This is a question that really should have occurred to me before - how *did* all the late 60′s-70′s hippies physically get to India in the numbers culture has told me they did? Flights were of course an option, but only for a few - the prices pre-1980′s were ruinously expensive, and hippies may have been from more elite backgrounds but they were still a ton of broke college kids all the same. And its not like you would take a boat through the Suez or around the horn as a passenger, and no train lines existed for most of that journey. So what gives?
Well you drove of course!
I somehow never learned about the Hippie Trail, but it was a big thing apparently, a gap in knowledge for me. But I see why I forgot it - its an artifact lost to political revolution. British college students renting a bus and riding through...Iran...and Afghanistan....that stopped being an option by 1980. But under the Shah and Khan these were western-looking states open for business. And until the late 1970′s the price of gas was pretty much irrelevant, neither costs nor borders was a barrier. Chalk up another cultural artifact undergirded by - and undone by - global political and economic realities.
(also note the critical fact of Yugoslavia being communist-but-third-way-unaligned to open up that path)
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i learned about the Seiryu Miharashi station in Japan, a train station with no entrances or exits, no roads or paths to connect it, all it serves is a platform for the train passengers to step out and admire the valley (x)
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FALLING ASLEEP ON THEM
Warnings: Slight Spoilers for Mugen Train????
[Pairings: Tanjiro Kamado x reader, Zenitsu Agatsuma x reader, & Inosuke Hashibara x reader]
“And it went like boom! And it was like whoosh!” Tanjiro was currently telling you about the time he almost set his house on fire. You and Tanjiro were at the butterfly estate recovering from a mission. You guys were sitting outside looking at the stars, while you listened to Tanjiro ramble on and on. In all honesty, you were tired. Tanjiro had you on his lap, you're back against his chest. He would leave little pecks on your head from time to time. Your eyes would flutter shut, but would immediately be interrupted by Tanjiro exaggerating his storytelling. You didn’t mind though, you loved how optimistic he was when telling stories, it was adorable. “But yeah, I don’t think my mom ever left me in the kitchen alone after that,” Tanjiro said, chuckling. He noticed your lack of responding, “Y/n?” Tanjiro moved a little to see you fast asleep on his chest. His face immediately softened at the sight before him. Your cheek was a little squished against your shoulder, while you loosely gripped his pants. After staring at you for quite a while he decided on carrying you back to the room. “Goodnight my lovely.” He spoke just above a whisper. Kissing your head and snuggling right against you.
Zenitsu was currently watching you make another flower crown. “Wow Y/n you’re so good at this! I love you so much.” He giggled while pulling you closer to his side. It was a very peaceful day, both of you deciding on having a picnic in the forest. Finding a nice spot, you and Zenitsu settled down. You placed your head on his shoulder, humming at his praise. “I love you to Zenitsu.” You placed the flower crown on his head, making him blush. Zenitsu would leave little words of praise here and there. Hearing you yawn, he turns to you. “Are you tired darling?” “Mmm just a little…” you averted your gaze, “How about you take a nap here and when you wake up we’ll walk back, yea?” He caresses your cheek, “Okay” you mumble, placing a quick kiss to the corner of his mouth. Zenitsu blushed at the kiss, laying down he gestured you to lay down next to him. You quickly put your head on his chest, already falling asleep to the rhythm of his beating heart. He played with your hair, helping you fall asleep. “You’re so precious love…” he drifted off. Quickly kissing your temple and holding you tighter.
You and the three boys were sent on a mission to ride the Mugen Train and assist the Flame pillar; Kyōjurō Rengoku, with slaying a demon that had been killing and feasting on the passengers. Boarding the train, Inosuke ran right past you, yelling nonsense about how fast the train was. “Calm down you idiot!” Zenitsu yelled. Grabbing Inosuke by the mask he yanked him away from the window. Swooping next to Inosuke, you grabbed his hand. “Come on Inosuke, we need to find the Flame Pillar.” Inosuke stared at you dumbfounded, little fuzzy balls floating around him. He simply nodded, falling in step with you. Zenitsu stared at you, mouth agape, wondering how you could tame a beast like Inosuke. After moving in to the next cart, you encountered Rengoku. Tanjiro sat beside him while you sat next to Inosuke and Zenitsu in front of you both. Inosuke was practically jumping out of his seat with excitement. “Isn’t this awesome Y/n! It’s going so fast!” “Yea, it is pretty cool.” You laughed. Grabbing his arm you rested on his shoulder, making Inosuke halt his jumping. He turned to you, admiring your face. You truly were a goddess. Inosuke never was good at complimenting you, but he did show it in his own way, “You’re the only one worth Lord Inosuke’s time!”, “How are you doing that! You’re making me feel all warm and weird!” Or giving you an assemble of nuts he found in the woods. You looked forward to Inosuke’s little comments, they always made your day. No one could see, but Inosuke had the softest smile on his face. He nuzzled his snout once in your hair, then grabbed your hand and stared out the window.
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After rewatching the movie, I find it strange that everyone had dreams of things that made them happy. Zenitsu had a date with Nezuko, Tanjirou had his family back…. But Rengoku basically had a memory of being a disappointment to his father. Why was that? Did Enmu believe having a dream with a more desirable outcome would cause Kyojuro to suspect a demon was at play? These things keep me up at night :)
let me try to.. analyze his dream.
kyōjurō’s memory took place on the day he became a pillar, after defeating hairo [ the demon from rengoku gaiden ] could it had been that, even though shinjurō was not proud of him, that was the happiest moment of his life?
that still leaves the question as to why it was a memory and not something more ideal—like, a dream where ruka is alive and his family is happy together, similar to tanjirō’s.
enmu was said to be able to enter, control, and manipulate someone’s dreams. so, why did he not have kyōjurō dream of something happier?
it may be that kyōjurō was not fully asleep.
this might explain how he sensed that someone uninvited was there, and why he was able to control his body. reminds me of how zenitsu fights when he is asleep, i explained that here : x
enmu was able to put the boys into a deep sleep [ known as stage 4 of the sleep cycle ] it is possible they even went into REM sleep.
what if kyōjurō did not make it to deep sleep, but to only stages 1/2, which is light sleep. he is a pillar after all—maybe it takes more for him to fall into a deep sleep; enmu may have underestimated that.
dreams are less intense and less common in this stage of sleep. maybe he dreamt that on his own will. that is why his dream was a memory instead. maybe enmu could only control their dreams in deep sleep. REM sleep makes up 25% of sleep for adults. children/teenagers spend more time in deep sleep than adults do.
the passengers on the train were adults as well though—so i wonder if him being a pillar would tie into him taking longer to get to deep sleep too.
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I wonder what jenna marbles is up to these these days
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so there’s this train, right? but it’s not a normal train, it’s in a separate dimension and it picks people up from our world. and each passenger gets a number which is according to how many problems they have and you have to get it to 0 to get off of the train. the show is an anthology series that follows different passengers on the train each season but has some overlap between passenger characters as well as denizens (creatures that live on the train). it starts with a girl named tulip olsen-
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CB&Q 4960 crossing under the Route 83 bridge at the West Hinsdale, Illinois commuter stop
September 8, 1963
Photos by Marty Bernard
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a chicken choice judy fan that also happens to be a passenger
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Concept: a post-apocalyptic fantasy setting where the First Empire was brought low by their own hubris and annihilated utterly, except for their comprehensive -- and apparently indestructible -- automated public transit network, whose trains still run perfectly on schedule when everything else the Empire built has crumbled to dust. Nobody knows what (if anything) is controlling the network, but there always seems to be a train coming along in just a few minutes whenever you need one, even if anticipating that need would have required some sort of prescience, and the civilisations that rose from the First Empire’s ashes are built around the sites of the network’s former stations.
Further random thoughts:
The trains are capable of incredible top speeds and punch right through nearly any obstacle placed on the tracks, so efforts to block or redirect them generally fail,
They also take their role as public transit seriously, and seem to actively resist attempts to control access to them; if a station is secured against public access, the trains will simply pick a new stretch of track nearby and begin to stop there instead.
The trains will forcibly eject anyone who attempts violence against another passenger, so the interior of the cars is an enforced neutral zone. Creatures that would ordinarily be wholly inimical to humanity can be encountered safely while riding the rails -- though the trains won’t stop them from following you off when you disembark!
The attendant difficulty of forcibly removing passengers from the trains renders them something of a sanctuary. Fugitives sometimes end up living on the trains full-time as a result, bartering with regular passengers for their daily needs; it’s whispered that even those who’ve offended the gods may find safety on the trains.
Owing to the trains’ apparently prescient ability to anticipate public demand, efforts have been made to predict the future -- or at least the flow of commerce -- from the patterns of the trains’ schedules; this typically meets with limited success.
Reports of the trains showing up in times of great need even where there are no tracks to run on are unsubstantiated, and are generally dismissed as superstitious folk-tales.
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Caption: “N&W 611 is seen pounding the NS/IHB diamonds at Hohman Avenue in Hammond on a passenger special bound for Fort Wayne.”
June 27, 1987
Photo by Tom Golden
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CTA trains at the LaSalle/Van Buren station on the Chicago Loop
July 11, 1979
Photos by Harv Kahn
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traditionalhome - Orient Express
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South Shore Line at Randolph Street
April 7, 1982
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