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<title>Travel Blog | Jerica Dry</title>
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<description>Travel adventures in journals and photos from Jerica Dry</description>
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                    <title>Finals are over time for some holiday spirit </title>
                    <description>Last week I made the Cdiz version of Christmas cookies with my family. Then are called rosquitos and tasted a little bit like homemade doughnuts. We had a lot of fun making them. The days that followed were gruesome jampacked with studying for finals and writing final papers. Last Friday was my first final the written and listening section of my grammar course. There was a lot of material and</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Europe/Spain/Andalusia/C-diz/blog-672285.html</link>
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                    <title>Blake's Visit </title>
                    <description>My Trip to CadizPrefaceThis blog entry was written by the sexiest man alive at least according to People magazine. Yes you guessed it Blake Morton. I thought it would be interesting to give some people the perspective of a newbie to the scene. I hope this sheds a little light on how tough it is to merely travel abroad let alone spend 4 months away. The trip is easily described by intense highs</description>
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                    <title>No Puedes Imaginarte Lo Loca Que Es Mi Familia Gaditano 3</title>
                    <description>Hello everyone Im sorry I havent updated you in awhile but the extremely long blog that I will post after this one will make up for it. Before I post that blog I will give you a few updates.On Sunday November 20th Jeff Clifton the new API director in the U.S. came to town and 7 of the API students myself included went to dinner with him to tell him about APIs Cdiz program and gi</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Europe/Spain/Andalusia/C-diz/blog-669373.html</link>
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                    <title>STRIKE STRIKE STRIKE</title>
                    <description>Last week I volunteered at an after school program that is desperately in need of native English speakers to help teach young kids ages 59. Students in Spain are required to take English from age 3 until they graduate high school. Unfortunately when a native Spanish speaker tries to teach English their strong accent masks the English vocabulary. Natalie one of the Americans in my program ha</description>
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                    <title>Granada</title>
                    <description>November 4th 2011We left for Granada at 645 this morning on a train. We got off the train in Sevilla and walked to the bus stop in the rain so we could meet the group of API students studying in Sevilla. I definitely wanted to smack the girls that were singing rap songs on the back of the bus early on. We arrived in Granada around 130 pm. The hotel is situated on top of a large hill near the Al</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Europe/Spain/Andalusia/Granada/blog-663678.html</link>
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                    <title>TRUCOTRATE</title>
                    <description>Here are a few updatesI played soccer with the API group our director Juan and a Spaniard from a town nearby Carlos. I am proud to say that I scored twice We played for an hour on a soccer field around the corner from my house. It was a lot more fun than I thought it would be and everyone seemed to have a fun time. I couldnt move the next morning and I had bruises all over my shins I hop</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Europe/Spain/Andalusia/C-diz/blog-662608.html</link>
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                    <title>10 Days in Cadiz Veronica Shares Her Side of the Story</title>
                    <description>You never realize just how far your daughter is until you travel 10 hours on a plane and 5 hours on a train to see her.   Yes this blog is from Carol or MommasitaMichael and I just got back from spending 10 wonderful days with Jerica  As a mom there is nothing more comforting to know than that your daughter is being well taken care of especially thousands of miles away.  The program tha</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Europe/Spain/Andalusia/C-diz/blog-662013.html</link>
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                    <title>Adios a Mis Padres</title>
                    <description>Sunday October 23rd 2011When we got back to Cdiz on the 23rd we went to La Hotel Victoria so Mom and Dad could check in and put their backpacks down. Naturally everything except for a few restaurants was closed down because it was Sunday but we walked around so I could show them New Cdiz. We ran into what I would consider the Spanish equivalent of tailgating. There was a Cdiz soccer game</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Europe/Spain/Andalusia/C-diz/blog-661552.html</link>
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                    <title>Take a Hike </title>
                    <description>We got up early again this morning and checked out of our hotel. We were a little stressed because the delay in our hiking trip due to yesterdays train strike caused a problem for us today we had to hike with our luggage. Mom and Dad had backpacks so that wasnt awful but I had my Vera Bradley duffle bag with me. I was not a happy camper when I realized I would be hiking with it all day. It</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Europe/Italy/Liguria/Riomaggiore/blog-661172.html</link>
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                    <title>Strike 1 </title>
                    <description>It was 745 in the morning and about 40 degrees in Moneglia so we bundled up in coats gloves and scarves before heading to the train station. We stopped at a bakery that the cute little old lady at the front desk recommended to us to get some pastries. I wish I could find some pastries like these back in Oklahoma We stopped at a caf for some coffee and hot chocolate. It was the only caf tha</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Europe/Italy/Liguria/Moneglia/blog-660951.html</link>
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                    <title>First Day in Italy</title>
                    <description>My first impression of Italy was a fun one as they played the Call to the Post song the song typically played with a trumpet before a horse race when the plane landed and everyone clapped and cheered for the pilot for landing the plane. The Italian uproar was exactly how I imagined it would be. How fun We struggled a little bit at first trying to figure out how we would get from the Pisa airpor</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Europe/Italy/Liguria/Moneglia/blog-660936.html</link>
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                    <title>Meet the Parents </title>
                    <description>I had class today from 930100. I ate lunch with my host family and then walked to the beach to meet my parents for a relaxing afternoon. They seem to be enjoying Cdiz so far except for the sparse bathroom situation. The tide was extremely low and the water was a little cold so for the most part we just laid in the sand and talked about our plans for the day. At 630 Mom and Dad came to my</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Europe/Spain/Andalusia/C-diz/blog-660934.html</link>
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                    <title>My Parents Are In Cdiz</title>
                    <description>Tonight I picked my parents up from the train station at 630. I was drained from getting back so late from Paris and having an early class but the minute I saw them I had a sudden burst of energy. I have missed them a lot over the last two months. I miss my siblings a lot but as one of four children it is a rare and welcomed opportunity to spend one on one time with my parents. I am so happy t</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Europe/Spain/blog-660447.html</link>
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                    <title>Last Day in Paris </title>
                    <description>Our last day is Paris was pretty much a fast paced marathon to go to all of the places Brian Natalie Devin Hayley and I wanted to see before we had to leave at 230. We started by taking the metro to this beautiful gardenpark in the outskirts of Paris that Devin had learned about through a friend who is studying in Paris. There are waterfalls bridges ponds green grass tunnels and the best</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Europe/France/Ile-de-France/Paris/blog-660446.html</link>
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                    <title>An Angry Little French Man</title>
                    <description>Today was a free day which naturally started with a huge breakfast at the hotel. At 945 Hayley Natalie Brian Devin and I took the RER to Versailles. We entered in the garden which seemed to go on for miles. The weather was crisp and felt like fall back home. Everywhere I turned there was green grass beautiful fountains trees with leaves that we in the process of changing color and flutter</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Europe/France/Ile-de-France/Paris/blog-659923.html</link>
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                    <title>First full day in Paris</title>
                    <description>Today began with breakfast at our hotel at 9 AM. It was incredible. The pastries and crepes were incredible. We filled up as much as we could to minimize the amount of money we would have to spend on food for the rest of the day. At 10 AM our entire API group which was a combination of the 8 students from Cdiz and also the overwhelming number of students from Sevilla went on a 2  bus tour. I</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Europe/France/Ile-de-France/Paris/blog-659916.html</link>
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                    <title>Passport to Paris </title>
                    <description>October 14th 2011I cant decide how I feel about Paris. Before I left I wasnt very excited to come here. I havent studied to language or the culture or the history so I wasnt as interested in Paris as I have been in the Spanish cities we have traveled to. This is the first place that has a true language barrier for me. I cant understand what people say but sometimes if it is writt</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Europe/France/Ile-de-France/Paris/blog-659915.html</link>
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                    <title>Oh the Things that I Learn in Spain... a True College Education </title>
                    <description> Monday was entertaining because we had a discussion in class about the evolution of gender equality over time. I learned that men and women both get maternity leave in a lot of countries. In most of the countries the maternity leave is significantly shorter for the men however in one country both the mother and the father get 4 months That seems a bit extreme to me but to each his own Our</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Europe/Spain/Andalusia/C-diz/blog-658400.html</link>
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                    <title>LOCO IN LAGOS</title>
                    <description>Our trip to Lagos was one that I will never forget. Before we left things were chaotic. The original plan was for Hayley Devin Susan Meghan and myself to rent a car from Jerez and drive it to Lagos where we would meet up with our friend Tegan. The day before we were suppose to depart Susan tells me that she decided not to go. She made a few excuses but none of them were valid. Susans lack</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Europe/Portugal/Algarve/Lagos/blog-657620.html</link>
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                    <title>My First All Nighter in Spain</title>
                    <description>Due to the fact that I found a cockroach in my bed I am attempting to pull an allnighter so that I can sit safely on this stool which has become my fortress of safety. I will update you on the yesterday and today. Last night I went to a bar called Woodstock with some friends from school. It was pretty low key we were getting to know someone new who just came to Cadiz yesterday from Mexico. She</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Europe/Spain/Andalusia/C-diz/blog-655709.html</link>
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