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                    <title>"Roma non basta una vita"</title>
                    <description>or in English a lifetime isn39t enough for Rome. For those of you who have been there you probably agree with this statement. Besides the long list of archeological sights and museums there is something eyecatching around every corner. Whether it be one of Rome39s gigantic monuments or one of the MANY churches or statues or just the beauty of peoplewatching in a place that39s so c</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Europe/Italy/Lazio/Rome/blog-715653.html</link>
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                    <title>"It was a long hard road but we got there" </title>
                    <description>It was a long hard road but I did eventually get there. To Cinque Terre that is.Let me explain... As I39ve come to learn about the Italian train system it can be very unreliable. This is the case especially when taking the Regional train the slow train that stops in every single small village. This said Cinque Terre is not at all easy to get to considering its rural geographical location </description>
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                    <title>Lost in the city of love</title>
                    <description>Upon arriving to the outskirts of venice whether by plane train or automobile you reach a certain point where you can go no further. You leave these mainstream modes of transport behind you and you begin your adventure as pedestrian extraordinaire. From the train station you cross the bridge over Canal Grande. You start to walk down a slightly narrower street and then you cross another bridge</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Europe/Italy/Veneto/Venice/blog-701525.html</link>
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                    <title>Friends and Food</title>
                    <description>I39m now just over two months into my life in Italy as au pair and time is beginning to pass way too fast. I can39t believe it39s been three weeks since I broke my wrist sentencing me to a month without driving. Two months ago I would have begged for this sentence as if you remember i dreaded every day I had to drive standard alongside these crazy Italian drivers. However these past</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Europe/Italy/Piedmont/Biella/blog-696070.html</link>
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                    <title>swiss chalet</title>
                    <description>I39m not talking about rotisserie chicken I39m talking about a log house in the Swiss alpes. I39ve just returned back to Biella after 5 days in Saas FeeSaas Grund SwitzerlandThe family had invited me to join them on this trip before I even arrived in Italy meaning I39d been looking forward to this trip since November Every year they do a house swap and often they choose mountain</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Europe/Switzerland/South-West/Saas-Grund/blog-689990.html</link>
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                    <title>NO TAV</title>
                    <description>This week started off with a BANG. The bang being food poisoning Samantha insists that it was the bug that39s been going around but I39m convinced otherwise. I won39t go into too much detail about how awful it was but it left me pretty much out of commission for 2 days one day of being sick and a second recovering and has made me fear eating. How can I fear eating in Italy of all p</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Europe/Italy/Piedmont/Turin/blog-683181.html</link>
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                    <title>beware of hogs</title>
                    <description>In the week since my last entry I haven39t been to Rome or Florence or Venice. I39ve been here in Biella adjusting to life in a new place with new people. On tuesday I started my au pair duties which mostly involve being a chauffeur. On tuesday morning it took me 15 minutes to get out of the driveway. During those 15 minutes of frustration I couldn39t understand why anyone would EVER wan</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Europe/Italy/Piedmont/Biella/blog-681674.html</link>
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                    <title>no parlo italiano</title>
                    <description>Since arriving in Biella 3 days ago I39ve learned a few key phrases such as Mi chiamo Alison my name is Alison dove il bagno where is the bathroom and Mangio una mandarina I39m eating a mandarine. This however can only get you so far in a conversation so I mostly just say no parlo italiano.After my 9 hour layover in London after an overnight flight without sleep I was delighted</description>
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