovereurope #ig_europe #tourism #nomad #peles #pelescastle #europecity #transylvaniacastle #sinaia #pelisorcastle #pelișor #chusayinka (en Castelul Pelișor) https://www.instagram.com/p/CkFVNn6qBNe/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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chloelenne · 2 years

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Queen Victoria visited this place once.

#castle #Tudor #architecture #chloe-lenne #chloe #cl #chloelenne #🏰#Babelsberg #queen victoria

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chantsdemarins · 3 months

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The Breath of the Æsir 🏰 (Loki x Reader) Chapter 2: The Stranger

Okay friends, I re-wrote Chapter 2. I was not happy with it after a friend pointed out to me that it needed work. Making me remember I really need a beta reader! *Any takers?

I hope those who might have read the first one will give this version a try!! As always reblogging and comments are the most amazing experience for me as a writer in this community. Thank you for reading and waiting. I am trying to get on a schedule I can stick to!

Summary: This is Loki's side of the story so far, as the world he finds himself in stirs into turmoil. What will the nature of your relationship be under these circumstances?

Smut Meter: Calm wildfire status

Word Count: 3,141 (give or take)

Loki

Loki was hiding among the Æsir. His true origin was not of theirs. Fárbauti, a frost giant, had been responsible for pulling him out of the tight silence and into form, so he could live among the Gods. A thin agreement had occurred between Odín and the Jötunn. This agreement was unknown to Loki. Odín would raise him. All his life, stirring in his veins was the blood of another people, another realm. The ornate mirrors in Asgard reflected back to him the image of a handsome spell caster with Æsir features. There was only ever the slightest feeling, that perhaps, his near-constant discontent, was related to the architecture of a family lie.

He knew where there was limitation, there was often equal illumination. Therefore, this conflict gave Loki insight into many aspects of the universe, some of which he would never have known had he not been born for deceit. This dual vision of light and dark created a natural and gradual buildup of powers, which he had no reason not to abuse. Where he lacked morals, he was tempered by circumstance back into some code of character that appeased both his father and whatever party he had offended by his lack of grace and concern. However, from time to time, something would cause him to change, more permanently, more absolutely. These events were so profound when they happened that the Skalds, both in Asgard and Midgard, told of them. Sometimes humans would be caught in the lava of the Gods' path. You were one of those humans. The day Loki lay close to one of his possible deaths, you had found him.

He was banished because he had seen enough. His contrary disposition had rejected the Northman’s insistence on placing his royal family at the heart of their bloody conquest. Thor, Freyja, Frigg—and Odín—had been brought deep into the conflict moving across the belly of Midgard. They used incantations and sacrifices to move the will of the Gods in their favor. Loki disliked this immensely. He did not like to be appeased with tokens. The ground of Asgard was saturated with the blood of Midgard. This disturbed him so much and ate at his being until he could stand it no longer. He cursed Thor, cursed Odín for the part they played in encouraging such worship.

In the throes of his discontent, Loki quickly discovered a God cannot have everything. For example, he could not have his opinion and his magic. Odín told him to go see for himself. Go see why the humans needed the Gods. See their fragility and need for guidance. He would be begging him to return to Asgard. “Go experience their ignorance with only a sword to protect you from it,” Odín had said to him.

When Loki decided to take a great risk, a great calamitous excitement would concurrently erupt. His enduring life and the lives of the Gods needn’t be so pristine and eternal. He longed for the shorter life of the Midgardians. He wanted to feel what life would be like if you only had a few years before you became permanent food for the beetles and worms. He needed to feel time slipping away from his grasp. So, without any seiðr, he nakedly stepped through the Bifrost and fell to Earth, fell to the home of the Midgard serpent, one of his many children, of which he was not the only father.

When he opened his eyes and began to walk across the hillside, so indulgently green it hurt. He took a moment and said a prayer to the elemental spirits that spun such colors into life on Midgard. They were independent of any God's influence, even ones with their full powers. The elementals were bonded to Midgard herself as servants. Loki could only admire their spinning of forms; he still had incredible vision even without any magic. He could see into their structural design and could listen to the hum of their cellular respiration. Loki was not the God of such things as fertility, but he felt himself in a keen understanding of it. He truly saw his station in the nine realms as a God responsible for making life, more than the ending of it. Not that any of the Gods would ever understand this about him. Creators often end up destroying their most precious creations just because they can. Loki had come to Midgard to change this.

He walked with careful trepidation; he was mortal now, and even though his heart soared with the thrill of his new lot, he did not want his tenure on Earth to be over so quickly. So, he cautiously guarded his path over the verdant hillside in the quiet of the afternoon. Things were seemingly calm, still, which actually began to worry Loki. Silence could mean only two things: peace or death. As he continued walking to gain a better view, he encountered a sight he was not prepared to see just yet. The ruins of a village burned in a heavy cascade of smoke. He quickly remembered he had no power to change the circumstances before him. He thought of Thor—would he truly celebrate this use of his name? He wished they would have the courage to do as he did, to come and see the work of the humans. Loki would have to be the eyes of the gods this time. Just as his contemplation ended, he felt the ground beneath him bend in a rhythmic flutter—horses. It was the same in any realm; the beasts were among the most powerful of all creations. Some could even fly, but not these. These heavy beasts carried their masters, who likely spotted him from their outposts.

They saw a stranger overlooking their burned village and identified him as one of the raiders, one of the pillagers, not as the God who made such acts possible. He looked up just in time to see a sword brandished by one of the riders. With a quick and skillful blow, he was impaled in his stomach. It had only been a few hours since his arrival, and already he was vanquished by the Norns. He fell, consumed by defeat and physical pain, his armor pierced. They spoke in their language, seemingly arguing whether they should take him captive. Perhaps they would have if they had not just suffered such a great loss. They left him to die and rode away without looking back.

The Encounter

Loki was consumed with a pain he had never felt before; it was completely debilitating. No sooner had he arrived on Midgard as a human he was swept away into the saga of their fragility. He couldn’t believe he was once so interested to experience this, to feel his life expiring and his pulse weaken. His heart was slowing, and every breath felt like he was uncertain if yet another would follow. He now worried that if he were to die on Midgard like this, his death would remain unknown, and his family would not find him before the vultures tore the newly minted mortal flesh from his bones. He fell into a fever quickly and began to dream of the frozen landscapes of his true birth home, of Jötunheim. His Asgardian façade was fading with every labored breath.

It was just his luck that as he could take no further steps, he reached the courtyard lined with thorny gorse, which pierced the white of his skin as he fell through the yellow flowers, leaving droplets of blood forming from yet another location other than his stomach. He called out something from a tongue he knew from Midgard, although he knew not where and when it was from. He saw you in the doorway before he closed his eyes; he wasn’t sure if he would open them again. He hoped that if he did, you would be there beside him. It was the tiniest of wishes; he was sure you were a Valkyrie. Not having enough blood in his veins to remember there were no Valkyries on Earth, his eyes shut, and the world of Midgard faded from his senses.

He had felt the jostling of stitches, the pulling of thread against his taut skin. He saw you, Valkyrie, with golden threads weaving his wound closed. He swore he heard you tell him his body was a tapestry, one you could embroider. He laughed at the thought of being sewn together by a fierce battle goddess of the nine realms. He worried about his weakness. He did not like the vulnerability that consumed him as he fought to return to the living. Part of him remembered the icy cold feeling of space he once felt as he let go of Thor and drifted off into the void, only to be intercepted by a race of beings so deadly and diabolical, he knew he wouldn’t be able to die enough times to satisfy their lust for power and domination. Part of him rested in the knowledge that you would make him whole again. The Norns had led him to a warrior who was also a weaver, a tailor.

He Lives, for Now

"Gef þú seiðr þinn mér," Loki mumbled once he was finally able to awaken. Sweat covered his face. A chill coursed through him. You had saved him just as he had predicted. He was still alive, but he was not yet well at all. "What is seiðr?" you immediately asked. You did not have what this man was asking for, and you would not be robbed of what you did have. Leaping to your feet, you grabbed the knife you had uncovered from his person while the man slept. Loki found himself once again at the receiving end of iron—only this time, it was his own.

"How quickly I forgot this is how people communicate, regardless of their station," Loki mused, clutching his stomach, fingers running along your needlework which now adorned him. "Communicate? Sir, you are in my home. I saved your life, and now you ask me for something else. What else could you want, unless you are the thief and murderer my servants say you are? Are they right? Have you come to kill us?" Your voice was a barely audible trill, but every vowel entered his ear as if it were a drum beating away shadows inside of him. You looked so shaky and unsure Loki was immediately disoriented.

As a Valkyrie, you would be more skillful, potentially than him. Why were you not wielding your own blade? Loki’s mind puzzled in a million different directions. In the chosen tongue, he rattled off an inquiry about where he was, now remembering he was on Earth as he came to. He needed you to confirm it. You told him the name of this small village, and Loki more solidly realized you were actually a human woman, seemingly. He found his voice hidden beneath the swell of feelings rising in his chest. "Do you know how to use that knife, woman? Don't wield something you aren't prepared to use, and why would you undo your handiwork?" Loki pointed to the careful stitches across his body. "You know me not, sir," you retorted. "I have unraveled nearly all the needlework I started. I have thrashed threads from one tapestry to another; I have no finished embroidery to show for it, so sir, flicking the threads that hold your guts in would be no long consideration."

The words that flew out of your mouth betrayed all your education and training. Never in your life had you spoken to a man like this, not to your father and surely never to your husband, but this man seemed to be able to feel and hear anything you might say. You didn’t know why you knew that, but you did. Perhaps it was the sewing him up that gave you such a perspective. The candlelight study of his stomach. You thought of the fine line that jutted across his abdomen where you had let your fingers trace in a kind of stoic appreciation for a moment while applying your stitches to his wound. You suspected your husband’s stomach did not have muscular curvature. The stranger was the first man you’d ever seen naked. You let yourself consider that for the briefest of moments before you returned to your senses and your defense of your home. By no means had you an understanding of just who this man was and what he was capable of even in his weakened state.

Loki continued to consider your origins. You could not be a simple incarnation of a human. Perhaps you were actually Asgardian, another traveler like himself, grown discontent with the trappings of the ethereal realm and transplanted to Midgard. He had known others who had come; his idea of leaving had not been a unique one. The Norns might have given him some grace after all, by leading him to you. Yet if you were a fragile mortal with a much shorter life than his, you wore your timeline with such grace, that it completely startled him. You were closer to the end of your short life than the beginning, perhaps you knew this and were prepared to defend what little you had accumulated. Or maybe it was something else that inspired such bold words. "What do they call you?" you finally spoke again, daring to continue. "Loki." His name was a rune itself, a spell, the only magic he had left. He wondered if you would feel its power. "Loki," you repeated, his name flowed from your heart to your feet, causing your body to feel heavy. You landed on the velvet living room chair with a crash. Loki, who had been situated in the other chair, leaped up beyond the ability his body should have allowed. "Woman," he said, daring to near you. "Please wake." He had not expected you to faint.

As he drew closer to you, he wasn't sure if you had fainted or passed to some other realm. You looked so peaceful. He held your head and for a moment dared to place a strand of your hair behind your ear. Your eyes struggled to open. "Loki," you murmured, not having heard the name before, but its composition—the four sounds—collided, perhaps stealing your breath. His concern for you was evident on his face, but it quickly faded, replaced by something akin to fear. Loki was startled by how swiftly Midgard's emotions were becoming his own. He had known so little of fear and now he was becoming proficient in all its shades and hues.

Suddenly a deep knock on the door and frantic voices could be heard from outside in the courtyard. A group of tenants had gathered, yelling and frantic. Perhaps the worst of your fears had materialized. Not only were you harboring a man, but now the townsfolk knew and had come to confront you about it in your husband’s absence. You did not want to open the door. You glanced at Loki, who had stepped further back into the darkness of the living room while you found your footing. "Lady, you should answer them," Loki's voice was a mere shadow, yet you trusted it to your surprise. Elinor was also nowhere to be found, and you were once again left to make decisions by yourself. This introduction with the stranger would have to further wait. With all your strength, you walked across the room and unlocked the large, heavy door. Before you could open it fully, the crowd of tenants crashed into your home and fell against you. There were strict conditions under which the manor lords ruled, and such an intrusion was likely less a group coming to judge your guest but one of desperation you immediately recognized.

You gasped for air and tried to calm them, beseeching one of the tenants to explain what had happened. "They are here, the slaughter wolves," Æthaldan, the young blacksmith, finally spoke wildly. The rest of their voices were a blur, a scattered cacophony you couldn't decipher. The "slaughter wolves," who sought to take the land you managed, had been kept at bay by bribe or sword wielded in temporary acts to push them back, to change their minds about the worth of the land. Words had been spoken by the manor lords about the rocky soil being no better than the soils of where they came. Their crops would not find purchase here either. You knew this to be true in your heart since your land had been barren, and that barrenness had crept into all places of your marriage, including your womb. Nothing but the yellow gorse you had planted around the periphery had grown.

Suddenly from behind the crowd, you heard the sound of your closest companion, "What are we to do?" Elinor had been able to come back to the manor from where she had been in the village; she was now frantic as well as she pushed Æthaldan and the others out of her way to get to you. You surveyed the tenants, as you embraced your friend; none had weapons worthy of the name. One held a reaping iron, another something procured from the hearth, likely nothing in comparison to the weapons of the intruders. You needed time to think, but there was none. You looked down at the weapon you had lifted from the stranger while he slept. You had nearly forgotten you were holding it, clasped tightly in your hand. You tried to hide it in your skirt pockets, but it was clear no one had noticed what you were holding in their panic, not even Elinor.

"Please keep them safe until I return!" you finally shouted at your friend, knowing the best she could do was bolt the door once everyone was inside. Your instructions were curt, "Call to the others, have them come to the house," your voice trailed off as you ran through the corridor of the manor, looking for the stranger. You wondered where he had gone; he was still injured but not knowing his nature of intent you imagined all possible things as you searched for him in the curtained darkness of your halls. Your thoughts ceased when you came upon his nearly collapsed form; he was barely able to stand. Without thinking further, you handed him back his knife, taking his hand and placing it to it, folding his fingers around the hilt. "Help us now, I saved you, now you save us," you demanded. "This is your weapon, use it,” you reiterated when you noticed he was not stirred to action. His blue eyes were crestfallen, “Lady, I cannot,” were his words before he handed the blade back to you.

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greathoughtsphilosopy · 7 months

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REPORTER: At fujoshi castle 🏰 They seem to have begun erecting steel beams to support the failing medieval architecture. They r kinda scrappy in a pinch i guess.

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historysideblog · 1 year

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Online History Short-Courses offered by Universities Masterpost

Categories: Classical Studies, Egyptology, Medieval, Renaissance, The Americas, Asia, Other, Linguistics, Archaeology

How to get Coursera courses for free: There are several types of courses on Coursera, some will allow you to study the full course and only charge for the optional-certificate, for others you will need to audit it and you may have limited access (usually just to assignments), and thirdly some courses charge a monthly subscription in this case a 7 day free trial is available.

Classical Studies 🏛️🏺

At the Origins of the Mediterranean Civilization: Archeology of the City from the Levant to the West 3rd-1st millennium BC - Sapienza University of Rome

Greek and Roman Mythology - University of Pennsylvania

Health and Wellbeing in the Ancient World - Open University

Roman Architecture - Yale

Roman Art and Archeology - University of Arizona

Rome: A Virtual Tour of the Ancient City - University of Reading

The Ancient Greeks - Wesleyan University

The Changing Landscape of Ancient Rome. Archeology and History of Palatine Hill - Sapienza University of Rome

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Egyptology 𓂀⚱️

Egypt before and after pharaohs - Sapienza University of Rome

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Wonders of Ancient Egypt - University of Pennsylvania

Medieval 🗡️🏰

Age of Cathedrals - Yale

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Enlightening the Dark Ages: Early Medieval Archaeology in Italy - University of Padova

Lancaster Castle and Northern English History: The View from the Stronghold - Lancaster University

Magic in the Middle Ages - University of Barcelona

Old Norse Mythology in the Sources - University of Colorado Bolder

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Black Tudors: The Untold Story

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The Mediterranean, a Space of Exchange (from Renaissance to Enlightenment) - University of Barcelona

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The Americas 🪶🦙🛖

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Indigenous Religions & Ecology - Yale

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Contemporary India - University of Melbourne

Introduction to Korean Philosophy - Sung Kyun Kwan University

Japanese Culture Through Rare Books - University of Keio

Sino-Japanese Interactions Through Rare Books - University of Keio

The History and Culture of Chinese Silk - University for the Creative Arts

Travelling Books: History in Europe and Japan - University of Keio

Other

A Global History of Sex and Gender: Bodies and Power in the Modern World - University of Glasgow

A History of Royal Fashion - University of Glasgow

Anarchy in the UK: A History of Punk from 1976-78 - University of Reading

Biodiversity, Guardianship, and the Natural History of New Zealand: A Museum Perspective - Te Papa

Empire: the Controversies of British Imperialism - University of Exeter

Great South Land: Introducing Australian History - University of Newcastle

Indigeneity as a Global Concept - University of Newcastle

New Zealand History, Culture and Conflict: A Museum Perspective - Te Papa

Organising an Empire: The Assyrian Way - LMU Munich

Plagues, Witches, and War: The Worlds of Historical Fiction - University of Virginia

Russian History: from Lenin to Putin - University of California Santa Cruz

Linguistics 🗣️

Introduction to Comparative Indo-European Linguistics - University of Leiden - Coursera version

Miracles of Human Language: An Introduction to Linguistics - University of Leiden

Archeology 💀

Archeoastronomy - University of Milan

Archaeology and the Battle of Dunbar 1650 - Durham University

Archaeology: from Dig to Lab and Beyond - University of Reading

Archeology: Recovering the Humankind's Past and Saving the Universal Heritage - Sapienza University of Rome

Change of Era: The Origins of Christian Culture through the Lens of Archaeology - University of Padova

Endangered Archaeology: Using Remote Sensing to Protect Cultural Heritage - Universities of Durham, Leicester & Oxford

Enlightening the Dark Ages: Early Medieval Archaeology in Italy - University of Padova

Exploring Stone Age Archaeology: The Mysteries of Star Carr - University of York

Forensic Archaeology and Anthropology - Durham University

Roman Art and Archeology - University of Arizona

The Changing Landscape of Ancient Rome. Archeology and History of Palatine Hill - Sapienza University of Rome

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eddy25960 · 1 month

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🏰Castello di Chignolo Po, Italy🇮🇹

✨The Castello di Chignolo Po, nestled in the Lombardy region of northern Italy, traces its origins to the 14th century. Originally erected as a defensive stronghold, its robust stone walls and towers reflect its medieval architectural style. Over the centuries, the castle underwent expansions and renovations, serving as a testament to its strategic importance along the Po River. Through changes in ownership and periods of both prosperity and decline, it remains a prominent symbol of the region's rich history.

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paramedicabroad · 3 months

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Mafra

Nestled amid Portugal's picturesque landscapes lies the enchanting town of Mafra, home to one of the country's most cherished treasures - the magnificent Mafra Palace and Convent. Let's embark on a journey to uncover the allure of this UNESCO World Heritage Site.

Standing proudly at the heart of Mafra, the Mafra Palace and Convent is a breathtaking example of Baroque architecture. Constructed in the 18th century, its grandeur is evident from the moment you lay eyes on its imposing facade adorned with intricate carvings and statues, a testament to the craftsmanship of yesteryears.

Step into the palace, and you'll find yourself in the hallowed halls of the Royal Library. Housing over 36,000 rare volumes, including priceless manuscripts and first editions, this bibliophile's paradise is a testament to Portugal's rich literary heritage. Marvel at the ornate bookcases and ceiling frescoes as you immerse yourself in a world of knowledge and history.

Adjacent to the palace stands the awe-inspiring Basilica of Our Lady and St. Anthony, a true masterpiece of Baroque design. Step inside to admire the intricate gilded altars, marble sculptures, and ceiling frescoes that adorn this sacred space. The basilica's ethereal beauty is sure to leave a lasting impression on visitors.

Surrounding the palace is the lush Jardim do Cerco, a verdant oasis that offers a peaceful escape from the hustle and bustle of city life. Meander through manicured lawns, vibrant flower beds, and shady groves as you bask in the tranquility of this botanical haven.

Beyond its architectural splendors, Mafra is steeped in cultural heritage, which is celebrated through its vibrant festivals, delectable cuisine, and local artisan crafts. Don't miss the opportunity to savor the flavors of traditional Portuguese dishes and explore the charming streets dotted with quaint shops and cafes.

Mafra's designation as a UNESCO World Heritage Site is a testament to its historical significance and architectural beauty. Whether you're a history buff, an art enthusiast, or simply a traveler in search of beauty and tranquility, Mafra promises an unforgettable experience that will linger in your heart long after you've departed.🏰🇵🇹

#mafra #historic #city #town #architecture #travel #europe #portugal #culture #cultural #unesco #world heritage

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enyoalkis · 28 days

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Slowpoke and I explored more around Central Park together! 🌿🌳💐

The first 2 photos is at an Alice in Wonderland sculpture, and the next 2 photos are at Beldevere Castle. 🏰

Overall, it was a very relaxing walk with Slowpoke! She enjoyed the nature, art, and architecture. 😊

#enyo's slowpokes #slowpoke #pokemon #pokemon go #pokeblogging #pokemon photography #pokemon go photo #pokemon plush #pokemon plushies #pokemon toys #pokemon blog #pokeblog #pkmn #pkmn blog

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adventure-alex · 10 months

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🌟🌆 Discover the Vibrant Wonders of Kobe, Japan! 🌆🌟

📸 Join us on an unforgettable journey through the breathtaking city of Kobe! 🌸 Immerse yourself in a fusion of rich culture, tantalizing flavors, and awe-inspiring sights that will leave you in awe. 🎉 Here are 10 incredible things to do in Kobe that will make your visit truly unforgettable! 🌟

1️⃣ Indulge in the Beauty of Kobe Harbor: 🌊 Immerse yourself in the mesmerizing coastal charm, where mountains meet the sparkling bay. Experience the magic of Harborland, a vibrant shopping district that offers endless delights for all.

2️⃣ Dive into the Enchanting World of Chinatown: 🏮 Explore the vibrant streets of Nankinmachi, Kobe's bustling Chinatown. Indulge your taste buds with delectable Chinese cuisine while marveling at the stunning architecture and lively atmosphere.

3️⃣ Conquer Mt. Rokko: ⛰️ Embark on an exhilarating hike up Mt. Rokko and witness panoramic views that will take your breath away. Capture the stunning sunset and immerse yourself in nature's embrace.

4️⃣ Seek Serenity at Herb Mountain: 🌿 Embark on a magical journey through the lush greenery of Herb Mountain, where fragrant herbs and cascading waterfalls await. Let the serene beauty rejuvenate your spirit.

5️⃣ Discover the Architectural Marvel of Weathercock House: 🏰 Marvel at the bold beauty of Weathercock House, a striking red-brick residence nestled in Kitano. Step into a bygone era and immerse yourself in its elegant charm.

6️⃣ Unleash Your Spiritual Side at Ikuta Shrine: ⛩️ Visit Ikuta Shrine, one of Japan's oldest Shinto shrines, and experience its timeless spiritual aura. Feel a sense of tranquility as you wander through its sacred grounds.

7️⃣ Immerse Yourself in Art at Hyogo Prefectural Museum: 🖼️ Let the creativity of Hyogo Prefectural Museum of Art captivate your senses. Delve into a world of masterpieces and immerse yourself in the vibrant art scene of Kobe.

8️⃣ Pay Tribute at Kobe Earthquake Memorial Park: 🕊️ Reflect on the resilience of the city at Kobe Earthquake Memorial Park. Witness the lasting impact of the Great Hanshin-Awaji Earthquake and pay homage to its memory.

9️⃣ Savor the Legendary Kobe Beef: 🥩 Indulge in the world-renowned Kobe beef, renowned for its exquisite tenderness and marbling. Treat your taste buds to a culinary adventure like no other.

🔟 Marvel at the Akashi Kaikyo Bridge: 🌉 Stand in awe before the engineering marvel of the Akashi Kaikyo Bridge, the world's longest suspension bridge. Capture unforgettable moments against the backdrop of this iconic structure.

🌟 Unleash the Explorer Within! 🌟

Don't miss out on the captivating wonders that await you in Kobe! 🌸✨ Embrace the vibrant culture, immerse yourself in breathtaking landscapes, and create memories that will last a lifetime. 📸 Plan your adventure to Kobe today and prepare for an extraordinary journey unlike any other! 🌆✈️

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dianakarolinaingo · 1 year

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There is still a lot of greenery in Germany even in November-December...⛰️ В Германии по-прежнему много зелени даже в ноябре-декабре...⛰️ @dianakarolinaingo @karolinanaviingo #Dianakarolinaingo #Karolinanaviingo #Karolinaingo #BeautyofNature🌿 #Germany🇩🇪 #Niedersachsen #Flowers🌺🌹 #Forest🏕 #Castls🏰 #BeautyofArchitecture #Architecture #Nature🌳 (at Niedersachsen, Germany) https://www.instagram.com/p/ClwJ7B9oQjh/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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