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<pubDate>Fri, 05 Dec 2008 03:44:35 UTC</pubDate>
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                    <title>Kermanshah and Takhte Soleiman at dusk</title>
                    <description>In the morning the bazaar faction won the day so we visited the bazaar in Kermanshah there we found Kurdish sparkling clothes galore as well as sweets and cakes. It was great seeing everyone with the bright hats and scarves that they had found in the bazaar all waiting on the pavement for the bus to start. Iranian bazaars are fantastic proper working places the large ones are cities within ci</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org//Middle-East/Iran/West/Kermanshah/blog-309369.html</link>
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                    <title>Zagros border country and Kurdish villages</title>
                    <description>The next day we had been told to be at breakfast at 6.30 early for me While most of the women were there none of the men were Great door knockings and retributions ensued though all fairly good natured So we got off a bit later than planned first stop Takhte Bostan Taqe Bostan just outside Kermanshah. This site has three well preserved Sassanian basreliefs showing the crowning ceremoni</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org//Middle-East/Iran/West/Kermanshah/blog-308999.html</link>
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                    <title>An Alcoholic Human TomatoII</title>
                    <description>After feeling like dying of sunstroke in the Iranian region of Khuzestan the friendly bus driver offered me a cup of tea...with literally a handful of bloody sugar cubes that made me assume I was going to become diabetic. Crikey i suppose this is the local remedy for sunstroke. When I tried to refuse the sugar I got really scary glares from dear old Amir who looked like an angry and spicier tw</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org//Middle-East/Iran/West/Kermanshah/blog-163110.html</link>
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