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                    <title>Bad Weather at the Beach</title>
                    <description>The majority of the time I spent in Ko PaNgan it rained and left me feeling depressed and really homesick. Coupled with the fact that there were only really people on holiday where I stayed I met very few people. My room was also a dump with graffitti on the walls from former guests. Here is a taste   If I were an animal somebody would have shot me to put me out of my misery  This BungalowMan</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Asia/Thailand/South-West-Thailand/Ko-Pha-Ngan/blog-362.html</link>
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                    <title>The Giant Hedgehog</title>
                    <description>From Hobart I was headed back to Melbourne with a flight from Launceston. My plan to see Cradle Mountain fell apart when I realised it was the last weekend of school holidays and all accomodation there was fully booked. When I had initially arrived on Tasmania it was beautiful weather  and looking out onto the rain swept streets of Hobart I could only visualise sunny Launceston. Even though all</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Oceania/Australia/Tasmania/Launceston/blog-541.html</link>
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                    <title>Rain</title>
                    <description>The weather did not improve upon arrival in Hobart the state capital of Tasmania. The entire time I was thereit rained leaving me feel totally unsure of what to do  I really didn't want to go outside yet I didn't want to stay in the hostel all day  so I went to my old favourite another Museum It was another good museum with loads of displays on snakes and spiders but I've been to far t</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Oceania/Australia/Tasmania/Hobart/blog-483.html</link>
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                    <title>Convict</title>
                    <description>My next destination was to be the uninhabited island of Maria just off the East Coast of Tasmania. After an overnight stop in Triabunna eating homebaked biscuits in front of a log fire in the hostel I took the ferry to the island. Maria once held a number of convicts and the accomodation available on the island was a tent or the old penetentiary. The choice was easy to make. The room in the p</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Oceania/Australia/Tasmania/Maria-Island/blog-482.html</link>
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                    <title>Penguins and Paradise</title>
                    <description>After my time of daily hardship  actually having to do some work for the first time in over a month  I headed towards the beach and does Tasmania have some nice beaches. Beautiful bright blue and turquoise waters lapping gently on to sandy white beaches. The only trouble is that the water is absolutely freezing After only seconds paddling in it  trust me that's as far as you should dare go </description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Oceania/Australia/Tasmania/blog-471.html</link>
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                    <title>Worms</title>
                    <description>Tasmania is only a short flight away from Melbourne yet when you arrive it feels like another country completely. Launceston Airport consists of a runway and a small building housing a check in desk and one cafe. Stepping out of the aeroplane out into the open air and having to walk across the runway was a new experience for me and made the airport that much more 'local'  something I would soo</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Oceania/Australia/Tasmania/Launceston/blog-470.html</link>
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                    <title>By the seaside...</title>
                    <description>The first thing that struck me about Melbourne was it's tram network. Never having visited a city with working trams before this gave the whole city a different atmosphere  with wide roads and relatively little traffic on them making it easy to get about by foot  not to mention the curious way the cars have to turn. In order to turn right they have to remain in the left hand lane then swing </description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Oceania/Australia/Victoria/Melbourne/blog-465.html</link>
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                    <title>Where have all the people gone</title>
                    <description>Canberra is a purpose built capital and it is apparent in the atmosphere of the city. The endless stream of government buildings and national headquarters make it feel like one giant industrial estate. The sheer amount of land Canberra occupies in relation to the number of people who live there many who work there can't face living there and are located in Sydney causes the place to be incredib</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Oceania/Australia/Australian-Capital-Territory/Canberra/blog-399.html</link>
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                    <title>New Years</title>
                    <description>The past few weeks in Sydney have been a mixture of great times and times of sheer frustration at staying in the same place for so long  previously my usual stay in any one place was 3 nights before moving on  making 3 weeks seem like a lifetime It was a brilliant few weeks though making some friends that I will kep in touch with for life and meeting my college friend Simon for Christmas and N</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Oceania/Australia/New-South-Wales/Sydney/blog-398.html</link>
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                    <title>To the Land of OZ</title>
                    <description>Getting to Australia proved to be more tiring than I had imagined and involved a lot of waiting around. The reason was that in my wisdom I had decided to get to Singapore from Bangkok by train for my flight. The journey involved  Three seperate trains each of around 12 hours Two stopovers in train stations of 12 and 10 hours The crossing of three borders. After this the 8 hour flight was nothi</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Oceania/Australia/New-South-Wales/Sydney/blog-397.html</link>
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                    <title>Bangkok Revisited</title>
                    <description>I returned to Bangkok this time for five nights. Initially I had great difficulty finding the enthusiasm to do anything other than sleep or read knowing that my time here was really just to fill in before I left for Singapore and my flight to Australia. However the day after I arrived was the King's Birthday and in Thailand they really love their king. Around 2 million people had converged on t</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Asia/Thailand/Central-Thailand/Bangkok/blog-385.html</link>
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                    <title>Ruins and Wats</title>
                    <description>From Kanchanaburi I travelled to Ayuthaya a small city just north of Bangkok. Ayuthaya was once the capital of the Siam Empire   which I never got the dates written down so will add in later. Damn This is why I should write these at the time Littered all around the city there were ageless ruins and Wats temples from this time many destroyed by the Burmese before the fall of the Siam empir</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Asia/Thailand/Central-Thailand/Ayutthaya/blog-368.html</link>
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                    <title>The Bridge on the River Kwai</title>
                    <description>Kanchanaburi is a small town west of Bangkok that is surrounded by memories of the Second World War. The town itself is nothing special the interest lies in its history  the Bridge on the River Kwai and the Death Railway so called due to the 15 000 Prisoners of War and the 80 000 forced labourers who died in its making. Wherever I went in Kanchanaburi there are reminders of this  the Bridge it</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Asia/Thailand/Western-Thailand/Kanchanaburi/blog-367.html</link>
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                    <title>Bangkok's Not Bad</title>
                    <description>After two nights in Ko PaNgan with a mixture of torrential rain homesickness and overwhelming depression I had decided to move on. I was fearing my necessary visit to Bangkok as I had heard that it was busier dirtier and smellier than KL. It was yet for some reason I really liked it there. Whether travel had hardened me or whether Bangkok just has a great atmosphere I do not know.Walking dow</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Asia/Thailand/Central-Thailand/Bangkok/blog-363.html</link>
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                    <title>Island Life</title>
                    <description>The journey from Penang to Surat Thani in Thailand took around 10 hours all in a tiny minibus  apparently airconditioned although I felt the heat had got to this also and caused it to give up the will to live. After this achievement for my knees the pain had set in after an hour any journey I now make will seem easy  at least until I get to Mexico. At Surat Thani a short ferry trip across t</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Asia/Thailand/South-West-Thailand/Ko-Samui/blog-361.html</link>
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                    <title>Bed Bugs </title>
                    <description>I travelled to Georgetown on Penang Island with Andrew a Canadian who I had been trekking with in Cameron Highlands. On arriving in our 'recomended' place of stay he discovered Bed Bugs in his mattress. At this he got really depressed while I sat feeling slightly bemused at our luck. Neither of us were particularly willing to stay  but the owner changed the mattresses and as it was late in th</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Asia/Malaysia/Penang/George-Town/blog-358.html</link>
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                    <title>The Land of  Rain</title>
                    <description>The route to Cameron Highlands is not an easy one there are 653 corners traversed by the rickety buses in order to get there and many find this too much for the stomach to take. Luckily I had a semidecent bus and the seven hour journey from KL had caused me to stop caring about the corners and the fear or travel sickness that they are usually accompanied by. The first thing that you notice in </description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Asia/Malaysia/Pahang/Cameron-Highlands/blog-356.html</link>
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                    <title>Smelly KL </title>
                    <description>My time in Kuala Lumpur wasn't the best time I've had. In fact it was quite depressing stressful  and caused me to doubt whether I was quite ready to be travelling in Asia at all. The city itself on first impressions was busy dirty and smelt bad and I was unhappy bing there. Partially I know this is because I'm a 'country lad' but also itis because it wasn't hat nice. It did smell.Saying that</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Asia/Malaysia/Wilayah-Persekutuan/Kuala-Lumpur/blog-354.html</link>
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                    <title>Long Necks and Short Spines</title>
                    <description>I left Singapore on the Friday for Melaka a large town around four hours away by bus. Melaka although at first seems to be really busy it isn't. It's just the badly laid out roads and the poor driving that gives it the impression of activity. I travelled to Melaka with two Dutch guys and a girl Erwin Lucien and Carolyn all of whom I met in my hostel in Singapore. Erwin and Lucien were both tr</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Asia/Malaysia/Melaka/Melaka-City/blog-351.html</link>
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                    <title>Movies Beer and Vanilla Ice</title>
                    <description>By now I am used to life in Singapore  no more getting lost  Hurrah It really is quite a nice city the underground or MRT works amazingly well the traffic flows and the place is incredibly clean. On the Wednesday I explored managing to find hundreds of enormous shopping centres. There seemed literally to be a mall on every street corner if not more. It's surprising how much time accidentl</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Asia/Singapore/blog-349.html</link>
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