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Hello, my forest friends! 

Welcome to part two of the OC:DC series, a series where I dissect my old own created characters and figure out what makes them tick. If you haven't seen part one, please direct your attention here. 

Are you ready? Because this OC is just as cringe-worthy (if not more) than the previous one. At least her name doesn't have an awful stereotypical Japanese Naruto OC vibe to it. And she doesn't have a clan - I think.

Before we start, this character is not a human. Obviously. It's not even "loosely" based on an animal. It is a literal Mew. Yes, the pokemon mew. I created this character in hopes that I could spin an entire yarn about how there's an actual alternative universe where humans are now Mews with special unique powers. Oh, and they are all named after Raw Crystals (except Crystal) because 15-year-old Evelyn couldn't figure out what else to name them all. 

Everyone, meet Sapphire.

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The chill air hung heavily in the ivory night as she stepped out from the Henderson Oaks Apartments. Her worn purple sneakers exited first, dipped in moonlight, bits of leftover dust teetering on its laces getting shrugged off as she took a stride forward from her door. It was convenient that the park stood right across the road from her apartment, she thought, running a hand through her hair that was tied up in a tight ponytail, it made savouring night walks more conducive to knowing she could just take a detour back home if she felt like it.

Chloe crossed the dead street, hearing the sounds of the buzzing crickets as she made it to the entrance of the park. Glancing up into the starry night, she was greeted by the luminous moon amidst churlish looking clouds. It might rain soon, she noted, hurrying down the cobbled pavement, hoping to make it around the park before the raindrops touched the ground.

There was a mournful cry of a cat that echoed through the vault-still silence of the park as she quickened her pace. She found herself counting the number of benches that lay barren, a vastly different atmosphere from her morning race to the bus stop. During the day, there would often be an elderly couple that sat, side by side, feeding the pigeons with small pieces of their morning toast. At night where the stars shine like sugar spilt over marble, the desolate benches looked devoid of any comfort, almost haunting even.

A chill went down her spine but she continued her brisk pace. She promised herself she would at least take a walk around the park if she was too weary for a jog. Halfway through, she slowed down her march and observed the still pond in the middle of the park. There was a small ripple or two as she watched the reflection of the silhouetted trees that decorated the city’s only man-made forest.

All of a sudden, a streak of lightning flashed against the pond’s mirror-like surface and in that second, there was something else.

Something else loomed behind the shadows of the trees.

Chloe paused for a moment, slowing down to a halt.

Did she see something or was she imagining things? She kept her eyes glued onto the now still pond as she started her tread forward, a sudden urgency to move swiftly. Without warning, there was a loud snap to her left - as if someone or something stepped onto a simple twig. It became the focus of Chloe’s attention as she whipped her head in the direction of the noise.

Nothing.

A creeping fear of unease began growing in Chloe’s chest. Something wasn’t right. The sounds of the park has ceased and it had fallen completely silent. Trusting her gut, she took off hurriedly, the fear like a knife in her stomach twisting as she scurried around the bend, an unusual but pungent wafting scent filling her nostrils.

She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the entrance to the park gate, hastening her pace. When her purple sneakers finally exited the gates, she took a last burst of energy, barreling down the street to her apartment block.

The yellow lamp-light of the street illuminated her as she made her way up the steps to her apartment building, breathing heavily under the black night sky. She had made it to the front entrance when something compelled her to turn around. Curiosity? Fear? A feeling that she was being watched? Chloe did not know, but she found herself spinning on her toes and facing the park once more.

Her blood ran cold.

In the darkness of the park, a distant grotesque figure stood, watching. It was unusually alpine and lank, an exaggerated outline of a cervid on its two legs - but Chloe immediately knew what it was. The antlers that stood against the glint of the moon were gnarled as if a poetic salute to the sky.

It lifted its head, exposing its skeletal face.

Chloe froze, unable to move as she heard the loud ‘click’ and ‘clack’s of bones breaking and forming. At first, she did not understand what it was for the creature was not moving - then it hit her.

The hideous-looking deer was arranging its face.

It was smiling at her.





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i am enraged. exasperated. infuriated. livid.  

living with a C+ patient is obviously not going to be easy, but living amongst parents who are so unmindful and irresponsible makes my blood boil. i wasn't going to blog about it, maybe only talk about it to a few close friends, but now - I'm decidedly irate and I am going to write about it. 

call me disrespectful, heck, call me an ungrateful child, I've heard it all - but don't disregard my perspective of this entire situation. 

obviously, I have never been the most filial child and yes, perhaps I have been rebellious most of my life, I've been known to talk back to my elders and not be the "better" person and step down. I am a firm believer in never taking the "high road" if you are being punished unfairly, even if it means being disrespectful to your parents. Fuck the high road. If it's an unjust situation, I will debate the hell of it out with whomever I have to. 

don't give me the "they have taken care of you your entire life, they are older and not exactly educated the same way you all are," or the "jesus, they are your parents, you can't just say stuff like that, they gave you a roof over your head." 

I'm not going to sit back and pretend I'm not grateful, but I'm not gonna sit there and let anyone gaslight/guilt trip me for anything.

so here's the case; my mother, unfortunately, got covid two days ago and my entire view of them as mature sensible human beings has been flung right out of the window. Singapore doesn't have a proper protocol for what to do if a close family member has covid. There are various rules and regulations out there, floating aimlessly from various alternative journalism sites to the CDC site. Whatsapp messages with "what to do" situations are shared from boomer to gen z and some do get lost in translation. 

from the very moment my mother had a fever and a sore throat, she left the house for breakfast and went to an exercise class -  but let's just chalk that up with the complacency we have had for these 2 years because none of us has ever gotten the virus - when she woke up after her multiple long naps, the thought to take an ART test did not ever enter until someone mentioned it. That is HOW complacent we've gotten. 

two red lines, that's how it started. that's when everything went out of hand. 

immediately there was trouble trying to find a self-isolation room. 

literal first rule was: 

1. You should immediately self-isolate from other household members in a separate room for 72 hours, preferably with an attached bathroom. Do not interact with anyone.

And that was the first problem. You see, my parents have a shared master bedroom, with conveniently comes with an attached bathroom - obviously, that's the best pick - has her stuff in there plus an attached toilet. Unfortunately, my dad wasn't too excited about letting his room go and sleeping outside in the living room (where my mom usually sleeps). 

He said he wanted to continue to SLEEP in the now self-isolation room but come out to do his work. It's fine, he says, I'm vaccinated, covid is totally mild. The HIGH-risk patient says this. Obviously, I fight back and say, there is a MOOT point if you go into the self-isolation room and go outside (AND THEN GO BACK TO WORK). There is no point having a self-isolation room then, we might as well just all walk around maskless and go out for dinner together as a family. 

We had an entire argument until begrudgingly the high-risk patient agrees to do as he's told but he throws an entire tantrum trying to bring his things out. When his children ask him if he needs help, he passively-aggressively says he cannot just take his things out because he can't remember what he might need for the next three days. He will only take out minimal items and go back into the self-isolation room to take whatever he needs when he needs it. 

When suggested that we (his lesser health risk kids) go in and help him take what he needs, he throws another tantrum saying we can't help him because he has to describe what he wants and we might not know. 

So fine. We give in. Whatever. 

I tell him to at least minimize the interaction. He ignores me. Thrice. He goes and folds the clothes instead of taking his clothes inside. I tell him again, please minimize the interaction, he throws an entire tantrum at me like a child saying I'm annoying and overreacting. ALL I wanted was for him to say, "yes sure, I will minimize my interaction." Instead, he tells me I'm lying to him about the possible repercussion and that his friends had covid and were all fine. That was the last fucking straw. 

My brother and I leave the house after finally securing my mom in the self-isolation room and forcing them both to wear masks. We get the disinfectant surface spray and Clorox wipes and come home only to see that my dad has "disinfected" the place with an air freshener. My brother spends a good 5 minutes trying to explain that what he used wasn't disinfection spray. 

So second rule:

2. Stay in your room. If you can't close the door, wear a mask. If not keep the door shut. 

Guess who couldn't follow the simple rule? After disinfecting the entire house (my mom had walked around coughing prior to her self isolation), cleaning the floor and wiping every possible handle and surface with Clorox, we were exhausted as hell. I realised the self-isolation room door was still open WIDE with the standing fan right outside her door OSCILLATING. I tell her to please either wear a mask or shut the door. "But it's hot," She says. "Don't need to close the door." Dad says, "Stop overreacting." 

I'm tired so I just let it be. I help collect whatever my mom needs - lozenges, cough meds, fever meds - and finally go into my room to retire. I hang out with my brother on call until I hear sounds from the kitchen. My dad is snoring awAY and my brother is on the call with me so I immediately jumped up and went to check, only to find - guess who - my mother in the kitchen, MASKLESS. I shout and ask her to either go back into her room or get a mask and 
"WHY ARE YOU IN THE KITCHEN? literally me & my brother are still awake if you need something you can call us, we SAID THAT." she looks at me sheepishly and says she just wanted honey (and coughs). I don't know how long she has been in the kitchen, so while she sheepishly hurries back into the "self-isolation" room I CLEAN the entire house and wash the clothes.

The entire night, the door to the "self-isolation" room was wide open - again with a standing fan oscillating throughout. 

The next day (i couldn't sleep), I helped my mom call the doctors to make an early appointment because she wanted antibiotics - she went out and I decided to tell my dad (whom I spotted walking in and out of the "self-isolation" maskless) to try to take as many things as he can remember to avoid walking around the high viral load.

AGAIN, he does the eye-rolling and sighing, ignoring me as he pours a drink for himself. I tell him again that if he needs help, I can offer my help before he does an entire tantrum run again and tells me to stop annoying him. 

I go back into my room feeling extremely enraged at his childish behaviour and since I couldn't sleep, I went back out to confront him. I told him that it isn't fair for me to be picking up their mess and giving them the protocols/rules, only for them to break them. Me telling him to minimize interaction was me trying to take care of a high-risk patient. Me asking him multiple times was because he wasn't responding to me. He just did an entire stubborn rebellious child flick of the wrist and gave the most insincere apology on earth, but also added that I was being so annoying and overreacting over something so small.

That was it. I felt absolutely disgusted at his behaviour. I told him fine. I'll just not care then. 

I went back into my room and did my own work. 

Night fell and I was the one that disinfected the kitchen toilet because my mother left the room to go to the kitchen toilet to bathe. I cleaned the sink and my brother helped wipe the handles off with Clorox. I mopped the kitchen up and went to bed.

The next morning, (this morning) I wake up and prep to clean up my room. I clean the entire kitchen once more, washing the toilet and disinfecting everything, wiping every surface down. I clear the trash because no one did it last night and this morning. I start sweeping my room and was prepared to sweep the outside when I heard a conversation going on outside before there was a 'ding!' on my phone. 

There it was. The FINAL straw that broke the camel's back.

My mother had the guile to text me to not sit around and to help out my brother and dad around the house. I was the one SWEATING my pits off cleaning everything and was told that I was OVERREACTING, and the moment I sit down and prepare to clean my things, I get told that I AM NOT DOING ANYTHING AND THAT IM BEING SELFISH.

I. AM. Enraged. 



 


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Hello my forest friends, it is the start of Pride Month! This year also marks the 10th year I am celebrating Pride Month and Pink Dot! 

So I have known for a decade that June is the pride month of the year but I haven't gotten around to understanding exactly why. I know for a fact that the stonewall riots have a part to play in the culmination of this special month, but I haven't done much research. Henceforth, here I am today, exploring the start of Pride Month.

Every year, during the month of June, the LGBTQA+ community celebrates in a number of different ways, with various events held during this special month as a way of acknowledging the influence the LGBT community has had around the world. 

Colourful rainbow floats and pretty parasol picnics galore, it is vastly different from how the LGBTQA+ rights movement came in June of 1969. The great Stonewall riots catalyzed the LGBT movement in New York City's Greenwich Village, starting from the early morning hours of 28 June when police raided the popular Stonewall Inn. The inn was a gathering place for young LGBTQA+ members and they were arrested for selling liquor without a license - and getting roughed house around the place, clearing the bar. Outside, the crowd that watched the bar's patrons being herded into vans were evidently enraged. 

In the past, most members of the LGBTQA+ community had stood by passively but this time, the crowd began jeering, fighting back and started throwing debris, coins, and even bottles at the police, forcing them to barricade themselves in the bar to await backup. Not before long, almost 400 people joined the riot. Although the police reinforcements dispersed the crowds, riots continued to wax and wane outside the bar for the next five days, and these riots, now known as the Stonewall riots, provided the spark that ignited the LGBTQA+ rights movement in the United States. 

In Singapore's case, there is a similar incident that is dubbed as 'Singapore's Stonewall'. In 1993, plainclothes police officers carried out a raid of Rascals at Pan Pacific Hotel on a regular Sunday gay disco night. Click here to watch Victoria Wondersnatch talk about it. This resulted in a Letter of Complaint written by Wilfred Ong and signed by 21 other people, that actually helped to reduce police raids and entrapment in the following years. 

Further liberalization happened in 2008 and Singaporeans were allowed to hold public rallies and protests at the Speaker’s Corner (they were only allowed to make speeches previously). The opportunity to gather and raise the concerns of the community in a visual and public way marked a milestone in LGBT activism. 

While we have come quite far in terms of the LGBTQA+ movement in our little red dot, there is still much more to learn and more people to educate. Our community still faces discrimination from different groups of people. While we now make a more conscious effort to include the LGBTQA+ in our conversations, there are a majority of people who still view homosexuality/transsexuality in a negative light, and there are some who still remain conservative and resistant to change.

On a practical note, is anybody else happy we get to have in-person Pink Dot again but dreading the heat and humidity?

x
evelyn
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Hello, my forest friends! How are we doing today?

It has been a while since I blogged because I was busy with my weekly activities - man I can tell you I had a wild productive weekend last week. Today, however, we will be doing a small dive into a 2 part review on Innisfree's Retinol Cica Repair Ampoule.


First off, I'd like to make this review a 2 part sort of analysis because I have only started using this Retinol Repair Ampoule for about two days - definitely not enough days to tell whether it's actually good. This will be my first impression of the ampoule and the second part will be my final verdict on it.

Secondly, we need to answer the age-old question, what is Retinol? Simply put, Retinol is a type of retinoid - which is clinically proven to treat acne, wrinkles and a host of other skin conditions/issues thanks to its ability to stimulate collagen growth and speed epidermal turnover and overall decrease inflammation. 

Retinol does not remove dead skin cells but neutralizes free radicals, boosting the production of collagen that can reduce the appearance of fine lines, wrinkles and enlarged pores. (I have a lot of enlarged pores) 

Innisfree has now introduced Retinol skincare into their ranks with this Retinol Cica Repair Ampoule. It combines the quick-exfoliating properties of pure retinol with the instant-soothing power of Cica, aka Centella Asiatica. Cica for short—is a perennial plant native to the wetlands of Asia that have been used in traditional Chinese medicine for centuries. 

https://www.beautycrew.com.au/innisfree-retinol-cica-repair-ampoule-and-focusing-patch-review

Innisfree's description of the Retinol Cica Repair Ampoule is essentially a low-irritant moisture ampoule that provides sebum control, removal of acne bacteria, soothing of inflamed skin and reduction of pore sizes and blemish scars. 

Here's the thing, however, I know Retinol is a powerful thing that is harsh to the skin if applied on sensitive skin (aka mine). In fact, people who use retinol commonly experience dry and irritated skin, especially after using a new product - so thankfully the Retinol Cica Ampoule only features a very small amount of Retinol. (Other familiar ingredients like Niacinamide, Allantoin, Salicylic acid, Peptide and Adenosine are also included to help with other skin concerns.)




So how does one use it? 

I have been using this after my nightly skincare routine, after my glycol + moisturisers. A small pump on my finger and applying around my T-zone and cheeks. According to the instructions, if you are using the retinol ampoule during the day, do apply sunscreen as it may get irritated by sunlight. For sensitive skin, using the retinol ampoule with a physical or chemical peeling product may cause irritation.

The texture of the Retinol Ampoule is lightweight and super easy to apply. There is also no after-tingling sensation so I was a little curious as to why it didn't sting, maybe the small amount of Retinol within the serum is that good so it doesn't irritate my already dry combination skin. It doesn't feel sticky afterwards and my skin felt hydrated for sure after application. 

The gel-like texture has also no distinct smell (that's great) and absorbs into the skin pretty quickly. However, I will continue using the product for another two weeks to see if it will do anything at all for my skin. At first glance, I do enjoy using it. The bottle it comes in is easy to handle and you can lock it easily with a twist of its cap. 

Because I'm afraid of its possible harshness, I haven't really applied it during my morning skincare routine - so I might change that after a week's use. So until 2-3 weeks, expect another review - either crying at the fact that I spent a buttload on this or positively brimming with happiness and a glowy face. 

Innisfree Retinol Cica Repair Ampoule retails at S$51 (30ml) at all Innisfree stores.

x
evelyn 


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Good evening my forest friends, I do hope you are ready for a ride for I have decided to start a series called Her OC: DC (Own Characters: Design Challenge). Be prepared to meet all my old own characters that I have created since 2001, a range of childish like mary-sue characters to the more down to earth unearthly characters - welcome to the rabbit hole of my mind.

I have decided to bring back some of my notable OCs to dissect them and psychoanalyze them to see if they carried certain traits for certain reasons. I will be using the basic character profile template for all of my characters and try to keep everything as simple as I possibly can. No doubt some of these OCs will be extremely cringe-worthy, but heck - what so bad about a little a cringe in our life? We will be taking a look at how I used to design them, personality and all, starting with the first character I've ever created, Itsuki Haraku.

Saying that name makes me cringe inwardly. Oh god. Strap on folks, you are in for a ride. 

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 hello my forest friends, I am unfortunately in a quandary. 

What do you do when you're stuck between two things you love and can only pick one? To preface, I am not talking about human beings lol. There are many a time I find myself at a crossroad - which was in the beginning, the name of this blog actually. I am in a dilemma about which to pick because I am afraid I'll make the wrong choice. Act too rashly and I make the wrong pick - do I use my logic here or do I go with my gut?

Then, I came across this post where someone said, "You make time for the things you genuinely want to do, and you make excuses not to do the things you don't genuinely want to do." 

Let's be honest here, I probably make time for both things but somewhere in my head, I know I do one more than the other - but does it make it the right choice? I guess there are two types of decision-makers and I'm sure by the time I finish typing this paragraph, you'll be able to tell me which one of the two you are. 

I was once a gunslinger. Making rash ruthless decisions so fast you'd think I'm some sort of inhuman. In the past, perhaps, I felt that choosing the first thing that popped up would be better because I don't regret not doing it. I was more terrified of not knowing what will happen and of not doing. In fact, the wrong choice is preferable to doing nothing at all, at least I will feel regret that I had done it instead of worrying that I never did. 

However, ever since I had to pick Acting/Writing, I took the dive and picked the route of an actor, thinking that I would strive for one of the dreams I had when I was a kid, only to realize I wasn't ready to be an actress - I wasn't ready to put in the hard work - in fact, I relished the screenwriting classes the most out of anything else. Life sort of tumbled into chaos after that.

Nowadays I tend to take my time to decide. I will choose not to get that box of mystery pokemon if I know there is a chance I won't get it - after doing the calculations and the math that it is a 1/9 chance that I will get that mew, and I don't like those chances. I will take five million years to plan a cosplay now because I am not sure which location I like better. 

But once I do decide, I find that I am usually much more happier with my decision. The only thing is, it takes time, and time, sadly, does not wait for anyone. I should have taken a degree in Mass Communications instead of a BA in Acting so I could pursue my Masters in Media Research earlier - now I'll have to wait. Now I am afraid to make decisions rashly, I spend more time worrying on the what-ifs and what-nots more instead of actually doing the thing.

In the great gamut of decision making, I have been on both sides and I am toying with this unfortunate dilemma of picking one of two equally good options. Do I just give up them both instead and do something else? 

I guess if anything some things in life can be undone.

Maybe I'll just close my eyes and pick one.

x
evelyn


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hello my forest friends, how are we today? this marks day 2 of my social media cleanse and I found myself sort of yearning for Instagram so I could post an IG story of my dinner today. Guess I really do need to get it out of my system.

Anywho, the other day someone asked me if I believed in any sort of deity - a god perhaps and I answered with a, "No, I'd like to consider myself as an atheist." Usually, people sort of leave it at that, but this person responded with a query as to "why did you choose to be an atheist?" and I was stumped for a moment. 

Why? 

"Because there is no proof, no tangible, logical proof of the existence of a higher being." I replied after a moment's hesitation. 

And of course, said person tried to explain their experiences ("ahem proof") with their God to which I disappeared out of sight. Thankfully with online platforms, you can easily just close the page with a tap of a button. The question, however, lingered in my mind for the longest of all times and I thought to myself - when and why? Was there a specific incident in my life that made me go, "yeah, there's no god."?

When I was a child in my early years, I was brought up with my Christian cousins and went to a Christian school. Church camps were obviously a huge thing - I loved them - mostly for the wrong reasons; I was there mostly to scare the kids with my ghost stories. Did I read the Bible? Yeah. Do I remember anything from the Bible? No. 

The most memorable thing was my frustration with having to pray before every meal, before we started our classes and before we went home. I do not have any recollection of anything else, Kindergarten was sort of a blur for me except for that one school play where I was a bee or some butterfly.

So I thought about it, long and hard. There was really nothing in my life that "turned" me to atheism because simply, atheism is not a choice. You either do believe in a 'supreme being' or you do not. If you do not, you are an atheist - whether you want to or not.

Rationally, there has never been ANY objective or solid evidence of any god.

Look at it this way, people choose to believe in God because they want faith, they trust the people who are their religious leaders. Faith fosters hope, belief fosters faith and they make this conscious decision to accept said religious teachings. Theism, in return, requires faith because there is no verifiable evidence.

People do not decide to become atheists, they simply realize that there is no god.

And that is what I am. 

I wasn't born into a conservative household, my mom is a freethinker and my dad wanted us to find our own path in regard to religion. I had the power and the internet to divulge and learn about other religions but I am thoroughly through and through, an atheist. Although I do find myself leaning a little bit towards an agnostic after deeper research through Reddit forums and research. An atheist is someone who doesn't believe in a god, while an agnostic is someone who doesn't believe it's possible to know for sure that a god exists. 

So did I lose faith in the teachings in my Kindergarten years?

No, I guess I never had any from the beginning. 

x
evelyn

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hello my forest friends, it's time for a book review for a satirical high stakes thrill ride of a book called bullet train. 

some spoilers ahead, so if you do plan on reading this, please skip this blog post completely. the book is only thoroughly enjoyable if you go in not knowing what is happening - in which case, I did and I also did thoroughly enjoy it. Before we begin, I'd like to quote this review by Laura Wilson from The Guardian:

"Part high-octane thriller, part farce, and laced with philosophical and literary debates, this is an unusual and thoroughly enjoyable read." - Laura Wilson, The Guardian

 

Bullet train is set entirely on board a Shinkansen train (no surprises there) traveling from Tokyo to Morioka. We follow Kimura, our first key player in this book who seems to be stalking someone, on a personal mission of vengeance. A checkered past revealed and a revenge plan gone awry, Kimura finds himself stumped by none other than Satoshi, "The Prince", whom I'd like to believe is the main antagonist. A 14-year-old school with a knack for manipulating his peers, The Prince is the driving force of this entire book, causing conflict and somehow managing to stay free from the bloodshed and innocent.

We meet an odd couple afterward, under the guise of Lemon and Tangerine ("sour and sweet"), an unusual pair of assassins both with a penchant for books - one for literature and the other - well - for Thomas the Tank Engine. Almost ironic considering there is an actual Thomas replica that rumbles through Japan's countryside. 

Finally, we are introduced to what I'd called the main protagonist of the story, Nanao. A character that initially seemed to be nothing much but grew on me quite a bit as the train trudges on. Nanao is also an assassin, but he's not just your run-of-the-mill one - he's quite literally the unluckiest assassin in his line of work. You see, all he was supposed to do was to steal a suitcase and get off the train. Simple. Not for Nanao unfortunately, as he finds wrapped up in a spider's web - one that converges all the characters that we have just met.

The entire book is extremely eventful, having each chapter unravel the layers of relationships that each character is initially unaware of - each revelation leading to more questions than answers. The dynamics between the core of these five characters are well written and complex, dramatic almost and somehow Isaka manages to end the series with a neat resolution, one that leaves it up to your own interpretation. Comical, with dark undertones, Bullet train often verges on the silly - purely for entertainment. It is a fun read nonetheless. 

I think the appeal of the story comes in the characterizations of its characters. Once you get past its erratic start (yes, the first few chapters hop between each character's point of view), the ride you take with Nanao is quite addictive. 

There are a couple of philosophical themes brought up in this novel, most notably the underlying Machiavellian justice, but blink and you'll miss it. The debate "is killing really wrong?" is a constant here and we do see ourselves getting a semblance of an answer only at the end of the book. As much as I dislike the Prince, our sociopathic chaos agent does bring up a couple of interesting commentaries as evidenced by the thoughts displayed in his school book report on the Rwandan genocide:

The Prince understood it like this: when people have a difficult decision to make, one that may go against their code of ethics, they conform to the group, and even come to believe that the answer is correct.

When he thought about it in those terms, it became easy to see the mechanism by which the genocide not only was difficult to stop but by which it fuelled itself. The people doing the killing didn’t trust their own judgement, but rather went along with the group, believing that was right.

I did, however, find that The Prince and his superiority complex highly vexing, as interesting of a character as he is. Nonetheless, it is a page-turner and I highly recommend taking on this ride with our 5 killers. 

The book is a perfect form of escapism for a rainy, coupled with some hot cocoa. I'd give it a solid 4/5 stars. 

x
evelyn

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Hello my lovely forest friends, how are we today? 


I learned a new word recently and thought I'd share it with you. A portmanteau word is a blend of words in which parts of multiple words are combined into one new word. It is a single word representing two or more underlying morphemes. 

Lewis Carroll first introduced this in his sequel to Alice in Wonderland, Through the Looking-Glass where our good old friend Humpty Dumpty explains this word to Alice to describe the dragon called the Jabberwocky. Slithy - slimy and lithe and mimsy - miserable and flimsy - a few ways we might describe someone we look at with scorn. He says and I quote;

"You see, it's like a portmanteau - there are two meanings packed up into one word."

In my drawing's case - brunch. A combination between breakfast and lunch - which is what I had today at a Hong Kong Cafe called So Good Char Chan Tang - basically breakfast for lunch but we'll call it brunch. The food was affordable and filling, but I'll probably do a more in-depth review in the future when I try out all their dim sum. My brother and I ordered two bowls of what I'd called Mild piquant macaroni and ham, which reminded us much of our primary school days - and I had the most exquisite spring roll in my life. No, I'm not exaggerating. The vegetables within the crunchy flaky roll tasted nectarous, cooked to perfection, and slathered with the right amount of sauce against its crisp skin. Heavenly. 

Anyway back to the word portmanteau - I've realized, whilst reading the meaning of said word, that it has evolved as social media developed - us as humans procuring and maybe creating more portmeantus words to explain certain terms to keep the language compact and succinct. Well, you're probably asking; "what the heck do you mean, Evelyn? You mean acronyms?"

No, I mean actual terms are that used nowadays like Email (Electronic + mail) to newer things like Netizen (Internet + Citizen).  Did you know there is a tech term called netiquette - basically internet and etiquette? It was born out of online message boards in the early 1990s and was first used in the New York Times in 1992 in an article written by William Grimes.

It is often wild to think that our lexicon continues to grow as the internet expands. We're surrounded by newfound words like such - and even though I get tickled by the idea that the word chillax is actually now in the Cambridge English dictionary, I am eager to see how many more words we create. I guess maybe it's a sign of evolution in its finest of ways. 

At the same time, I remain wary of textspeak - which in itself is sort of a portmanteau - because the lines between it and actual pop culture portmanteaus words are blurred. While textspeak has its pros - like getting to the point faster - goodbye small talk and lengthy intros - being "concise" in textspeak is not often a favorable thing. Perhaps not for all, but for me.

As a digital nomad, I find myself being unable to steer clear of textspeak. I find myself frantically trying to get my point across as fast as possible using the least amount of words as possible - even having anxiety because I see the other partner "typing" on my Whatsapp. My vocabulary is limited to social media speech and Tiktok terms, a vomit of whatever I have seen on the net. Without a doubt, I can safely say, it's ruined my literacy quite a bit. 

Hence here I am once more, working on my writing and spending more time reading, trying to digest the book without speed reading the whole thing in a day. I spend more time thinking about what I want to reply to my friend without using acronyms and attempting to form proper sentences instead of double - triple texting short succinct ones. 

All is well, however. Sometimes maybe we just need a brunch break.

x
evelyn

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Hello my dearest forest friends - some days I look back at my blog and I question myself - why did I use to address my readers as my forest friends? What was the reason I dubbed thee as forest creatures? I suppose if I were to explain it, I would first have to expound on what this blog initially meant to me. 

I have used this space as a diary of some sort. A spot where I could sit and journal down my thoughts, my feelings, and the things that I have done that made me feel some sort of way - whether happy or sad. In the Scarlet letter written by Nathaniel Hawthorn, the forest is a symbol of nature's relationship with mankind; as a place of refuge and as a place of empowerment. Likewise, I see this space as somewhere I can seek a quiet refuge from the daily noise of the outside world, to clear my ever swirling thoughts in my head. 

And you, my dear reader, are the creatures that seek the same refuge as I do, sitting around this imaginary campfire with me as I regale my tales to you. 

I am back again, after not blogging for many moons. I have been busy, my life in a whirlwind of activities. It is not as if I am not free, no doubt, I do have my free time - but I find myself surrounded by friends on my off days - instead of taking the time for myself. Now that I have some time to spare, I am trying to regain myself and my fragmented mind, doing things for actual personal improvement - not things related to work or to the people around me. 

It felt good today, being able to go to the library by myself and pick out a book from the extensive shelves. Being able to order a meal and savour it all by myself. I realized I haven't done that in years. Eons. I haven't had any time to myself to sit down and try to collect my thoughts. I did for a while today and I find myself lamenting the years I refused to eat alone - it's actually not that bad. I might try it again. It's almost like having a date with yourself. 

I think I haven't gotten the time to sit down and learn about myself. I believe we all have the time, we just don't make it because we fill it up with people that we love, things we want to do with our partners, and games we want to play with our squad - so much so we forget to sit down with ourselves for a bit. The world is filled with noise, escapism, and pretty shiny things we want to collect. Everything is at our fingertips, we fill up our time that we are so afraid of wasting with "important things and important people" we often forget to slow down and appreciate ourselves.

I blame social media - even media in general - but at the core of it all, it's sort of usually my fault. I'm the one who doesn't say "no" to friends and I'm the one who chooses to binge watch 10 seasons of TBBT to fill my head with mindless noise because I'm afraid to deal with my thoughts, instead of actually sitting down and compartmentalizing these fragmented goals - things I want to do, things I want to improve myself with.

I guess while I have the time, I should discipline myself a little and work on me.


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it has quite literally taken five gold days to find my password for this blog. apparently i do change my passwords and when i do, i never write them down in my booklet of passwords (that i am now regretting i bought because it's completely empty; digressing, i also have a lot of empty books because i'm afraid of writing in it and ruining it ANYWAY)


#include <stdio.h>
int main() {
   // printf() displays the string inside quotation
   printf("Hello, World!");
   return 0;
}

hello world

it actually hasn't been a while since i blogged, the last time i did so was when i was still in quarantine and was absolutely mind frackingly depressed to the point where I was just staring out the window, wondering how it would feel like if i just ceased to exist. hahahahahaha help.

i took a long time trying to figure out my passwords for this blog because i had the dreadful pleasure of welcoming (again, quite literally) the last person on earth to this chaotic mess called my blog. then again, it's not been a safe space for a while considering everything from 2012 onwards happened to be sponsored posts. then again, he's not that diabolical of a person, also he's not as bad as i thought  - so technically everything i've written above doesn't really count. right.

where was i? having someone i don't actually know (but also sort of know cause we see each other on a daily basis) find this page made me a little anxious. ok a little doesn't count - i am living breathing anxiety - but it made me wonder: what if someone else finds it - what if it becomes the talk of the town - the amount of people being cancelled for saying that one word or for doing something stupid - what if what if what if?

it was quite clear to me that I had to delete most of my posts that weren't sponsored related because before i started doing influencer based posts, this blog was my online, PUBLIC, diary. i hurried to find any incriminating evidence - ANYTHING 


so i went digging. i casually sifted through ALL my old posts and let me tell you, i have got a ton of them and they are cringeworthy. it's not as cringeworthy as my primary/secondary school days (wow if i were to ever find that i would DELETE the crap out of it) but it's marginally dreadful. and i stopped right at the first ever post i did. 

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Greetings my readers,

I thought I'd bring back an old tag challenge I did 10 years ago and compare the different responses through my decade of existence. Buckle up kids, this bout' to get wild.



Deep Thought 30 Day Challenge


1. What happened today? If it was the last day of your life, how satisfied would you be with your final hours?


Evelyn in 2010:
Papa's Birthday ! Last day jiu last day lurh . I've always been like that lorh , if its destiny for you to finish you final hours liek that , than be that way . Just regret i can't see HP and deathly hallows part 2 !

Evelyn in 2020:
Absolutely nothing interesting happened today. If this were to be the last day of my life, I would have regretted so much, not being able to tell the people close to me about what to do after I die. Who has my passwords? Who is going to delete my social media accounts? Do I want them deleted? I would regret not telling my family I love them and they mean the whole world to me.

I would not be satisfied. There are too many people whom I have not thanked for changing my life.  

2. Who are you? In comparison to who you used to be. What made you change?
Evelyn in 2010:
I am who i am . I've been through tons of shit this year . I quote from Yi-jung sunbei :

"This thing...(*refering to the cup) looks pretty weak..right?
But it's stronger than it looks
Do you know how long it took to become like that?
Sorted, stepped up, cut, then burned at 1300 degres ."

Suppose i matured a little bit more this year , i've grown to be more independent and i understand stuff now , i guess .


Evelyn in 2020:
I've mellowed down a lot. I've spoken out of a need rather than a want these past few years and I occasionally wish I was back in the past. Innocence and carefree are words spoken too soon at times, the words have actually lost any real meaning. 

When you are 16, you look back when you are 13 and go "oh, I used to be so innocent and carefree.", when you are 26, you look back 10 years and say the same.

I have grown up. I have learnt how to think before I speak, though now I feel I overthink too much. I used to overstep my boundaries but now I just enjoy pushing buttons without stepping over the red line. I have learnt introspection but there are so many things in the world I have not even begun to comprehend, nor do I think I will ever get the chance too until I'm much older. Change is a necessity. Change is a given. Change is only nature. I am the same, with extra introspection. Time changes everyone. 


3. Where have you been spending your time lately? Three/Five/Ten years ago would you have expected to be there?

Evelyn in 2010:
Exploring Singapore . And malls around Singapore . With new friends and old buddies . Kinda . 

Evelyn in 2020:
Due to Covid19, at home. Would have 16 year old me thought I would be lounging at home like a cat all day? Probably not. At the same time, I'm sure she would understand. We are both awfully lazy.

4. What do you think it means to be in love?

Evelyn in 2010:
Love ? I really really doubt i have ever been in love . As much as i want to believe it , its always nothing but just an emotion lorh . Comes and goes like the wind . So , i have no idea here .

Evelyn in 2020:
To be unconditionally given love. To find someone who goes you because they genuinely care, people who ask you 'are you okay?' because they know what you are going through. To be in love is to love another, unconditionally, wholly and to not want anything else back. (I am aromantic, 16 year old me was right, HAHA)

5. Pick a song that projects the same mood as your day or week and explain.

Evelyn in 2010:
Bone shatter by Hedley . I'm pissed , nuff said .

Evelyn in 2020:
I've been listening to My R. わたしのアール 

I am actually depressed. hahahahahahahaha help

6. Talk about a recent experience that has effected you greatly and how.

Evelyn in 2010:
I've a lot of crap that i've been through , says this year's experiences affected me lurhs .

Evelyn in 2020:
The introduction of quarantine. I think it has given me (and various others) time to sit back and inspect ourselves. The brought along a lot of sudden realizations that dawned upon me, about life, about friends, about myself - it's a lot to take in, especially since I just avoid these conversations in my head by escapism.

7. Think of the last person you hugged. What would you do if they vanished
completely?

Evelyn in 2010:
My dad . Just now just hugged him only . Miss him ? If hes missing , i'd probably go out in all ways to find him .

Evelyn in 2020:
I hugged my best friend. I would be incredibly devastated. If there was even a chance in the world that he was merely just lost, I would search the seven seas to find him, yes, even if I had to get on a boat.

8. Write about the first moment that comes to your head when you read the words “childhood memory”

Evelyn in 2010:
The memories of me , Damian , Darrell , Claire and Darius playing together .

Evelyn in 2020:
Huh. Same. My childhood memories with my cousins will never change.

9. Where do you see yourself in 10 years?

Evelyn in 2010:
In New Zealand with my twinnieh with our cats and huskies ! Cosplaying and going out together and working ! Or with my other twinnie in Japan .

Evelyn in 2020:
2010 Evelyn was awfully idealistic. She wasn't wrong though. My cousin cosplayed with me and we are both now working, though not together. I have since relinquished my twinnie status with said other friend - I have a good friend now who will join me in japan next year for our yearly trip.

10. Did you have a good day or a bad day? Where do you think that defining line was?

Evelyn in 2010:
Fuck this shit . It turned from great to fucked up . My MOTHER .

Evelyn in 2020:
I had a good day. I was content.

11. Do you feel protective over someone?

Evelyn in 2010:
Other than myself . my blood family members .

Evelyn in 2020:
My family. My extended family. Protective is not exactly the word I would use though...

12. If you could trade places with anyone for one week, who would it be and why?

Evelyn in 2010:
Ming dao's girlfriend . Do i need to explain ?

Evelyn in 2020:
No one. BUT if I had to - probably Darren Criss. he looks like he has fun. Markiplier too.

13. Where do you see your best friend in 10 years?
Evelyn in 2010:
Beside me , watching the sun set .

Evelyn in 2020:
Idealistic as always, 16 year old evelyn. I think I thought we would both be together forever without thinking about how she wanted a family of her own. 

I would see my best friend baking a chocolate cake for himself in 10 years, waiting for his BTO statement and working on projects together. Yes. This one will be beside me, watching the sun rise and set. 

14. When you are stressed, what can you use as an outlet? Why do you think it helps you?


Evelyn in 2010:
Running . Its just fun .

Evelyn in 2020:
No lie though, there is no change.

15. What do you believe in? And not just God or atheism.

Evelyn in 2010:
Destiny and fate . I didn't believe in God before , but now i do .

Evelyn in 2020:
I don't actually know. I don't know what I believe in anymore.

16. What are you passionate about?

Evelyn in 2010:
Tons of stuff . My mind is so fickle , my passion dies out after a while .

Evelyn in 2020:
Writing. Reading. Cosplaying. Drawing. Vlogging.

17. Who was the last person you kissed? (If you are still with them now, pick the person before them.) What would they say if they saw you now?

Evelyn in 2010:
My Mew . She would say , "STOP USING ME AS A PILLOW BITCH ."

Evelyn in 2020:
My green dog. He says 'kiss me more pls'. I need to give my mews more love. 

18. Talk about your extended family. Why do you think they are the way they are?

Evelyn in 2010:
Extended family ? Family nonetheless i guess .

Evelyn in 2020:
They are a bunch of misfits. They are my misfits.

19. If you could be anywhere in the world, but you had to be there for a certain cause, where would you be and why?

Evelyn in 2010:
Malaysia . Pei my Twinnieh .

Evelyn in 2020:
Right now it would be Osaka for the Wizarding World of Harry Potter

20. Again, pick a song that projects the mood of your week or day.

Evelyn in 2010:
Fuck you by Lily Allen 

Evelyn in 2020:
Deep Water by American Authors

21. Look back. Why did you choose this challenge? Do you think it says anything about you?

Evelyn in 2010:
Kena tagged . I guess so .

Evelyn in 2020:
I wanted to compare myself against 16 year old me. Maybe in 10 years I'll do this again. 

22. How do you think people see you? Be a little negative and a little positive.


Evelyn in 2010:
Negatively , i think people see me as stubborn , reckless , nasty and stuck up . I'm a prissy princess and i flaunt it off . Positively , i guess im funny , playful and mischievous in a good way .

Evelyn in 2020:
Some people see me as manipulative and stuck-up - as they perceive me as being too 'blunt' sometimes, I have had people tell me they like being close to someone who is too much too honest. I'm seen as eccentric or an oddball who happens to be very resourceful, a jack of all trades, a master of one. 

23. Explain your life plan for the next month, then the next year, then three years, then five years.


Evelyn in 2010:
Next month


- DIE DIE DIE DIE GET GOOD MARKS FOR O LEVEL .
- Go to Malaysia and learn Piano for good .
- Get a job .
- Be rich . Strike to-to or 4D .
- Cosplay .


Next year


- Cosplay
- Become Rich .
- Spend more time with twinnieh .
Lazy to think .

Evelyn in 2020:

As materialistic as this is going to sound, I'm just going to earn enough money to go to Japan next year - that's the only thing I'm looking forward to. Of course I have other plans, like 16 year old me to cosplay or to learn a new instrument - but right now I'm just content in finding a job that I enjoy & pays well. 

I have no life plans. Even though it occasionally sounds like I have, I haven't thought of it thoroughly. It is scary. I need to stop seeing it as horrifying but I don't want to adult. I wish I was a kid again. I wish I'd stop being like this.

24. Are you more social or independent? Why do you think that is?

Evelyn in 2010:
Independent . Better luhs .

Evelyn in 2020:
Both has it qualities. Being social however, I found, is much easier when you need help.

25. What do you think it means to be a good parent?


Evelyn in 2010:
I fucking hate kids . Good parent for me ? To not be a parent .

Evelyn in 2020:
Ah. This aged like fine wine. I will never want kids. To be a good parent for me, is not to be parent.

26. Talk about a moment where you were truly happy. What was happening? Who were you with?

Evelyn in 2010:
A few days ago at Malaysia . Twinnieh and i were talking about our lives . Everything we do that , i feel so happy . Like nothing could ruin that moment .

Evelyn in 2020:
I was cycling in the wee hours of the morning. I was free.

27. Is there a friend you are worried about? Why do they have you concerned? Do you think they’ll be okay?
Evelyn in 2010:
Yeah . Hes just as reckless as i am . I guess .

Evelyn in 2020:
None actually. Funny enough.

28. Would you rather someone tell you the truth up front but gently, or be lied to to spare your feelings?
Evelyn in 2010:
Truth prevails .

Evelyn in 2020:
Truth does prevail.

29. If you could be doing the same things you do now, only in your own way, how would a normal day in your life go?
Evelyn in 2010:
Malaysia . Cosplaying .

Evelyn in 2020:
Waking up early in the morning, cycling to get breakfast. Coming back home to write my novel, spending some time tending to my cats. Spend some off time drawing or reading, head for lunch with my best friend, come home to game. Cosplay for fun. Have dinner before sending best friend home. Finish the night with writing.

30. Look back on this last month and talk about it.
Evelyn in 2010:
This month ? Nothing much . Miss my twinnieh like mad only .

Evelyn in 2020:
Tough month. I keep worrying about people dying. I keep wanting to step out of my comfort zone but I can't move my feet. I miss my old workplace because it felt stable - I feel undisciplined, unstable and a little lost. 

I am not wallowing on it though. I am making change. Slowly but surely. 


Evelyn out.
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And yes, it is a thing. A thing that I don’t think most people actually understand what it truly means.

When people think of mansplaining, they’re actually thinking of men complaining, which isn’t what it is.

Mansplaining (and this actually is a word according to Microsoft word because it isn’t correcting it or saying it’s wrong, so that’s funny haha) is when a man explains a concept to women that is common knowledge or doesn’t take much to understand: aka something the woman already knows; and tries to teach it to the woman as if she doesn’t know it.

It happens to me all the time.

Popularly, a Deadpool writer was standing in line for the new Deadpool movie and a man in line started grilling her on not knowing who Deadpool was and trying to explain the character to her.

In my case, I was a boom operating for a short student film. Our actor, a very outspoken male, kept insisting how I should do my job, even yelling at me at one point because the boom was on, despite having my director instructing me to start recording.

Women are not shutting down because you’re disagreeing with them. We’re not that petty. But when my male friends starts to argue with me on how women have it much easier than men and we have privilege because we can “go to the bar, get free drinks, and then don’t even have to have sex with the guy in return like a tease,” I get a little frustrated because that’s one of the most outrageous statements I have ever heard.

Women are not shutting down because you’re disagreeing with them.

They’re shutting down because you won’t listen to their side of the story.

So, I hear you say “you are just using mansplain to refer to a man giving a correct response to something, technically he isn’t wrong. You could use “condescending”, something that isn’t gender exclusive.

True, but “mansplain” is a term that is meant to be gender specific. It refers to the specific type of condescension a man levels at a woman because he maintains a gender bias. Nobody ever said “mansplaining” was inaccurate. It is usually correct in the information it presents.

The issue at hand is that this is done with a specific intent, i.e. To undermine a woman WHETHER OR NOT she asked for correct information, and WHETHER OR NOT she was intentionally being humorous. In other words, the man assumes the woman is wrong because she is inherently incapable of knowing things, and ignores all cues to intellect, like a subtle sense of humor, rhetoric, more extensive education, emotional terminology and so on. The man assumes that she requires him to enlighten her. The man assumes that he is ENTITLED to enlighten her. The man assumes a socially superior position, whether or not it is warranted.

So, why use it?

Why fight for equality by using gender-encoded terms?

Because it is a negative gender-encoded behaviour and it absolutely should be pointed out AS A NEGATIVE. We call a murderer a murderer and a rapist a rapist. A sexist is a sexist, meaning they are prejudiced against someone for their sex. Pointing out a gender bias with a humorous term is not sexist. Think about it. Do men have any funny and not inherently cruel and dehumanizing language for women? No. If they think a woman is unfair, they call her a bitch, a cunt, a whore, etcetera. There is no equivalent to “mansplain” except “feminazi” and that is of itself, a term designed to delegitimize and degrade.

“Mansplaining” points to the negative behaviour and does not in any way deride the speaker. It merely elucidates the gender bias.

“When you are accustomed to privilege, equality feels like prejudice”.

Men are accustomed to being taken seriously with no more credibility than their genitals, endowed with authority, socialized to speak whenever or wherever they wish, and learn to treat women as unequal in subtle but hurtful ways, from gender bias in the workplace to social interactions. When this negative bias is pointed out to them and highlighted, when the privilege of doing this with impunity is revoked, suddenly they feel as if they are being mistreated.

Female subjugation is to our culture as water is to fish; it’s so pervasive and ubiquitous that it’s almost impossible to see unless you know what you’re looking for.

But it’s there.

No one can debate you into understanding their point of view. It will never happen, and I think we all know that, if we’re honest with ourselves. All we can really do is keep extending the invitation for you to give us your sustained curiosity, and hope that you accept that invitation someday. Until then, you can hold out in your unassailable “debate us or be wrong” fortresses for as long as you’re determined to.

Until then, stop trying to mansplain to me about a woman’s biological clock, or about how to play the games I have on my steam pc.


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The Best Itinerary for a Grand Alaskan Adventure: 10 Days in Alaska




Ready for an adventure of a lifetime? Alaska, land of craggy, snow-capped mountains, vast tundra plains, gravel-beach rivers and stunning fjords, is definitely one of the most beautiful places on earth. Humongous in scale, this 10-day itinerary is merely just a sampler platter, showing you a smattering of all Alaska has to offer. Sally forth into the epic wilderness and visit a quirky medley of attractions, a feast for your eyes. An Alaska vacation is going to be the one that is unforgettable!





Highlights:





Feel Alaska’s Vastness by Driving One of its Highways


Learn About Alaska Native Cultures


Visiting this whimsical stacked cabin looks like something out of a children's book.


Dive into Alaska’s Largest Museum


Explore and hike through the staggering massif of Mount Denali is the centerpiece of Denali National Park





BRIEF ITINERARY:




Day 1: Arrive In Anchorage

Day 2: Explore Anchorage

Day 3: Denali

Day 4: Denali National Park

Day 5: Denali

Day 6: Travel to/Explore Seward

Day 7: Sightseeing in Kenai Fjords

Day 8: Travel to Girdwood

Day 9: Alaska Spencer Glacier and rafting

Day 10: Drive back to Anchorage






DETAILED ITINERARY:




Day 1: Arrive In Anchorage




Source: Anchorage Musuem




Here’s a good tip: try to get a window seat as you descend into Anchorage - your eyes will be treated to an up-close view of the decadent Chugach Mountains, covered in snow and glaciers (at any time of the year). Arrive at the Airport of Anchorage, gather your luggage and get a taxi into the city and let the experience of a lifetime begin.




After you have settled into your downtown hotel, head over to the Snow City Café for some food! Stacks of pancakes doused in Canadian maple syrup, gluten-free breakies galore, one of the most acclaimed eggs Benedict dishes in the state, crab-flavored omelettes and sockeye salmon cakes with that uber-fresh Anchorage edge all add up to make Snow City Café unquestionably the top spot in the city for starting the day. The joint is located on the corner of 4th Avenue in the downtown, boasts a sunny interior with plenty of natural light and a staff that is perpetually smiling. Don’t miss the regular community events that take place here either, ranging from summertime street parties to charity fundraisers.




Next up, a visit to the Anchorage Museum, one of the largest museums in the state. This isn’t just a city museum, it shares the story of Alaska. These art and history galleries are the best primer for a trip through Alaska. Drawing in just shy of 200,000 visitors each year, this sprawling exhibition space of more than 170,000 square feet is hailed as the finest museum in all of Alaska. It’s loaded with everything from landscape portraiture of the wild Alaskan backcountry (just check out that Romantic rendition of craggy Mount McKinley by the famed Sydney Laurence) to collections of tools and relics from the Frontier State’s native tribespeople of centuries gone by. A journey through the attraction promises to tell tales of Alaskan history from its earliest years, ranging through Russian settlement, to the great gold rushes, to the curious undercurrent of artistic modernism found today in Anchorage itself.




Afterwards, to end the night, Sip local craft beers at the Midnight Sun Brewing Co. Staying true to the rule that there’s no American city too small to support a microbrewery (or three), Anchorage offers up this acclaimed beer depot. Situated on Dimond Hook Drive just to the south of the center, the menu touts a range of creative hops concoctions, going from the Pacific dweller’s favorite, Arctic Rhino Coffee Porter, to the warming, peppery tones of Sockeye Red IPA. Real hops heads can also look forward to finding a range of seasonal brews adorning the menu, all alongside a medley of all-American bites, from mozzarella sticks to grilled-cheese sandwiches to double-fried chips. It’s great for a post-hike unwind!





Day 2: Explore Anchorage






Source: Unsplash




Rise and shine to shop for local produce at the Saturday Market! Anchorage’s famous Saturday Market is a hubbub of local chatter, drawing people in from the surrounding Chugach valleys and the city’s suburbs to mingle and talk and – most importantly – eat! Yes sir, this is the place to be if you’ve come to Alaska for the cuisine. Stalls pop-up selling all kinds of regional delicacies, including smoked salmon, fresh salmon that tastes plucked straight from the mountain streams, fresh veg, fruit and even Caribbean and Polynesian curries. There are craft stalls too. These tout a medley of Russian dolls and painted Fabergé eggs, Native American trinkets and Anchorage-related souvenirs.




Afterwards, it’s time to hit the pistes of the Hilltop Ski Area! Draped over the small foothills of the Chugach ranges just a short 15-minute drive from the heart of the Anchorage downtown, the Hilltop Ski Area is a fine place to strap on the skis or wax down the snowboard while visiting. Suited perfectly to beginner skiers, the resort has just one piste, a humble chairlift and a couple of drags. There’s also a small terrain park for adrenaline-seekers on-site, along with a ski school and rental facilities if you’re in need of gear. And if the terrain here just isn’t challenging enough, then be sure to shoot southwards out of town to Alyeska – one of North America’s most acclaimed winter resorts where the snow is powder-perfect!




You’ve already taken in the Anchorage Museum and climbed Flattop Mountain but who can go to bed when it’s still light outside at 11pm? A bolt of energy surges through downtown Anchorage on any given weekend evening in the summer. Pushcart vendors hawk sausages on 4th Ave, horse-drawn carriages pick up passengers at Hotel Captain Cook, frisbees glide through the air in Delaney Park and a line out the door at Chilkoot Charlie’s waits for the house band to metaphorically blow the roof away.





Day 3: Talkeetna






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Board the morning train with Alaska Railroad and enjoy the seven-hour scenic ride to Talkeetna, a small Alaska town where artists, pilots, and mountaineers congregate. This will be a pit stop before you head down to Denali for your next adventure! Check into your hotel and head out to the town to explore!




Along with the bars and former roundhouses, the one main street in Talkeetna is filled with a mix of ramshackle shops, wooden cabins, and quaint houses turned storefronts selling everything from standard Alaskan souvenirs to local crafts and artwork. Each shop, even those filled to the brim with mass-market products only a tourist could love, comes with a hippie ethos and “shop local” mentality. While this is certainly a great place to stock up on your standard magnets, keychains, and ornaments to bring home, it also offers plenty of shops run by local artisans who sell everything from jewelry and soap to artwork and photography.




No visit is complete without a visit to Nagley’s General Store, which has been in operation since 1921, a.k.a. since “before most of you were born,” as its logo proudly displays; it was also the former home of Stubbs the Mayor, and workers are happy to tell you about the many store cats who came before and after him.




Sneak a photo at the unusual Dr Seuss House! Hidden in the sparse woods outside Talkeetna, Alaska, is a bizarrely singular home known by locals as the Dr. Seuss House, though that isn’t what its creator calls it. While this whimsical house has no direct relation to the famed author, it is easy to see how the structure got its nickname. The house is not complete and is on private property that is monitored. But if you take a ride on the Alaskan railroad through Talkeetna you’ll get an amazing view. You can also see it briefly from the highway but it is gone in a second, so be on the lookout.




Take a before- or after-dinner stroll through this tiny town, and check out the artwork that residents create during the quiet, cold winter months. Denali Brewing Company and Twister Creek Restaurant is a nice dinner option and a good place to soak in the bustling summer scene.




Day 4: Welcome to Denali National Park






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Rise and shine to board a train from Talkeetna to Denali, onboard the train crosses the Knik River with the Chugach Mountains as a backdrop. Just south of Talkeetna, watch for views of Denali rising high above the Susitna River. North of Talkeetna, the tracks veer away from the road system and into the backcountry Hurricane area; this region offers views of the snaking Indian River, the occasional remote cabin and the expansive sight of Hurricane Gulch from the top of a 296-foot bridge.




Your stay begins at Denali Park Village, in either a Lodge Room or a Cabin all to yourself, located seven miles south of the park entrance and nestled along the banks of the Nenana River. Join a guide for a hike up Quigley Ridge or down to McKinley Bar. In the afternoon, you can squeeze in a visit to Fanny Quigley's cabin to explore the prospector's past of the area. Or book a massage at the Nest Spa. Strong hikers should plan to spend the day hiking up to Camp Ridge or along the Busia Mountain Trail.




Most of Denali National Park is not accessible by private vehicle, so National Park Service buses are the only way to really get into the park, see wildlife, and potentially, see the mountain of Denali herself.




Only the first 15 miles of the main Park Road allows private vehicles, so booking a bus is essential for sightseeing. Two types are available — narrated tour buses, where you stick with a group for the day, and transit buses, which allow you to hop off where you want and ride back with a different crew as space allows. Bus ticket prices depend on how far into the park you want to go, with the farthest point of Kantishna 92 miles down the road.




Consider reserving an early morning time slot if you plan to do much hiking, as the ride alone takes several hours, depending on how far you’re going (about 7 to 12 hours round trip to the various turn-around points). Along the way, buses make rest stops and pauses for wildlife ogling whenever someone spots a moose, bear, caribou or the like.




The Tundra Wilderness Tour offers spectacular scenery and many opportunities for wildlife viewing which makes it one of the most popular ways to experience and understand Denali National Park. This 7 to 8 hour tour takes you 54 miles into the Park, within 30 miles of Denali where on a clear day you can view the entire mountain from base to summit! After a scenic 7-hour bus tour indulge in some hot Alaskan brewed coffee at Quigley's Coffee Corner at The Lodge.





Day 5: Day two for Denali




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Begin with breakfast at Gold Rush Dining Room. At the "center of it all" and all-day casual, offering bountiful buffets with plenty of options between food and brews. Once you have eaten your fill, it’s time for the adventure to begin.




Take a hike of a lifetime! Join a guided hiking tour provided by your lodge, an in-depth view of the environmental, historical and scientific significance of Alaska’s awe-inspiring wilderness. Afterwards, treat yourself to a rafting experience. Enjoy stunningly beautiful scenery and your choice of exciting whitewater rafting or a tranquil mild whitewater trip. This 3 to 4 hour rafting trip takes you on Class III and IV whitewater rafting down 11 miles of scenic canyon and gorge. Rafting on the glacially fed Nenana River is a fantastic experience for all ages. Whichever trip you choose, you'll get to see a part of Alaska you can't explore any other way.




After an exciting day, you can unwind and dine at Gold Rush Dining Room, open all day in the heart of the Denali Park Village to enjoy scrumptious uniquely Alaskan offerings throughout the evening. After a sumptuous meal, you can visit the Lucky Miss Saloon, a gathering place for friends old and new. Enjoy the "views and spirits" of Denali though creative cocktails, the best brews and inspired small plates.





Day 6: Travel to/Explore Seward






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Rise and shine to take the early Park Connection Motorcoach from Anchorage to Seward! After making the 150-minute drive from Anchorage to Seward, you’ll have most of the day to explore the city. If you are wondering what to do in Seward, the first thing you should consider is simply walking around town to orient yourself. Although the town is divided into two parts, separated by a few miles of waterfront parks, Seward is small enough to walk or bike quite easily.




After checking in, spend a few hours at the Alaska SeaLife Center in downtown Seward; you can see a variety of sea creatures including several in rehabilitation or research studies. From sea lions and seals to puffins and coho salmon, the Sealife Center educates visitors on the types of animals in the area and the impact that humans have on their existence. You can book additional hands-on interactive tours with puffin, octopus and sea otters. Additionally, if you are interested you can also take a behind-the-scenes tour of the facility to learn about the Alaska Sealife Center’s role in the community.




Continue your cultural trip in Seward by visiting the Chugach Heritage Center, where you can learn about the heritage of the Chugach people and view Native artworks. The Seward Community Library Museum is also worth a stop, as it houses photographs, artifacts and historical documents pertaining to Seward’s history, as well as Native baskets and ivory carvings.




The Seward Community Library Museum is also worth a stop, as it houses photographs, artifacts and historical documents pertaining to Seward’s history, as well as Native baskets and ivory carvings.




End the night with some Harbor Dining at Alaska Seafood Grill – a restaurant that serves up local seafood, burgers & sides! Located in the Harbor in beautiful Seward, Alaska, they provide a variety of fresh, Alaskan seafood in a fast casual environment. All items are offered a’la carte, to mix and match to sample the Arctic Ocean’s bounty.





Day 7: Sightseeing in Kenai Fjords






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Wake up at the break of dawn to head out for a sightseeing tour that will take you out into Kenai Fjords National Park. As the name suggests, these fjords are massive waterways that are home to some of Alaska’s greatest sea life, including humpback and orca whales, seabirds like puffins, and plenty of otters. Encompassing 1,047 square miles (2,711 square kilometers), the park is littered with glacial-carved fjords.




Within the park, make sure to visit Harding Icefield, an enormous ice field with 40 glaciers flowing into it. Take an aerial tour over the park for a unique vantage point, kayak through the fjords and explore the trails around Exit Glacier. If you’re interested in fishing, salmon and Dolly Varden are prevalent in the backcountry of the park. And don’t forget to spend some time trying to spot wildlife like black bears, bald eagles, mountain goats, Dall’s porpoises, Steller sea lions, humpback and orca whales and much more.




If you are asked to describe Seward Boat Harbor with one word, “bustling” would be the right definition for it. Conveniently located on the northern edge of Resurrection Bay, just a short drive off the Seward Highway, the busy harbor accommodates over 100 charter fishing boats and a small number of tour boats. This fact (and, of course, the mail attraction of the city – Kenai Fjord National Park) can explain why more than 300,000 voyagers travel great distances to take part in the hectic life of the harbor and admire its splendid surroundings.




Swirl to the opposite site of the Seward Highway, to what it looks like a residential area with isolated houses. A short drive of less than five minutes (use map or GPS, since it is quite easy to get lost on winding county roads) will take you to the base of Mount Marathon, a home of Two Lakes Park. As the name suggests, the main attraction of the park are two lakes settled behind a few unfenced houses. As you hit a trail (a short, less than a mile loop) and venture out into the woods, the Alaskan wilderness warmly embraces you, leaving behind the sights of the city. Scenic waterfalls, spruce, and dense vegetation replace the familiar images of Seward and accompany you all the way through the hike. So pristine! Some people regard Two Lakes Park as a hidden gem of Seward.




Just a few miles north of Seward, a breathtaking place, called Bear Creek, claims its ownership. The main jewel of this location is Bear Lake, better known as the area’s best spot for fishing and watching jumping out of the water pink salmon. Narrow, winding trails running through the woods to the peaceful lake make the creek also irresistible for the hikers of all levels. But while enjoying your hike of fishing session, keep an eye on bears, lawful residents of the place. Apparently, even the name of the area was given to it by virtue of these furry, short-tailed mammals.




Try the Cookery for dinner! This neighborhood restaurant is the best place in town to get fresh oysters and locally brewed beer. Their menu is short and simple, but features satisfying dishes such as kimchi sausage, smoked beef brisket, and spicy fried chicken. Save room for dessert! Everyone loves their cream cheese ice cream!





Day 8: Travel to Girdwood






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A 1.5-hour drive, head to Girdwood via rental car. En route, we recommend taking a small detour to enjoy lunch and walk around my favorite small Alaska town, Hope. There isn’t a ton to do in Hope, but it gives you a good picture of what life is like outside the “cities” in Alaska. Enjoy lunch at the Sea View Cafe, walk along the river, and try your hand at gold panning.




In Girdwood, spend the afternoon by taking the Alyeska tram up Alyeska mountain. This tram is part of the Alyeska Resort and takes about seven minutes to bring you up the mountain. En route, you’ll see hanging glaciers on nearby mountains, and maybe even some wildlife in the landscape below. If you’re not ready to brave the Alaskan trails on your own, join a guided hike with Ascending Path. Even if you’re comfortable hiking, doing it with them will be a richer experience, since you’ll learn about the flora and fauna as you go.




Once you’ve arrived at the top of the tram, you can hike around and afterwards enjoy dinner at Seven Glaciers restaurant.





Day 9: Alaska Spencer Glacier and rafting






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Wake up and board The Alaska Railroad, where you’ll be transported to Spencer Glacier, an area accessible only by rail. Your trip begins with a scenic ride on Alaska Railroad’s Glacier Discovery train, which runs from Anchorage, Girdwood, and other pick-up points along the railbelt.




Enjoy a beautiful ride down Turnagain Arm and the Placer River Valley and into more remote areas of Alaska that you can’t get to by car. Disembark at the Spencer Glacier Whistlestop, and gear up for an exploration of the iceberg-choked Spencer Lake and points beyond. Cramp on some ice cleats and hike, or even climb on Spencer Glacier itself.




Regardless of age or physical ability, you’ll get to experience picture-postcard Alaska with this tour, where your guide does all the heavy lifting. You’ll feel like an Arctic explorer as you float among icebergs that have broken off the Spencer Glacier. They are all shapes and sizes, dotting the water of Spencer Lake and creating a surreal landscape that your guide will expertly navigate. Some are even close enough to touch! End up at the Placer River, where the water is usually high enough to accommodate a family-friendly float. You’ll encounter mellow Class I or II water on this river, so you won’t get wet except for the occasional splash. Be sure you have a camera ready to capture the ultimate in scenic Alaska: see-through icebergs, the dramatic “face” of Spencer Glacier, and yourself rafting among it all!




End off the night at Girdwood's Friendliest Bar, the Hightower Pub, Pub fare with a focus on house made soul food, in addition to cold beer, burgers, wings!




Day 10: Back to Anchorage






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Wake up on your last day from these 10 days in Alaska. It’s an easy day: all you need to do is get back to Anchorage from Girdwood, approximately an hour away. Eat your fill at your hotel buffet before heading out!




On the way back, make a pit stop to the Potter Marsh, a huge wetland marsh, one of the most accessible wildlife viewing spots in Alaska. This 564-acre freshwater marsh stretches for nearly two miles between the New Seward Highway and the base of the Chugach Mountains. This rich habitat also attracts browsing moose, beavers and muskrats, bald eagles, and spawning salmon.




If you have some time, go for a hike up Flattop, one of Anchorage’s popular hiking mountains near the city. Whichever path you choose, start the hike at the Glen Alps Trailhead. It’s about 20 minutes from downtown Anchorage. Flattop Mountain Shuttle can provide transportation from downtown to the trailhead and back.




At the end, you’ll need to board a plane home at Ted Stevens International Airport. Many flights are red-eye when heading home, so settle in for the long flight with dreams full of your Alaskan adventures!

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