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	<title>Comments on: The bus to Luang Prabhang</title>
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	<description>where the road goes...</description>
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		<title>By: Christmas Eve 2007. People&#8217;s Democratic Republic of Laos &#124; Richard Stupart</title>
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		<dc:creator>Christmas Eve 2007. People&#8217;s Democratic Republic of Laos &#124; Richard Stupart</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 27 Sep 2009 21:00:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] travel, now is the time to file said megaultrabad story here. Now. As for me, having written about terrifying bus rides of my own, and near-cholera-inducing accommodation, this new story (which actually happened shortly [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] travel, now is the time to file said megaultrabad story here. Now. As for me, having written about terrifying bus rides of my own, and near-cholera-inducing accommodation, this new story (which actually happened shortly [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Katherine</title>
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		<dc:creator>Katherine</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 12 May 2009 19:07:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I think the bike on the top of the bus is just good sense :-) I wish I could transport my scooter like that!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I think the bike on the top of the bus is just good sense :-) I wish I could transport my scooter like that!</p>
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		<title>By: Nichola</title>
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		<dc:creator>Nichola</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 12 May 2009 10:10:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Actually, I often used to find when I travelled that I&#039;d end up consuming the most appalling junk food, simply because it was convenient or I could recognise what it was. Luckily the situation has improved somewhat as my linguistic abilities have blinged up. But yeah... when the going gets tough, nothing beats a bag of dried squid, some lemon tea and a rice ball for the desperately munchy.

lulz, such fond memories... :-)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Actually, I often used to find when I travelled that I&#8217;d end up consuming the most appalling junk food, simply because it was convenient or I could recognise what it was. Luckily the situation has improved somewhat as my linguistic abilities have blinged up. But yeah&#8230; when the going gets tough, nothing beats a bag of dried squid, some lemon tea and a rice ball for the desperately munchy.</p>
<p>lulz, such fond memories&#8230; :-)</p>
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		<title>By: eileen</title>
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		<dc:creator>eileen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 12 May 2009 00:00:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This is beautiful. Nice sneaky shot of the weapon on the helper&#039;s back. Was he also in charge of shouting out destinations as you picked up more passengers? I love the mountains in the last shot. And I love thinking about not understanding what&#039;s going on. Some day I&#039;m going to have to get out of the Americas and really see the world. Thanks for reminding me.

(also, if they&#039;re crispy and fried and come in a bag, Americans do call them chips, and now I realize I know nearly nothing about you. Bad blog reader, must find out more!)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This is beautiful. Nice sneaky shot of the weapon on the helper&#8217;s back. Was he also in charge of shouting out destinations as you picked up more passengers? I love the mountains in the last shot. And I love thinking about not understanding what&#8217;s going on. Some day I&#8217;m going to have to get out of the Americas and really see the world. Thanks for reminding me.</p>
<p>(also, if they&#8217;re crispy and fried and come in a bag, Americans do call them chips, and now I realize I know nearly nothing about you. Bad blog reader, must find out more!)</p>
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