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                    <title>A Recipe for Amazon Jungle LemonAid</title>
                    <description>First you have to get yourself to the Amazon.  Which means in the case of the Bolivian Amazon Jungle either flying in from La Paz by bush plane or taking a 15 hour bumpy bus down a path that includes the stretch of road dubbed The Worlds Most Dangerous Road by an international banking community.  Im not sure why banks are in the business of finding the most dangerous roads.   Anyho</description>
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                    <title>Jungle Doctor and a Place Called Mashaquipe</title>
                    <description>I had been sick in Bolivia for five days.  REALLY sick.  Lying in bed and moaning sick.  Almost sick and scared enough to go to a Third World hospital.   I wont go into details lets just say the toilet had to be really really near by.I honestly dont know other than by my sheer traveling might how I caught a bus and a plane to the jungle but I did it.  I should have probably been hook</description>
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                    <title>Pink Dolphins Caiman Piranha and an Anteater Rescue</title>
                    <description>While many think of the Amazon bush as being all thick and dense jungle there are actually vast areas known as the pampas.  These areas are most easily explained as swamplands.  It  still has areas with rivers running to the final Amazon River but these take their own sweet time and go really really slow to get there.  In the winter which is the dry season these rivers shrink up to small area</description>
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                    <title>A Stranger's House For Dinner</title>
                    <description>It was time to regrettably leave the jungle.  I was back in Rurrenabaque and like a dutiful passenger was following Amazonas Airlines rules that I reconfirm my flight IN PERSON a day before my flight.  Seemed ridiculous beforehand but when I was there ready to reconfirm I quickly understood why.  I was supposed to fly out on a Tuesday.  They said No you cant go tomorrow.  No fuel.  Y</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/South-America/Bolivia/Beni-Department/Rurrenabaque/blog-637654.html</link>
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                    <title>Lake Titicaca and Isla De La Sol</title>
                    <description>Lake Titicaca is the worlds largest lake at high altitude.  It is vast.  It shimmers in the sun for as far as the eye can see on the horizon.  The waters are sapphire blue and so inviting for a swim yet the temperature remains freezing cold.  Isla De La Sol  Island of the Sun is the island in the middle of Titicaca that the Incas believed was where their sun god was bornwhich makes it th</description>
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                    <title>EmilioThe Miner of Potosi</title>
                    <description>Potosi about 500 years ago was once the town that funded the Spanish Empire.  It has been said the Spanish could have built a bridge made of silver to cross the Atlantic Ocean and still have had plenty to spare.Today Bolivian miners willfully go into the sheer depths of hell in hopes of the one big strike of luck.  Boys start around age eight to ten learning the ropes.  They work as the runne</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/South-America/Bolivia/Potosi-Department/Potosi/blog-636540.html</link>
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                    <title>Machu Picchu  the Poncho Mafia</title>
                    <description>A year ago when waiting in line at the airport to go to Vietnam and Cambodia I happened to talk the guy in front of me.  I clearly remember his bag because attached to the backpack was a mummy sleeping bag.  At the time I thought how odd to think of going someplace cold enough to need to take your own bed as I was headed to the Humidity Capital of The World  Southeast Asia.  He told me that </description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/South-America/Peru/Cusco/Machu-Picchu/blog-637688.html</link>
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                    <title>Salar de Uyuni Bolivia</title>
                    <description>It was now time to head to Bolivia.  Because of a a huge snowstorm over the Andes the pass had been closed for over two weeks.  My bus was one of the first to try again to cross.   First I should explain why you pass over the Andes this way.  It is to take a 3 or 4 day tour of a place called Salar de Uyuni which stands for the saltflats of Uyuni a dippy little town in Bolivia.  Most people ta</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/South-America/Bolivia/blog-625808.html</link>
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                    <title>San Pedro de Atacama Chile</title>
                    <description>It39s the tired old saying When life gives you lemons make Lemonaide. So cliche yet so true.  If I hadn39t been forced to reroute my tripwhich at the time before I left was a little worrisome considering the locals were burning down immigration officesI would never have had the idea to route my way through Chile.  What luckIt is another world here.  I39ve seen such works of natu</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/South-America/Chile/Atacama/blog-625797.html</link>
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                    <title>El Tatio Geysers Chile</title>
                    <description>If you want to see the world39s highest geysers at their peak performance time you have to first wake up at 3am.  Dress warm at least 34 layers it39s way below zero up there.  Then stand outside your hotel until the tour bus comes by to pick you up.  Bump down the road for a couple of hours as the bus climbs higher and higher.  You will huff and puff more and more trying to eek out ev</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/South-America/Chile/Atacama/blog-625802.html</link>
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                    <title>Cruz del Sur</title>
                    <description>So I39m sitting on this first of a three leg bus journey to get to San Pedro de Atacama Chile.  I continue to be amazed by this bus so finally decided to pull out the laptop and write about it.  First let39s put things into context of my amazement.  I39ve been on buses shared with goats and chickens.  On ones where you shoved and pushed to claim a seat and ones that were standing roo</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/South-America/Chile/Arica-and-Parinacota/Arica/blog-625791.html</link>
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                    <title>The Coca Leaf</title>
                    <description>We know it as cocaine.  People in South America know it as coca.  Although you can easily buy the white powdery stuff here if you go looking and NO I didn39t the coca leaf is for sale more predominately and legally.  In fact the current Bolivan president started out as a coca leaf farmer.  People put a few leaves in their mouth and chew it for an hour or so.  It is believed to help wit</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/South-America/Peru/Tacna/blog-625768.html</link>
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                    <title>Colca Canyon</title>
                    <description>Many people always are amazed at how I travel alone.  Well I39m never truly alone because I39m always meeting people along the journey.  The kind of people that are fascinating to talk with.  One39s I39d actually want to hang out with back home.  I met several such people on this two day tour of Colca Canyon which by the way is two times deeper than the Grand Canyon.  First there </description>
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                    <title>Peruvian Cowboys</title>
                    <description>I knew this was going to be a fabulous trip from the first day I spent here.  It began with a horseback ride with a Peruvian cowboy named Anibel.  He picked me up at my hostal and we drove to what I pictured would be a ranch.  Nope just a suburb of Arequipa on a paved street with houses on each side.  He told me this was his house and the horses were inside back behind the garage doors.   To w</description>
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