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Published: June 10th 2011
Our transport to the airport was the hostel owners beaten up old shagin’ wagon. Didn’t feel the safest of rides, especially as we knew he was up until 3am at least, drinking and then took us to the airport at 6am. But like all our uncertain journeys, somehow we make it.
Check-in at the airport was quite intense, not only were there security checks like normal procedure but you have to pay f...
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