#tour from hell

[grits-gal-raised-in-the-south]

The Montecito Money Pit carries a stench of marijuana & bird POOP and Australia will be more of the same...

Inside Meghan Markle's Aussie 'Wellness Retreat' From Hell — Organizer's Business Collapses, Hotel's Broken Amenities and 'Poo Balls' Washing Ashore

From April 17-19 Meghan will be a guest of honour at a women-only weekend retreat at the Intercontinental Sydney Coogee Beach hotel.

So-called "poo balls" began washing up onshore in 2025, leading to beach closures.

"Officials are pouring a jaw-dropping $3billion into a decade-long bid to keep the disgusting debris off Sydney’s beaches, as Sydney Water scrambles to upgrade its aging sewer network."

Some Aussies have warned those unfamiliar with the area that attendees might be subject to an awful stench if they try to enjoy time on the beach.

Scientists have recently determined the balls were made up of a disgusting combination of

cooking oil

soap

human excrement

The hotel's homepage has an announcement at the top that the "Leisure deck featuring the ocean-facing infinity edge swimming pool, poolside bar, outdoor event terrace, Eliva Spa and Club InterContinental" isn't scheduled to open until sometime in April, making it unclear if the space will even be available when guests arrive for the pricey weekend. The hotel began a major overhaul following its rebranding from the former Crowne Plaza Coogee Beach in December 2025.

[Maybe she booked this ridiculous event to force the American courts to issue an As Ever Trademark???]

The Duchess of Sussex has trademarked her lifestyle products in Australia before a visit to the country next month. A spokesman for the couple said: “Prince Harry and Meghan, Duke and Duchess of Sussex, will visit Australia in mid-April to take part in a number of private, business and philanthropic engagements.”

Documents include trademarked cover for “subscription-based online retail store services in the field of printed and electronic stationery, holiday cards, greeting cards, announcements, invitations, event stationery and custom notes and cards” and “the electronic transmission of invitations”. Records registered with the Australian government’s intellectual property office under the description “fancy” show that the duchess has trademarked the brand across a range of categories. It will allow Meghan to sell items from “yoga straps” to “pet feeding mats” and almost every conceivable product in between, including cosmetics, fragrances, food seasonings and alcoholic and non-alcoholic beverages. The document appears to suggest that Meghan is keen to expand her range with “gardening trowels; gardening shears; garden weeding forks; [and a] garden tool gift set”, as well as “non-precious stones for garden or ornamental use”.

How could we forget their Halloween Tour from hell, October 2018:

16-day nightmare which included stops in Fiji, Tonga & New Zealand (Zika zone)

Burnt looking banana bread for Australian farmers that went untouched. The kitchen staff baked it multiple times at the governor-general’s official residence

Slamming Doors

Profanity

Hot Tea thrown back at staff

Fake preggers announcement on baby loss remembrance day

Meghan: “I can’t believe I’m not getting paid for this”

At the Suva marketplace Meghan Markle “hissed” at a Palace aide, who was later seen sitting in the back of an official car in tears.

Claimed to have left the engagement early due to security concerns, when she actually resented any association with UN Women

[jerseydeanne]

The never ending tour/honeymoon 🤮

The never ending tour/honeymoon 🤮

Anonymous said: Harry and Meghan are so overexposed, I’m already tired of them. Who thought that such a long tour would be a good idea? 1 week would have been enough. ———————————————————————— OMG, I feel like I’m watching someone’s family home videos. ENOUGH!! Thank you anon 🌸🌸😎

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[ashsearcy-blog]

tour from hell || Ash & Quinn

Ash was not qualified for the position in which they currently found themselves. Their first time on UMAC’s campus had been a hopeless endeavor to find anything that even remotely resembled an office. When they finally did, the information was less than helpful. They then had to go to the disability center and find out who could interpret for them, after which they had to try and explain why a student that had enrolled in the school, made it to their junior year without problem, had suddenly developed a need for an interpreter. It was easier to pass that off at the college than it was to explain at home when their parents suddenly wondered why their child, having been born hearing, was suddenly deaf. 

Someday they’d find a way to break that news to their not-parents. They currently had bigger fish to fry. Like the fact that they had, apparently, signed up to lead a new student around campus to introduce them to the different buildings and places offered. Laughable, considering the fact that they didn’t know their way around the campus on their own. Rather than seek out their interpreter, they’d waved off the thought and decided to make it up. They could do this just fine, right? Not like the information that was provided needed to be helpful in the end. They’d just share what they knew.

If they found the student, that was. Their attention had been more focused on their cell phone--which had none of the good apps they would have hoped for because other them was a total square that thought political news apps were the only thing a person needed. Gross. 

Slouched down in a chair, they switched to the camera feature and checked their hair and makeup. If nothing else, that still worked. Vanity could be preserved, even in a new dimension. It’s not like they had much else going for them. Given the fact that they’d missed most of their classes from a lack of understanding where they were going, something that might’ve fucked with other-Ash’s GPA should they ever switch back. The only thing the other version of themselves would have to worry about was whether or not they woke up in time for lunch. Glancing up occasionally, they laid eyes on a younger person walking into the office where they were supposed to meet. Friendliness wasn’t their crowning personality trait, but they offered a single wave with the assumption that was probably ‘Quinn’.

Switching back to texting, they typed ‘Here for the tour?’ onto the phone and held it out in Quinn’s direction so he could read it.

[deadheadheaven]

Let's not fuck it up this time, alright guys?

[original-violence]

I GOT SLIPKNOT TICKETS

holyfuckyesimsofuckingexcited. yes.

[seanbeect]

I'm in some strangers house and there's people snoring and cats crying and I made a bed out if a wooden chair / footstool / padded chair and I think theres maybe someone on the porch and I cant sleep I just want my own god damn bed