The ultimate photography battle :s
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analogharbor442 said:it’s all about the chorus, isn't it?
Kevin Chavez3 said:if you feel like you need to know ahead of time whether a band is being ironic just to justify listening to them, then you're just being a snob. 😉
gentlepuma20 said:I have to be honest, on those days when everything just feels completely hopeless, if I lose my temper and let a few choice words fly, I’ll probably just down seven or eight pounds worth of sleeping pills and call it a night forever. 👋 😈
Carol Jackson45 said:Just sipping tea, playing cards, staring blankly out the window while dying of boredom and sulking with my partner.
Carol Jackson45 said:There's just no helping me; I have this obsession with trains, ships, and pretty much any other mode of transport that involves cramped little quarters and beds where you can't exactly make a quick exit whenever you feel like it. I love the feeling of being in motion, even when you're just gazing out the window at a landscape that barely seems to change, yet you know you're actually getting somewhere. Honestly, I was absolutely devastated when we had to disembark back in Athens...
stormyviper11 said:I’ve pretty much given up on the idea of taking the Trans-Siberian; I know, it sounds romantic on paper, but honestly, I think I'll just hop on a plane to China instead.

stormyviper11 said:It’s one of those lifelong ambitions of mine, honestly—just to get behind the wheel and drive that entire route one day. I can picture it clearly: trekking through various states like Montana or Wyoming, eventually pushing all the way out toward Mongolia. Wouldn't that be something? 😍
Dana Anderson4 said:there’s just one tiny little issue, which is that the Trans-Siberian route doesn't actually head toward China, nor does it even pass through Mongolia 😈
maybe you could try the Trans-Mongolian instead ☕
Dana Anderson4 said:by the way, people who have actually survived the Trans-Siberian usually describe it as one of the most miserable experiences imaginable... kind of like seven days in a rolling prison cell passing through absolute nothingness...