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Published: January 25th 2014
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I arrive in Tissamaharama (shortened to Tissa henceforth for obvious reasons) after two stinky, crammed local bus rides. A few tuk tuks and guesthouse touts are already waiting for me. While I try my best to ignore them, one is particularly persistent. He follows me on a motorcycle, trying to steer me towards his (or his family's) guesthouse.
"Where you stay, sir?"
-"Oh, I can't tell yo...
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Deni, Dax and Ella
Germany?!
I hadn't realised until now that you are from Germany... you should come to Mallorca then!! ;)