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                    <title>4  years of travel in 9 years  The world according to thedribbleman</title>
                    <description>Below us is a barge a dot in the bright blue Pacific Ocean. In the distance is my home. 16 hours since I left Los Angeles I thought of the ease it was to get here. One time in Africa I waited 24 hours just for a bus to leave the bus station now Im almost home. I was flying with a Fijian airline Air Pacific and couldnt help but link the closeness of the name to the TV series Losts airli</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Oceania/Australia/New-South-Wales/Sydney/Parramatta/blog-713607.html</link>
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                    <title>Discovered the real USA</title>
                    <description>Up until I was near the conclusion of my West Africa trip a year ago I had no intention of travelling USA. I figured Ive got an idea from the TV and movies Thats good enough for me. But over time I was intrigued by the USs success and how with that success many other countries aspire to it. This one country brings so much hope and admiration but at the same time hatred and distain </description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/North-America/United-States/blog-713658.html</link>
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                    <title>Heavy Metal with some Clippers</title>
                    <description>The thought process was that this could be my last hostel experience ever because who knows what lies ahead. I enter the dorm and I am in a dorm full of woman. Its happened before Ive put down Drew in the booking and because of Drew Barrymore they think Im a woman. In Hindsight I should have gone out with the Canadian girls but I wanted a quiet night to catch up on the blog. I was miles b</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/North-America/United-States/California/Los-Angeles/blog-713087.html</link>
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                    <title>My friends Need for a Bigger Chin</title>
                    <description>Im waiting in line for my 1030pm bus out. I hear a young guy questioning security near the carryon checkin. Guilt written all over his face giving himself away he says Wait Hang on What What do you mean you have to check my bag What am I not allowed to take on boardYou know drugs knifes guns that sort of stuff.He stands there for a bit as if his brain couldnt compre</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/North-America/United-States/California/San-Diego/Ocean-Beach/blog-706981.html</link>
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                    <title>Is This a Poor Second to Vegas</title>
                    <description>My footsteps are making inroads into the field of white land thats before me. I am in the mountains and less than half an hour away from the biggest little city in the world. It maybe a poor second to Las Vegas but what Vegas has Reno can match it with other activities that surround in multiple directions. That could be the nice problem with Reno. There are too many other things to do and see t</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/North-America/United-States/Nevada/Reno/blog-704873.html</link>
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                    <title>The Road and the Radio</title>
                    <description>I tease myself too much sometimes. The holy grail of my USA journey was to somehow get to Montana State and see the Grand Tetons and Yellowstone National Park. 5 months earlier I had to turn back whilst in east Wyoming. This time around I was in Idaho and even closer but again I turned back reaching my final crest in the magnificent Craters of the Moon. Once there it was a gradual decline hitting</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/North-America/United-States/Idaho/Boise/blog-704872.html</link>
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                    <title>USA's beauty that only Americans seem to know About</title>
                    <description>The states continually come up with surprises. New ways to explore and discover are just around the bend. Little did I know I had covered parts of the Oregon Trail months earlier only this time I would start from its grand finale  the Colorado River. The Oregon Trail is an unknown road for most tourists travelling the US. In 1803 President Jefferson sent instructions to some guys called Lewis an</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/North-America/United-States/Oregon/Columbia-River-Gorge/blog-704871.html</link>
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                    <title>Freshness of Seattle</title>
                    <description>Its old and run down but somehow the people of Seattle make the Pike Place Market refreshing. Perched up on a hill looking down to the waters of the massive Puget Sound it is a must see of any visit to Seattle. Especially when the sun comes out. The joyous occasion for the locals is there for all to see as a very unusual weekend was bestowed upon us. I researched a little and it informs me tha</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/North-America/United-States/Washington/Seattle/blog-704628.html</link>
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                    <title>The Hipsters of USA  Revealing Portland</title>
                    <description>There is noone to go out with on this cold spring night so I go it alone. A good ole American dive bar is the only option in these situations... By the end of the night I would have had a taste of USAs best beer drinking state Oregon and end up in a Japanese restaurant turned gay and lesbian country music karaoke night. This is Oregon and I hadnt even hit one of my top American cities Por</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/North-America/United-States/Oregon/Portland/blog-704620.html</link>
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                    <title>The best chance to become a greenie</title>
                    <description>There are too many superlatives to describe this place. They are trees yes but not normal trees. These are Redwoods the tallest living beings in the world. So outstanding the sight of these trees towering over you  Even a popped tyre on the slushy forest bed cant dampen the spirits of this aweinspiring visual. Who cares about the rain raging down on you as you leverage your way to release t</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/North-America/United-States/California/Redwood-National-Park/blog-704501.html</link>
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                    <title>Blurred visions and a lost half hour at Spring Break</title>
                    <description>Its so clear its like the real world out there. As you put your mask on your fins and then your regulator in your mouth. You leap into a new world. By the end youd either push through the fear factor or turn back and say This is not for me. For those who go into the dark caves near Telum Mexico you will be rewarded. Just when diving looked like tapering off for me along comes a </description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/North-America/Mexico/Yucatan/blog-696557.html</link>
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                    <title>The Fish Whisperer</title>
                    <description>A heavily tanned and leathery humans back is what you look for. Looking at him youd think he couldnt be that old But at 73 years of age Juni provides one of the most unique snorkelling trips youll ever do. You come here to Belizes Caye Caulker to dive the Blue Hole leaving knowing full well that you wont be whispering about how good the Blue Hole was. Instead telling everyone who</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Central-America-Caribbean/Belize/Belize-Barrier-Reef/Caye-Caulker/blog-692000.html</link>
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                    <title>Learning to say left</title>
                    <description>David taps me on the shoulder as I awake crumpled on the bus and whispers Hey Drew Just thought Id let you know that the bus is going to be stuck here for next 8 hours. The car ferry is not working they need to fix it.Okay thanks for that David I sarcastically thought. We had just changed the itinerary the day before to realise we should have changed it to this way instead taking</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Central-America-Caribbean/Guatemala/Peten-Region/Tikal/blog-691995.html</link>
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                    <title>Diving and the game of Kings</title>
                    <description>I get it now I understand where to meet the travelling female. I understand now the better way to innocently communicate. For years Ive been slugging it out on the cheap shitty local buses getting to know the local way of life all the while missing that elusive single travelling female. The rarity of seeing a young attractive good personality single travelling female has been limited for t</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Central-America-Caribbean/Honduras/Bay-Islands/Utila/blog-691998.html</link>
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                    <title>The Last Day Before a Change</title>
                    <description>Most of my Central American trip has not been in too much of a hurry. But at this point time was ticking. I needed to be in Antigua Guatemala by Monday at the latest to meet up with my sister and since Antigua is one of the tourist hotspots it was a perfect setting to get pissed whilst watching a Sunday Super bowl with a bunch of American tourists. I managed to stay on the beach in El Salvador un</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Central-America-Caribbean/Guatemala/Capital-Region/Antigua/blog-692084.html</link>
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                    <title>Bullet the Blue Sky</title>
                    <description>The old stocky lady with a red dress and white apron walks you around with a smile on her face. Shrapnel ruins a home here a large crater from a bomb there. At the beginning she explains the mass massacre of a thousand people. All said seriously than as we walk again she goes back to her jolly self. Shes a volunteer and shows around the few people who bother to come here the continued legac</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Central-America-Caribbean/El-Salvador/blog-685063.html</link>
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                    <title>Backpacker Politics</title>
                    <description>It must be something in the air here but whenever a simple game of anything is played there is always some people who take it too seriously. Two weeks earlier a Tico Costa Rican came across the table during a beer pong match. Now I had a German bitch all in my face over a game of Jenga. I get hounded all day by locals but do I have to put up with this with what I thought was my own kind I enter</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Central-America-Caribbean/Nicaragua/blog-683182.html</link>
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                    <title>Too Many Bodhi's Spoil the Beach</title>
                    <description>There wasnt many areas to lie down at the spa and escape the screaming kids accept one pool that was an absolute scorcher. No one dared to enter it. So as I approached the lonely pool a few people watched on in anticipation of my reaction as I stepped in. I eased myself over time and managed a good 3 minutes. From then on I realised lying down to relax was not meant for here. Instead Id have</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Central-America-Caribbean/Costa-Rica/blog-678030.html</link>
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                    <title>Panama Canal</title>
                    <description>Its amazing the better technology is the more I miss home. Perhaps its because I have been on the road for so long but I remember the first few years travelling I didnt miss home at all. In fact I would have only phoned a couple of times never sent a postcard. But now with Skype and Facebook things are a bit harder when it comes to Christmas. There is more of a connection with home. It is n</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Central-America-Caribbean/Panama/blog-678024.html</link>
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                    <title>Hows the Fitness Going after the US Fast Food</title>
                    <description>Fitness is the thing that goes when travelling some people get fitter with all the walking and carrying a heavy backpack. But when you hire a car why walk Why carry your backpack any further than the trunk to the bedroom floor 5 meters away from the hotel car park. Why over exert yourself Actually most of America with its open land to discover the car seems the easier and only logical option.</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/North-America/United-States/California/Yosemite-National-Park/blog-677792.html</link>
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