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<title>Travel Blog | Quarter Life Crisis</title>
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<description>Travel adventures in journals and photos from Quarter Life Crisis</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 16 May 2008 01:22:19 BST</pubDate>
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                    <title>Turin up my heart</title>
                    <description>Alternate titles Comover it andOur time went Shitaly.Note  Any complaints about the infrequency of blog entries should be filed directly to the members of state representing the European Union and the affiliates of the European Economic Area.  10 euro an hour for internet is such an injustice that there exists no word to describe it so i must make them up.  Internet in Europe is absolutely </description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Europe/Italy/Piedmont/Turin/blog-272221.html</link>
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                    <title>We're Coming Home</title>
                    <description>Haha yeah right.  April Fools Suckers.</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/North-America/United-States/California/Santa-Barbara/blog-261903.html</link>
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                    <title>Paris Bueller's Day Off a.k.a. Rome Away From Home</title>
                    <description>Here's a riddle for you.  What's the one thing that no matter where you travel what monument you see and how much money you spend you can never find it.  You'll never see it on any map.  Every plane trip boat ride and bus ride takes you further away.  Everyone has been there but it's always a different place. The answer is home.No we didn't return to the glories and spoils of southern Califor</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Europe/Italy/Tuscany/Florence/blog-260994.html</link>
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                    <title>Down on Our Luxor</title>
                    <description>Two blogs in 6 days You may be asking yourself what amazing adventures could they possibly be doing that warent such promptness  Also shouldn't i put on some pants  The fact is that the reason I'm sitting inside an internet cafe writing a blog is because here I am safe.  I don't have to go out there.  Into the wild.  Into Egypt.We took a short flight 9 hours is short for us into JoBurg t</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Egypt/Lower-Egypt/Cairo/blog-254383.html</link>
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                    <title>My Girl Wants To Apartheid All The Time </title>
                    <description>1985 Eddie Murphy hit produced by Rick James Anyone No. Ok. On with the BlogWe've been busy little Springboks since we last checked into the Blogosphere.  Mostly that means we've spent an unspeakable amount of time on the bus.  These aren't your luxorious posh climate controlled hey Jenny should i have my complimentary champagne before or after the film Argentine buses.  These are crampe</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/South-Africa/Western-Cape/Cape-Town/blog-252726.html</link>
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                    <title>Do You Botswana Go On An Adventure</title>
                    <description>So after four incredible days scouting out the 'Big 5' at Kruger National Park Mike and I were brought back to Jo'burg for about 8 hours until the next morning when we were picked at 6 AM to head to Botswana  It was a riveting day of 13 hours in the minibus where we arrived in Francistown to set up camp.  Welcome to Roughing It 101.  So I'll be the first to admit that I have only been camping o</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Botswana/North-West/Maun/blog-246198.html</link>
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                    <title>A Kruger More Scary Than Freddie</title>
                    <description>In order to convey the feelings i had while writing this blog please have the following paragraph read out loud by an overexcited out of breath 5 year old.This one time in Africa.  We saw Lions. And Zebra. And went on a boat. And Then. There was this huge waterfall. And Hippos.  And We ate cake made of candy bars.  And there were monkeys.  And I jumped off a bridge.  And we rode in a big truck</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/South-Africa/Gauteng/Johannesburg/blog-245107.html</link>
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                    <title>Aai you in Hell</title>
                    <description>Caparinhas. Sunscreen. Sunburns. Hammock naps. Aai pronounced A Sie Ee simple and Acai con granola.  Acerola con laranja sucos. Snorkeling. High season prices. Paradise.  Mystery Rash.  This has pretty much been our life for the past month.  Brazil has been one long beach trip which is exactly what we wanted.  After we left Buzios we went back to our beloved Rio for a couple more days before h</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/South-America/Brazil/Rio-de-Janeiro/Paraty/blog-235874.html</link>
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                    <title>A Brazillion Reasons to come to Rio</title>
                    <description>My first steps of 2008 were made with a limp.  It was early morning Jan. 1st.  Jenny and I hit the pavement in search of refueling sustanance.  We were coming off a night that neither of us will ever forget.  The evening burned an indelible mark on both of our minds but we were more concerned with the physical marks that New Year's 2008 had left behind.  My body in particular was left battered fr</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/South-America/Brazil/Rio-de-Janeiro/Rio-de-Janeiro/Ipanema/blog-232017.html</link>
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                    <title>Whos Your Navidaddy</title>
                    <description>I tried to just forget it.  I thought if I just go back to sleep I wont have to deal with it.  But the urge would not and could not be suppressed.  Fine...Ill succumb to this feeling but Ill fight until the end.  I unwillingly emerged from a warm oven of body heat and blankets and gently pressed my big toe to the tile floor below.  I immediately quivered but knew I had to go on.  Aside from th</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/South-America/Brazil/Rio-de-Janeiro/Rio-de-Janeiro/Ipanema/blog-230561.html</link>
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                    <title>Niagra on Viagra</title>
                    <description>So Im standing on a metal catwalk over a tranquil spot on the Iguazu river.  I've got a full days worth of sweat sunscreen and bugspray coating my skin.  One arm is strapped over Jenny's shoulder the other firmly grasping the wooden guardrail.  I close my eyes.  There's a peace a quiet that I havent experienced in a long time.  The only sound is the gentle trickle of water passing by a few f</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/South-America/Argentina/Misiones/Iguazu-National-Park/blog-227320.html</link>
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                    <title>Uruguain Over Our Heads</title>
                    <description>The Christmas lights are hung  garland outlines store windows Santa who is always a jolly white fat man even though it is South America is propped up in store windows and its 32 degrees...celcius.  Its definitely a challenge to be in the Christmas spirit when one is constantly sweating pretty profusely and all the kids are out for summer not winter break.  I will say that America wins with</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/South-America/Argentina/Misiones/Iguazu-National-Park/blog-226310.html</link>
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                    <title>I'm feeling an Argenteeny Bit Queesy</title>
                    <description>Being sick is a violent experience.  Even the vocabulary is harsh. You don't place chunks you blow them.  You don't bake cookies you toss them.  You can't dry dance you must dry heave. Chunder can't be kept in a nice little tupperwear container you must use a bucket. And how gross is the word bile  Say it ......bile  Just saying it brings up a little bile don't it  It's a self perpetuating</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/South-America/Argentina/Buenos-Aires/Buenos-Aires/blog-223998.html</link>
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                    <title>Via Del Marvolous</title>
                    <description>So Mike and I have decided were just going to get fat.  Were throwing self control to the wind. Packing on the pounds.  Chubs if you will. Before we left for the trip we were under a serious misconception that we would actually lose weight.  We we thinking all the walking well be doing all the sightseeing and since were on such a tight budget we would be eating only twice a day.  WRONG Si</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/South-America/Argentina/Mendoza/Mendoza/blog-222134.html</link>
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                    <title>I think I'm about to La Paz out</title>
                    <description>So alot has transpired since the last time we wrote.  If i remember correctly and the pisco sours may mean that i don't last we told you all that we were headed to Bolivia from Cusco in order to go on an Amazon tour.  Well some of that is correct.  We did leave Peru we spent our last few hours in Cusco having checked out of our hostel and needing a place to wait for our 1030pm bus in this ama</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/South-America/Argentina/Salta/blog-219343.html</link>
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                    <title>Hope the Rain Doesnt Peruin Our Trip</title>
                    <description>Mayhem.  That word is the best description I can give for our trek to Machu Picchu.  The morning of the 3rd we were up bright and early to wait for a bus that was going to take us to the bus station where we were to meet our trusty guide Juan Carlos and the rest of our group. Because of the lax attitude of South America we were not too concerned when it was 8 AM and still no sign of a bus comin</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/South-America/Peru/Cusco/Machu-Picchu/blog-217656.html</link>
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                    <title>Don't Give Me That Altitude Mister</title>
                    <description>Mike's Cusco Theme Song sung to the beat of Afroman's Because I got highI had all these things to doBut Cusco is high.I was gonna see Machu PicchuBut Cusco is high.Now I'm throwin' up and I know whyCuz Cusco is high Cusco is high Cusco is highBa Da Da Dup DupI was gonna walk the anchient alleysBut Cusco is high.I was gonna visit the Sacred ValleyBut Cusco is high.Now I'm passing out and</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/South-America/Peru/Cusco/Cusco/Cusco/blog-216412.html</link>
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                    <title>Happy Halloween</title>
                    <description>    Today is our last day in Costa Rica.  It says a lot about a place when you come to visit and it rains half the time parts of the country are under six feet of water landslides are a very real possibility and mosquitos have left their mark on over half your body but in the end you are sad to leave.  Despite unfortunate timing on our part Mike and I are going to leave Costa Rica with such f</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Central-America-Caribbean/Costa-Rica/San-Jose/blog-215843.html</link>
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                    <title>Costa Ricans have amazing fried chicken</title>
                    <description>Those of you whove been following the blog both of you may be signing in to hear about our promised adventures in Monteverde Cloud Forest. Well things took a turn in a different direction on Tuesday morning.  We set out for Monteverde early in the morning a trip that starts out with a short ferry ride that takes you across the gulf from the Nicoya peninsula into Puntarenas.  On this ride we me</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Central-America-Caribbean/Costa-Rica/Alajuela/La-Fortuna/blog-214375.html</link>
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                    <title>Claro Que Seafood</title>
                    <description>And so the adventure continues  First and foremost sorry there are no pictures on this blog.  Not that we are in a dangerous place dont worry moms but we just thought it best to not be prancing around Paquera with our digital camera.  But that just means double the pictures next time.    So we decided to leave Manuel Antonio to head for the Nicoya Pennisula.  Once again we had quite a day tra</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Central-America-Caribbean/Costa-Rica/Puntarenas/Montezuma/blog-213680.html</link>
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