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                    <title>Day 18  Lazy Sunday</title>
                    <description>Not much happens on a Sunday in Habana. Most museums are closed by 2 if open at all. We wanted to do Casa de Africa  which isnt even open on a Monday  and some Salsa. We did neither. Around the Plaza de Armas area there is a daily book stall selling all sorts of books in Spanish. I dont want to spoil the surprise but I bought a little present for Sparky while I was there the book is</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Central-America-Caribbean/Cuba/Oeste/La-Habana/blog-672949.html</link>
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                    <title>Day 19  Ian Monte and I</title>
                    <description>It was our last day in Cuba before Ian had to leave and we absolutely smashed it. In the morning it was straight to Casa del Habano the official cigar shop of Cuba to purchase some Cubans. Found hidden behind the Capitolio it is attached to the stillfunctioning cigar factory Real Fbrica de Tabacos Partags founded by Jaime Partags in 1985. We didnt do the tour of the factory  appa</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Central-America-Caribbean/Cuba/Oeste/La-Habana/blog-672946.html</link>
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                    <title>Day 17  Hail Caesar</title>
                    <description>Today it was all about Julio Ceaser our guide who took us hiking through Vinales fields and limestone pincushion hills. Julio was an intelligent guy with a degree in English and German and an English accent that sounded like hed spent four years at Bristol University and another year travelling in Perarrr. He was so interesting and talked with so much poise that we almost forgot to t</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Central-America-Caribbean/Cuba/Oeste/Vi-ales/blog-672461.html</link>
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                    <title>Day 16  Vinales</title>
                    <description>Valle de Vinales is to Cuba as Pai is to Thailand. Its a hub for travellers rather than tourists and its notsoattractive town centre is surrounded by rural selfsustainable dwellings with some of the countrys most spectacular views. Undulating fields of lush greens and deep red terracotta plots surround the steep walls of the towering limestone mogotes. Its different to Pai though. T</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Central-America-Caribbean/Cuba/Oeste/Vi-ales/blog-672454.html</link>
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                    <title>Day 15  Idiots abroad</title>
                    <description>October is Cubas wettest month so today we tried to make the most of some good weather at Playa del Santa Maria.  Its one of the beaches in Habanas Playas del Este region.  The sand isnt as white and sea not quite as crystal as the beaches of Veradero but it was amazingly peaceful.  You could pick your own 100m stretch all to yourself if you wanted.  The only other people there wer</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Central-America-Caribbean/Cuba/Oeste/La-Habana/blog-662801.html</link>
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                    <title>Day 14  Thank Christ</title>
                    <description>La Esquina Caliente at the corner of Parque Central was buzzing this morning.  This is the place Havanas baseballmad fans come to talk and argue about anything baseball.  Last night a nation hunched around their TVs to watch Cuba wrap up a comfortable 40 series whitewash against the USA in the World Series  baseballs version of the World Cup.   Although its mostly an amateur compe</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Central-America-Caribbean/Cuba/Oeste/La-Habana/blog-662794.html</link>
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                    <title>Day 13  La Habana</title>
                    <description>After the comfort and luxury we knew Cuba would be tough but I was pretty glad we didnt stagnate any longer in Playa.  We landed safe enough around 4pm but I had my doubts we would.  The jet was prerevolutionary spec and clearly hadnt been upgraded since.  If the passenger seats did recline they did so at random times straight on to the lap of the person behind them.  Embarrassing for</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Central-America-Caribbean/Cuba/Oeste/La-Habana/blog-662785.html</link>
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                    <title>Day 12  Diving with Duncs</title>
                    <description>The Thai Island of Koh Toah is supposed to have the best prices in the world but this is pretty much the same.  99 USD for two discovery dives is pretty good and if anything theres more fish here and a lot more chance of seeing turtles eels and stingrays.   Once Ian had mastered equalising his ears we were good to go and find some.  There were no turtles but we saw some rays manteray eels</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/North-America/Mexico/Yucatan/blog-662344.html</link>
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                    <title>Day 11  Toallas</title>
                    <description>I was ready for a big hangover Sunday in our new digs at the Hostel Playa with only a small wallfan to blow my headache away.  Ian however was having none of it.  Ill remember this.  He got up early and went souvenir shopping for the girlfriend and family because hes nice like that.  My mum always tells me not to spend my money on her so I dont.   He came back with a bag full of n</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/North-America/Mexico/Yucatan/blog-662342.html</link>
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                    <title>Day 10  Cocos</title>
                    <description>48 hours of binging was starting to catch up.  After checking out we were asked to keep our wristbands and use their facilities until we left for the airport.  Replace use with milk and airport with Coco Bongo and that is pretty much how the day panned out.  More sunshine more beach time.  By 11am we had resumed the potato position only getting up twice all day.  T</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/North-America/Mexico/Yucatan/blog-662330.html</link>
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                    <title>Day 9  The Cuban</title>
                    <description>Another day of clear blue skies and bright sunshine.  Apart from a spot of table tennis we spent it lying there on the Rui39s private stretch of Caribbean beach.  We didn39t even have to get up for a drink as ice cold cocktails are brought to you.  Tip the workers a dollar according to our new friend Luis its more than they get an hour and youll be well looked after  everyone wins</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/North-America/Mexico/Yucatan/blog-662325.html</link>
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                    <title>Day 8  The Palace</title>
                    <description>Whilst chilling out with some Leon beers last night we decided to book ourselves in to 5 luxury for the next couple of days at the Riu Palace Mexico in Playa del Carmen.  We deserved it.Before checking in at 3pm we decided to smash Tulum some more.  We hired out some snorkels and rode up to the Grand Cenote 4km from the hostel for a morning swim amongst the fish and stalactites.  The east coa</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/North-America/Mexico/Yucatan/blog-657500.html</link>
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                    <title>Day 7  Top of the world</title>
                    <description>I dont think Ive ever been colder than I was on our eleven hour journey to Tulum.  Garry did warn us that might happen so on bus to Palenque I wore all of my clothes in preparation.  I was too hot that time.  This time it was the other extreme my favourite shortssinglet combo.  Im sure Ill work it out eventually.  The journey wasnt all bad though we had slightly more leg room at </description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/North-America/Mexico/Yucatan/blog-657494.html</link>
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                    <title>Day 5  Welcome to Jungle Part I</title>
                    <description>Only got a couple of hours sleep last night  my fault really.  I said to Ian Do you want me to save you a sleeping pill mate  Im gonna take as many as I can.  I dont even want to wake up.  Ian being a pharmacist gave me two and confiscated the packet.  He didnt get much sleep either so I couldnt steal them in the night.We stayed in the jungle area slightly outside Palenqu</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/North-America/Mexico/Chiapas/Palenque/blog-656976.html</link>
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                    <title>Day 6  Welcome to the jungle Part II</title>
                    <description>Next thing I know it was 7am and I needed a wee.  I couldnt use the toilet however because there was a tree in the bathroom.  Oh so that crash at 3am which we brushed off as the wind was actually a tree falling through our roof.Everyone does the waterfalls Misol Ha and Agua Azul when they come to Palenque.  Our advice only go if you have nothing else to do if youve never seen a dece</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/North-America/Mexico/Chiapas/Palenque/blog-656979.html</link>
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                    <title>Day 4  Tour to Monte Alban</title>
                    <description>Woke up craving some still water and wondered why Ian had taken a picture of me posing in my tight red boxers.  Got down for breakfast just in time to prevent him picking up a pan of scolding coffee and attempt to pour it in his cup.  I handed him a ladle.Today we were biking to Monte Alban the Zapotec ruins at the top of a very big hill.  After hiring a bike for a dollar a day in Vietnam prices</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/North-America/Mexico/Oaxaca/blog-656907.html</link>
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                    <title>Day 3  The search for the biggest tortilla in the world</title>
                    <description>The coach system in Mexico is a shining example of the capitalist model.  First class buses run completely separately to second class buses.  So separately that they operate from different bus stations so that people like us dont have to any contact at all with poor people.  We went platinum to Oaxaca with a bus company called ADO 6 and a half hour journey cost 35 but we still couldnt s</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/North-America/Mexico/Oaxaca/blog-656646.html</link>
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                    <title>Day 2  Living like teachers in Ciudad de Mexico</title>
                    <description>Still feeling a jet lagged we nudged each other in to the same conclusion Mexico City is so big there is no point trying to see or do any more so instead we should spend the day at the luxury spa of which Garry is a member.  We felt a bit underdressed in our vests as other members walked round in suits.  The embarrassment didnt end there  after two sets of tennis on the clubs pristine c</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/North-America/Mexico/Distrito-Federal/Mexico-City/blog-656641.html</link>
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                    <title>Day 1  Los Touristas</title>
                    <description>The first morning we booked the Turibus because the Lonely Planet told us to.  Mexico doesnt really do public toilets or timetables so when the bus finally arrived Ian and I went straight to the back of the top deck and pissed into a plastic bottle which Ian kindly carried around in his bag for the next few hours.  Only then were we ready to be cultural and all that.	Starting in Polanco at</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/North-America/Mexico/Distrito-Federal/Mexico-City/blog-656503.html</link>
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                    <title>Day 0  Bienvenido a Mehico</title>
                    <description>I thought to understand Mexico Im going to have to read up on its History so if youre interested here it is in a nutshell optionalThe Olmecs turned up around 1200 BC and was the dominant tribe others included Zapotecs and Toltecs in Central America until the start of the classical period in 250 AD when the Mayans took that title.  The Aztecs started their reign in 1325 with their bas</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/North-America/Mexico/Distrito-Federal/Mexico-City/blog-656502.html</link>
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