Cruise ship cocaine bust: Tourist going through lifestyles in Australian jail

The French-Canadian girl, whose name changed into suppressed with the aid of an order of the Sydney District Court on Friday, wept for the duration of a sentencing hearing, announcing: “I worry for my lifestyles.”

She says she changed into running in a bar in Canada and got into debt after borrowing $20,000 “to begin a brand new life.”
When the debt became known, she was informed she could take a suitcase, which became full of drugs, through Customs in Sydney because a girl of her age was unlikely to be stopped and searched.

Throughout the con, you’d see young humans with cameras. These cameras have been continually on. After losing my baggage, the first factor I heard became a teenager announcing, “What’s up, Snapchat?” While making my manner to the very high-priced but delicious taco truck, I dodged younger humans with their cellular phones on selfie sticks or their DSLRs of their pals’ fingers, recording takes after taking approximately their reports at the convention. I bumped into a guy with a digicam on a small tripod sitting in the hallway of my motel. He had finished making a video and was trying to get a treat to devour. He gave me some of his Twizzlers.

It’s smooth to assume these humans are self-obsessed. They were all expertly manicured. Every remaining one of them had ideal hair and wore bold colorations. Some of them have been inconsiderate, as you would possibly have predicted. They could stand, which they have to be walking; at one factor, I noticed a semi-circle of pre-teenagers blocking off the conference’s entrance because they were staring up at a person on the balcony. There became an Instagram model who yelled at a security guard, calling him terrible and ugly.

But the humans I spoke with seemed excited, telling me that they had been at VidCon because they wanted to discover ways to help people.

Rachel Ann Pierce, who makes blogs to inspire humans to be more outgoing and do what they love, has been to VidCon four times. “I come again yearly to meet with the community I’ve built there,” she said. “VidCon facilitates me to feel related to the larger YouTube network and conjures me to keep making things.”

For her and the other seven creators I talked to, this convention places them in the same room as their friends and allows them to spread positivity. For Bea, seventeen, and December, fifteen (December’s father asked that we now not use their full names), the threat to satisfy their favored stars wasn’t just an opportunity to interact with humans they look up to but to get a recommendation on the way to end up YouTubers themselves.

“The network as an entire seems like this kind of fun component to be a part of. Everyone is so supportive of each other, and it’s an amusing location to be,” Bea said. “It’s splendid that someone intending to be a YouTuber can talk to an actual YouTuber. I talked to humans like [LGBT vlogger] Ash Hardell, and that they’ll be like, ‘Yeah, you’re gonna do fantastic.’”

She instructed the courtroom that the night before the ship docked in Sydney, someone had taken the critical thing to her cabin and placed something in her empty suitcase.
Wearing a black pants match and a white collared shirt along with her long darkish hair drawn back into a ponytail, the girl held up a hand, in short, to greet the circle of relatives participants as she entered the court docket for her sentencing listening to.

For whom French is her first language, the girl had pleaded guilty in December to the importation of an industrial quantity of a border-controlled drug.
As an internet site and community, YouTube bursts with positivity and good vibes. It’s also a cesspool of divisive discourse that can sometimes turn into harassment. You’ll find all that and more at VidCon.

VidCon, founded by the blogging brothers Hank and John Green in 2010, is a convention designed for YouTubers, streamers, and other video-makers to meet and network. VidCon 2017, which I attended, occurred at the Anaheim Convention Center in California last weekend. It’s three conventions in a single. The first floor is for people with “Community” passes—the enthusiasts. It has the air of San Diego Comic-Con. There are meet-and-greets for massive YouTubers like Markiplier and Miles Chronicles, merch booths to pick out swag, and a group of places to take virtually fantastic Instagram pix. The Taco Bell sales space is blinged in metal decorations, the Oasis Chill Zone has a hammock for dozing, and Instagram’s booth has a photographer and circular swings—best in your new Twitter icon.

Jessica J. Underwood
Subtly charming explorer. Pop culture practitioner. Creator. Web guru. Food advocate. Typical travel maven. Zombie fanatic. Problem solver. Was quite successful at developing wooden tops in the aftermarket. A real dynamo when it comes to exporting glucose in Bethesda, MD. Had moderate success managing action figures in New York, NY. Set new standards for selling crayon art in Salisbury, MD. In 2009 I was getting my feet wet with sock monkeys for the underprivileged. Spoke at an international conference about merchandising toy elephants in Nigeria.