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                    <title>Thoughts on Yom HaZikaron and Yom Haatzmaut</title>
                    <description>Love is what remains after you know the truth Anat Hoffman in a quote about marriage in reference to religion and Israel.  Last night as I stood during the tekes at Kikar Rabin I couldnt help but choke back a tear or two. The stories were gut wrenching. Mothers fathers sisters and brothers who lost sons and siblings. They were a beautiful testament to the sacrifice involved in living here </description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Middle-East/Israel/Tel-Aviv-District/Tel-Aviv/blog-712424.html</link>
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                    <title>Marking Israel's 60th...</title>
                    <description>As the sun sets and Israel's 60th anniversary officially draws to an end my sunburned self and friends sit on our upstairs mirpeset patio and sing and dance our hearts out to 80s music. Perhaps not a normal way to bring this momentous day to a close it seems a fitting end...dancing and singing...for a day most of the world never dreamed could happen. And on this day which began in the nigh</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Middle-East/Israel/Tel-Aviv-District/Tel-Aviv/blog-274502.html</link>
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                    <title>24 Hours of RememberingYom HaZikaron</title>
                    <description>I will spend the next 24 hours remembering....the Lebanon War of last summer where friends were called up to reserve duty and others died protecting their countrythe stories of the Israeli heroes I was taught as a teenager in pursuit of a love for a country I where I was not raisedmy friends Ben Marla and Janis who were killed in a bombing at Hebrew University almost 5 years agothe soldiers who </description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Middle-East/Israel/Tel-Aviv-District/Tel-Aviv/blog-151298.html</link>
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                    <title>Adventures through Tel Aviv</title>
                    <description>I have recently gotten some complaints that I have not continued my blog through Israel. Perhaps it is because I feel like I am home and who blogs about their home Apparently many people do...and so what follows are vignets of being home...but in a different way then I have been home before.Every morning I wake up in Tel Aviv Israel's nonexistent equivalent for New York. The number of times I</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Middle-East/Israel/Tel-Aviv-District/Tel-Aviv/blog-148208.html</link>
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                    <title>Pictures from India</title>
                    <description>Hi EveryoneAfter a long wait...I have finally managed to put a small sampling of the pictures I have taken up on the web. With more than 1000 pictures taken I only put up around 150 Hopefully I have managed to include pictures of everyone I have met along the way and mentioned in my blog. If you are not in a picture and we met in India my deep apologies. There is a full week of pictures missi</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Middle-East/Israel/Jerusalem-District/Jerusalem/blog-144344.html</link>
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                    <title>India and Beyond</title>
                    <description>Last I left you was in Udaipur land of the glistening lakes. The day I left I spent shopping in the local marketplace and met some wonderful wholesalers who would have sold me their whole store had I agreed. Wandering the streets I couldn't help but be wistful and wish only slightly that my time in India was not coming to a close. There are things I will miss...the shopkeepers the ornate win</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Middle-East/Israel/Jerusalem-District/Jerusalem/blog-144039.html</link>
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                    <title>People we meet...</title>
                    <description>Sometimes I am meant to be at the right place at exactly the right time. Which is hard to understand when I am sick which I have been for the last 48 hours. Not terribly sick...and by no means debilitatingly sick..but just sick enough that I have not felt like my surprisingly cheerful self and did not quickly recover after 2 hours of sleep from a 16 hour bus ride.Which means that by the time I g</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Asia/India/Rajasthan/Udaipur/blog-142325.html</link>
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                    <title>Friendship</title>
                    <description>This blog entry is not an accounting of a day in the life of Marni in India...or perhaps it is. But this is more a day in the life of Marni's thoughts as I sit on buses trains and planes across India. Recently I have begun to ponder this word friend. It seems that when you travel on your own this word takes on a new meaning. For instance a person you meet on the bus as a fellow foreigner so</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Asia/India/Rajasthan/Jaisalmer/blog-142034.html</link>
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                    <title>Home away from home...</title>
                    <description>So I am now pleased to report that it has officially been 2 days...and I am festival and parade free. That's right folks I have not seen a band or a king or an elephant parading around it well over 48 hours. But notice I did not say camel. The truth is that I have also not left Jaiselmer a town hundreds of kilometers west of Dehli where I took that lovely train ride that arrived on Thursday. I</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Asia/India/Rajasthan/Jaisalmer/blog-141707.html</link>
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                    <title>Mardi Gras...Hindu Style</title>
                    <description>I am now on DAY 3 of festivals. Yes that is correct...I have now seen no fewer than three parades in 3 days. When last we left off...I was on a choose your own adventure truly unsure as to where I would end up the next morning. Here is how the rest of the eveningmorning played out. After arriving at the train station with a couple of Swedes frm my guest house we found out that our train was 40</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Asia/India/Rajasthan/Jaisalmer/blog-140956.html</link>
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                    <title>Storming the castle</title>
                    <description>So this morning I got up at the crack of dawn to storm a castle...on an elephant. That's right folks...after weeks of trailing after elephants watching them take baths hunting them down in reserves and flagging them down in parades...I got to ride on my very own elephant. The price of this elephant ride was the same price of the room I slept for the night 550 rupees. Now I basically decided</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Asia/India/Rajasthan/Jaipur/blog-140474.html</link>
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                    <title>And here I go again....</title>
                    <description>So...I am back on the road...after rejuvinating in luxury at the Oberoi with Gail. Delhi was a different experience. We stayed in an incredible hotel...got pampered...saw the Taj Mahal in Agra...and shopped. Now to be truthful I am not one for sightseeing. Basically my best form of traveling sadly enough is if I were to have a job that I needed to get done in each place that I visited and I w</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Asia/India/Rajasthan/Jaipur/blog-140154.html</link>
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                    <title>Celebrate good times...</title>
                    <description>OK so imagine you have something to celebrate every 3rd day of the week. Then...not only do you celebrate...but you offer up flowers and firecrakers to the gods...and you put on spontaneous parades in the streets...and give out fruits and candies...and dress in extraordinary colors. Then an ELEPHANT comes out of nowhere to lead a parade with camels and horses and an entire trumpet and brass secti</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Asia/India/Rajasthan/Jaipur/blog-140257.html</link>
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                    <title>Sometimes things just work out...</title>
                    <description>Have you ever had one of those times when things are just working out exactly as they are supposed to Well it seems to be the story of my life right now. For instance...I fell asleep on a bus on the way to Goa woke up next to 2 Swedish girls who suggested I come with them to their hotel entirely booked for a Swedish vacation set. They happened to have a vacant room for the night...where I pro</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Asia/India/National-Capital-Territory/New-Delhi/blog-139241.html</link>
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                    <title>Communication</title>
                    <description>To be honest I have no idea where I am right now...so you can disregard the location mentioned above. What I know is that I got on a bus at 630 PM last night...and got off of a bus with a couple of Swedish women who told me that their two star resort in Goa was nice...and that they would probably have a room I could take. They also mentioned that their resort catered to Swedes who were on a h</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Asia/India/Goa/Calangute/blog-138530.html</link>
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                    <title>TransportationPictures</title>
                    <description>Since I last left you I have traveled over 500 kilometers hiked maybe 6 miles biked 8 kilometers...and drowned in exhaustive heat. Welcome to India.For a girl who once was able to read Gone with the Wind in a single sitting through the Carolina mountains when I was 10 15 minutes into an overnight 12 hour busride...I felt so queezy I didn't think I would make it. Coming up with the mantra stoma</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Asia/India/Karnataka/Hampi/blog-138155.html</link>
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                    <title>Cheapest DayDay of Elephants</title>
                    <description>Yesterday was my cheapest day in India yet. Even if you include the bus ticket purchased the night before I spent a grand total of 400 rupees total. This would include the 125 rupees for a 5 hour bus trip where we got the pleasure of driving through a wildlife preserve and saw ELEPHANTS 125 for the hotel we chose the second place we checked out because the first place was too dirtyeven for m</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Asia/India/Karnataka/Mysore/blog-137374.html</link>
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                    <title>Clean</title>
                    <description>I admit my ambivalence is deciding what to name this particular blog entry. Perhaps because India is such an overwhelming experience. You not only see touch hear and taste...but literally because it pours into you onto you and throughout every living and breathing moment you exist in this fascinating country. I have long since learned that while I may see sights that are incredible it is the e</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Asia/India/Tamil-Nadu/Ooty/blog-136667.html</link>
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                    <title>The Family Vehicle</title>
                    <description>I have been waiting for days to write about the Family Vehicle of the South. In fact I am not sure if it is only of the South or the entire country...but apparently at some point India bgan marketing the motorcycle as the new family vehicle of the future...and it caught storm Down here in Kochin they take this very much to heart...sometimes operating a bike at maximum capacity with Mom Da</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Asia/India/Kerala/Kochi-/blog-135660.html</link>
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                    <title>Mumbai for Purim...</title>
                    <description>OK this will be the last I mention Mumbai for quite  while...But it was great. Now most people would not agree with me. It is smelly dirty and pretty much not a place to spend a lot of time if you are just a tourist...but I loved it. Maybe its because it is so overwhelming that it doesn't leave room in my mind for anything else. I start the day early...and end the day in the early morning hour</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Asia/India/Maharashtra/Mumbai/blog-134802.html</link>
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