<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501016256948345399</id><updated>2024-10-06T22:49:01.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Road</title><subtitle type='html'>On the Road</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03537224007904264747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgGieChjuWbQjCMJFVp1FJcr1FDZ7NN1c4PujPBi83vm8dC_X_SPXdSqoJRPds4M42G6N2m65dnwycm-bCtnEY0t7DA015a7YAXtzg1iGoWrd_Jy63p3CM73b-ugUu1tE/s220/chris+or.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501016256948345399.post-8579874065778281073</id><published>2012-10-17T18:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-10-17T18:01:20.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top travel destinations in the world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;FRANCE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
France is the most visited country by tourists as the countryis rich in 
culture and has some of the finest places to see. Villas in France, the 
French wine and weather make a fantastic reason to see the country.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;SPAIN:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Spain is the second most visited country in the world with more than 50 
million tourists visiting it annually. A tour of Spain would include a 
visit to its famous cities Barcelona and Madrid. Apart from sampling 
some ethnic Spanish &lt;a class=&quot;text&quot; href=&quot;http://www.mapsofworld.com/china/china-food/&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;food&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and wine one can see some of the most beautiful architectural designs on the buildings of Spain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;ITALY:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Italy an important tourist destination in Europe is a favorite with honeymooners and all romantic souls.  Vacations to Italy are an invitation to spend ones time indulging in the
 senses be it eating delicious Italian pasta or drinking some of the 
best Italian wine, seeing Italian art or simply breathing in the scented
 air of the country&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;USA:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
USA is a top destination for tourists. Holidays in USA are an experience
 in diversity as the country is diverse in its weather conditions, the 
composition of the &lt;a class=&quot;text&quot; href=&quot;http://www.mapsofworld.com/spain/population-in-spain.html&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;population&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
 and the topography. 

This diversity has led to people defining USA in their own terms and one
 can see the states of USA having a distinct identity of their own.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;MEXICO:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Mexico is a top world destination for people to visit. Be its ancient 
pyramids lost in the rainforests, or its flaming hot dishes, or simply 
the colorful people of the country, to travel to Mexico is to be a part 
of a larger adventure.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;CHINA:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
China has grown as a top tourist spot as the people of the country and 
their unique culture attract people from far and wide. The impressive 
Great Wall of China and the tasty &lt;a class=&quot;text&quot; href=&quot;http://www.mapsofworld.com/china/china-food/&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;food&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt; of the country make every China holiday well worth the time. </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/8579874065778281073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/10/top-travel-destinations-in-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/8579874065778281073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/8579874065778281073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/10/top-travel-destinations-in-world.html' title='Top travel destinations in the world.'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03537224007904264747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgGieChjuWbQjCMJFVp1FJcr1FDZ7NN1c4PujPBi83vm8dC_X_SPXdSqoJRPds4M42G6N2m65dnwycm-bCtnEY0t7DA015a7YAXtzg1iGoWrd_Jy63p3CM73b-ugUu1tE/s220/chris+or.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501016256948345399.post-6477770172951595144</id><published>2012-05-20T19:02:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-20T19:02:32.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hit the Road !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
There are over 300 million Americans. 
Less than 30% of them have passports. That means Americans are not 
traveling abroad. And 50% of those who do leave the USA are traveling to
 either Canada or Mexico. So, why is it that Americans are not traveling
 overseas in larger numbers?&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
Realistically, money and time are the 
two biggest factors in our estimation as to why Americans don’t travel 
abroad. Airfare is costly and flying is a hassle. Meanwhile, Americans 
on average get around two weeks of vacation a year– not enough to get 
abroad, get over jet-lag and start enjoying another country. In reality,
 many of those vacation days are used here and there for extensions on 
Thanksgiving, for family birthdays or other small events, and that 
results in, usually, less than two weeks in one chunk for travel. Its 
not surprising that Asia or the Middle East seems out of reach to 
Americans who have around 7 days to travel, explore and return. That 
doesn’t sound like a vacation, it sounds like a gauntlet.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.abandonthecube.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/vacation_time_chart2.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; class=&quot;aligncenter size-medium wp-image-2634&quot; height=&quot;204&quot; src=&quot;http://www.abandonthecube.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/vacation_time_chart2-300x204.png&quot; title=&quot;vacation_time_chart2&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In
 contrast, the average worker in Europe gets around a month of vacation.
 By law, all countries in the European Union must allow all workers four
 weeks of paid vacation at a minimum. Even part-time workers who have 
worked more than 13 weeks are entitled to their month of paid vacation. 
This isn’t accrued, its a right. And that doesn’t count public holidays,
 which are paid days. Americans get 13 days, on average, though some 
companies have adopted even stricter vacation plans for entry-level 
employees, like the company Mike worked for in Minnesota. They told him 
his two weeks of vacation were “To ambitious for an entry level 
employee.” To which Mike said “audios!” (Chart above shows average PAID 
vacation days by country)&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.abandonthecube.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/AverageWorkWeek.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; class=&quot;aligncenter size-medium wp-image-2635&quot; height=&quot;174&quot; src=&quot;http://www.abandonthecube.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/AverageWorkWeek-300x174.png&quot; title=&quot;AverageWorkWeek&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
Meanwhile, workers in the USA have 
longer daily hours, on average, then their European counterparts. This 
is interesting because the average salary (even taking into account cost
 of living) is lower in the USA on average. For example, countries in 
Europe have a standard 40 hour work week and depending on the country 
there are laws in place to put a cap on how many hours of overtime per 
week and year an employee can log, according to the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.fedee.com/workinghours.shtml&quot;&gt;Federation of European Employees.&lt;/a&gt;
 And although the 8 hour day wasn’t always in place, it wasn’t until 
1937 that the Fair Labor Standards Act was signed into law and the 8 
hour work day (44 per week) in America became accepted as a baseline for
 a new standard. (Chart above shows average work week by country and 
gender).&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
Granted, there are social implications 
to these differences in Europe and the US. For example, Europeans are 
taxed at a much higher rate and companies have to sell products at 
higher prices to follow labor laws. However, the work-life balance in 
Europe does seem to be more balanced than in the USA, where success is 
more important that enjoyment to many. Still, the differences are 
drastic, and many health related problems in America are stress related,
 possibly stemming from overwork and lack of holiday time.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.abandonthecube.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/europe-by-usa.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; class=&quot;alignleft size-medium wp-image-2633&quot; height=&quot;225&quot; src=&quot;http://www.abandonthecube.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/europe-by-usa-300x225.jpg&quot; title=&quot;Europe According to the United States of America&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Along
 an entirely different chain of thought, perhaps one reason for the 
shortage of Americans traveling is fear. American movies constantly have
 foreigners as the ‘bad guys’ and a general lack of knowledge about 
other countries and their cultures in the US may lead many to think it 
isn’t safe anywhere abroad. When the media constantly cover problems 
abroad in uniquely terrifying language, its no wonder people think the 
entire world is dangerous. Meanwhile, Americans don’t speak a second 
language, and this limits their capacity to travel abroad with 
confidence. Luckily, English is the language of travel, but to many 
places (Africa and Asia) even English won’t suffice. The American 
education system should require students to learn a second language 
fluently by the time they graduate from High School. What language they 
learn should be their choice, naturally, but it holds people back from 
traveling, working abroad or even understanding a second worldview when 
they are limited to one language. Ideas are only as solid as the 
language in which they are expressed, so learning a whole new language 
is like learning a second culture, a second way of viewing the world. 
Americans (myself included) miss out on this when they don’t learn a 
second language as a child.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/6477770172951595144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/05/hit-road.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/6477770172951595144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/6477770172951595144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/05/hit-road.html' title='Hit the Road !'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03537224007904264747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgGieChjuWbQjCMJFVp1FJcr1FDZ7NN1c4PujPBi83vm8dC_X_SPXdSqoJRPds4M42G6N2m65dnwycm-bCtnEY0t7DA015a7YAXtzg1iGoWrd_Jy63p3CM73b-ugUu1tE/s220/chris+or.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501016256948345399.post-3618860240914801905</id><published>2012-05-16T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-16T08:09:22.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Traveling outside of earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
From Paper Article:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;http://www.telegraph.co.uk/science/space/9230801/Astronomers-find-new-planet-capable-of-supporting-life.html&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The planet lies in what they describe as a &#39;habitable zone&#39;, neither too near 
  its sun to dry out or too far away which freezes it.
&lt;/div&gt;
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And the discovery could help answer the question of whether we are alone in 
  the universe, which has been plagued astronomers and alien fanatics for 
  years.
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;thirdPar&quot;&gt;


Scientists found the planet, Gliese 667Cc, orbiting around a red dwarf star, 
  22 light years away from the earth.
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Red dwarf stars are the most common stars in the neighbourhood of the sun, 
  usually hosting planets called gas giants, which are not composed of rock 
  matter.
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;fifthPar&quot;&gt;


Re-analysing data from the European Southern Observatory, the astronomers 
  found Gliese 667Cc is a solid planet with roughly four and a half times the 
  mass of Earth.
&lt;/div&gt;
The University Göttingen and University of California scientists have 
  calculated the planet recieves ten per cent less light from its red dwarf 
  star than the Earth gets from the Sun.
&lt;br /&gt;


As the light is in the infrared area, the planet still receives nearly the 
  same amount of energy as the Earth, meaning water could be liquid and 
  surface temperatures could be similar to ours.
&lt;br /&gt;


Astronomers are hailing the plant as the &#39;Holy Grail&#39; of discoveries, as 20 
  years ago scientists were still arguing about the existence of planets 
  beyond our solar system.
&lt;br /&gt;


Since the discovery of the first extrasolar planet in 1995, astronomers have 
  confirmed the existence of more than 760 planets beyond the solar system, 
  with only four believed to be in a habitable zone.
&lt;br /&gt;


One of the most successful tools of planet hunters is the High Accuracy Radial 
  Planetary Searcher (HARPS) telescope, which measures the radial velocity of 
  a star. 
&lt;br /&gt;


Scientists using this telescope analyse the small wobbles in a stars motion 
  caused by the gravitational response of a planet, determining the position 
  and size of a planet indirectly. 
&lt;br /&gt;


Currently, they can detect planets which are 3-5 times the mass of the Earth 
  but, in the future, they could detect planets which are smaller than twice 
  the mass of Earth.
&lt;br /&gt;


Steven Vogt, an astronomer from the University of California, said: &quot;It´s 
  the Holy Grail of exo-planet research to find a planet orbiting around a 
  star at the right distance so it´s not too close where it would lose all its 
  water and not too far where it would freeze. 
&lt;br /&gt;


&quot;It´s right there in the habitable zone - there´s no question or 
  discussion about it. It is not on the edge. It is right in there.&quot;
&lt;br /&gt;


Guillem Anglada-Escudé, of University Göttingen, Germany, said: &quot;With 
  the advent of new generation of instruments, researchers will be able to 
  survey many dwarf stars for similar planets and eventually look for 
  spectroscopic signatures of life in one of these worlds.&quot;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/3618860240914801905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/05/traveling-outside-of-earth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/3618860240914801905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/3618860240914801905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/05/traveling-outside-of-earth.html' title='Traveling outside of earth'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03537224007904264747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgGieChjuWbQjCMJFVp1FJcr1FDZ7NN1c4PujPBi83vm8dC_X_SPXdSqoJRPds4M42G6N2m65dnwycm-bCtnEY0t7DA015a7YAXtzg1iGoWrd_Jy63p3CM73b-ugUu1tE/s220/chris+or.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrhxqbpGykeAHLQON-x9lX8IbkFMIfRQ-w1-I7hhQWLZ0I449v83RpmKBikehQ_bE0mqEbCiSs13DOG6SaDlhNsIN5VxTgdllQOVRg7EtZ5h4U1DYIoyidBNgQzSPySL3f1dM7ElT3FkCT/s72-c/Milky-Way_2179177b.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501016256948345399.post-7299207843273596654</id><published>2012-05-15T18:43:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-15T20:04:59.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paying it forward</title><content type='html'>Im glad to say that in late August of this year I will be allowed to return the hospitality that was give to me by my dear friends Giampaolo, and possibly Stefano. It will be an honor to take the Italian dairy farmer to Vacaville, and to drink all the Toasted Head wine we can. Something I definitely have become aware in my new traveling experiences this is the part that becomes even more special. I have been lucky enough to see some amazing places in the world, and now it is my turn to show off some great places in our country. We wont be wandering too far away from this area, but I look forward to being an ambassador to Nor Cal and taking them to places all across this area. So if you see some dudes in speedos floating down sac river in August (I wont be one of them), you&#39;ll know why.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/7299207843273596654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/05/paying-it-forward.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/7299207843273596654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/7299207843273596654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/05/paying-it-forward.html' title='Paying it forward'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03537224007904264747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgGieChjuWbQjCMJFVp1FJcr1FDZ7NN1c4PujPBi83vm8dC_X_SPXdSqoJRPds4M42G6N2m65dnwycm-bCtnEY0t7DA015a7YAXtzg1iGoWrd_Jy63p3CM73b-ugUu1tE/s220/chris+or.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501016256948345399.post-6897913145639605170</id><published>2012-05-15T06:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-15T06:17:34.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiking: the cheapest form of traveling</title><content type='html'>Look around you: while you are reading this, you are, in all probability, surrounded by walls and when you look out from your “little cell”, all you will be able to see is a bigger cell, one with more and higher walls, a network of thousands of little cells just like your own, stretching all the way to the horizon and beyond.

This is what is called a town or a city. Towns and cities are where we eat, sleep, and raise our kids, where we are born and where we make our living. Isn’t that already enough time spent in cities?

I don’t know about you, but the last thing in the world I need to see in my holidays is another city. In my holidays, I want to feel the sun on my back and the wind in my face.
Fortunately, there is a perfect recipe for doing this: it’s called HIKING
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 I spent many of my “most precious days of my working years” in networks of prison cells that looked very much like the one I have at home: spa towns, shopping towns, museum towns. Or, worst of all, one of the soulless holiday toy towns on the Mediterranean Coast. (Benidorm: twinned with Mordor.)
But I’m no Daniel Boone

Much as I might want to, I do not know how to suck the sap out of a cactus once my water bottle is empty and which rodents will provide a tasty snack if I feel peckish but have finished my supply of sandwiches. Neither do I know how to fight a grizzly bear. I may want to break out of my natural habitat, but in the real wilderness, I would be a danger to myself, as much without a clue as a deer in the middle of Piccadilly Circus.
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This is where the idea of Easy Hiking comes in

Because, you see, you can really have it all: adventure without the existential risk, a taste of nature that does not involve painting yourself “red in tooth and claw”, a meaningful outdoor experience, which is nevertheless coupled with the experience of spending your nights sleeping between clean fresh linen.

    &quot;Easy hiking is adventure for beginners&quot;Easy hiking means sleeping in hotels, not trying to go one better on the snail, which carries its own house on its back, but, sensibly draws the line at pots, pans and cutlery.

    It means hiking in civilized portions of no more than three or four days at a time instead of trying to wolf down an entire mountain range in a single bite.

    It means taking the time to make a stopover wherever there is something interesting to see: a castle, a country church, a picturesque village.

    And all that on trails that have been designed for the very purpose of providing you with a pleasant and easy hiking experience.

A good easy hiking trail is like a good detective story

You never know what to find next except that it will surprise you – within a comfortable band of expectation.

Much in the same way that, as you approach the denouement of an Agatha Christie novel, you can be sure that Hercule Poirot’s explanation will not involve ghosts, aliens or time travel, you can be sure that behind the next corner of your trail you will find something charming but not unsettling: a forest, a field, a heather-covered slope, a view of a winding river or a mountain. You will not discover the Victoria Falls.

But neither will a band of hostile natives lie in wait for you – or a grizzly bear.
And, just as importantly, the path ahead may be steep, it may be challenging, but it will not feature anything that you will not be able to master.

That may be the best thing about easy hiking: everyone can do it.
&quot;Sprightly pensioner on an easy hike&quot;

On any easy hiking trail, you will meet sprightly pensioners in tank tops and short trousers, exposing acres of leathery skin, gentle elderly couples on a Sunday walk, groups of men with pot bellies celebrating somebody’s birthday or a stag night, and prim middle-aged women whose pale-skinned arms tell tales of sheltered lives behind the doors of offices, schools and public libraries.

Believe it or not: not all hikers are Olympic athletes and, while we are at it, let us dispose of yet another hiking myth: not all of them are nature fanatics either. Many of them, I bet, could not tell you the names of the wild flowers and trees along the way any more than I could.
Everybody gets something else out of hiking

 While some hikers love to read and study the book of nature, others simply enjoy the sounds of the forest and the smell of the leaves after a light summer rain, and yet others are there for the existentialist challenge of ploughing on through the heat, the dust, the rain, whatever nature throws at them, until they have reached their day’s destination where they can put up their feet, gulf down an ice-cold beer and perhaps light one their favourite cigars.
So what do you think: does easy hiking have something in store for you, too?
There is only one way to find out: pack your bags and have a go at it. It may change your life – or at least the way you will be spending your holidays from now on.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/6897913145639605170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/05/hiking-cheapest-form-of-traveling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/6897913145639605170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/6897913145639605170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/05/hiking-cheapest-form-of-traveling.html' title='Hiking: the cheapest form of traveling'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03537224007904264747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgGieChjuWbQjCMJFVp1FJcr1FDZ7NN1c4PujPBi83vm8dC_X_SPXdSqoJRPds4M42G6N2m65dnwycm-bCtnEY0t7DA015a7YAXtzg1iGoWrd_Jy63p3CM73b-ugUu1tE/s220/chris+or.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZVU1TvW8A5rlrWDkaKy3507pGdBb0Ppxom-jslZ8L8KuHcOTPhM8DiZR2DM13BX4hRJnW_7dI758raZIID3XL1KNACDk7PHRPZ3xolh0mdN82o14RWLus6kQGLQucZQ8Kj1yogElJe4qs/s72-c/riv.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501016256948345399.post-4137673687571285897</id><published>2012-05-14T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-14T20:16:26.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>San Francisco is built on a series of hills and if your are going to explore San Francisco then you need to tackle some of these hills. As part of my test drive of the Ford Escape we took on some of those hills. My personal escape route to San Francisco starts at Ghirardelli Square near San Francisco’s famous Fisherman’s Wharf.

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When Domingo Ghirardelli came to California it was to strike it rich in the 1849 gold fields. A failure at mining Ghirardelli instead is known for rich chocolate. Ghirardelli not only bears his name but still produces enough chocolate (and ice cream) to make a stop there nearly mandatory.
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San Francisco is the city where “little cable cars climb halfway to the stars” according to the song. This picture shows a cable car climbing up the slope of Nob Hill where some of the most expensive houses in San Francisco were first built. A cable car has no motor. Its sole means of propulsion is a large pair of pliers. The way a cable car works is that each of the 3 surviving cable car lines are a single loop of moving cable. The cable car grabs on to pull it up the hill or to slow it down as it goes down the other side.

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Not far from the top of Nob Hill is a point where all the cable car lines meet at the Cable Car Barn and Museum. Come to the free museum to learn how the cable cars work. Here you will see the enormous engines that move the cable and hence power the cable cars. Learn what the markings on the cable car track are. Learn which markings tell the operator to let go of the cable because they are crossing another cable car line. You can also try your hand at ringing a cable car bell.

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At the top of Nob Hill is the Episcopal Cathedral for San Francisco – Grace Cathedral. Grace Cathedral is a Gothic style cathedral that would easily fit in in Europe if you added a few flying buttresses.

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Grace Cathedral holds two surprises that are popular with tourists. Both inside and outside of the cathedral you will find a labyrinth that you can walk while you meditate. Don’t worry if you get lost in thought because you cannot get lost in a labyrinth. Unlike a maze there is only one very twisty path. Just keep going and you will come out the other side.

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At the top of Telegraph Hill is a tower made to look like the nozzle of a fire hose. It was built as a monument to firefighters. The inside of the tower has murals painted during the Great Depression as part of the New Deal program: Public Works of Art Project. Coit Tower and Telegraph hill offer wonderful views of the Golden Gate Bridge but the parking lot is small and the traffic can be very heavy in the Summer so if you want to visit Coit Tower avoid the middle of the day.


The most famous or infamous of San Francisco’s hills is Russian Hill which is where you will find the “crookedest street in the world” Lombard Street. While not the steepest street even in San Francisco it is a fun drive and a popular destination with tourists.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/4137673687571285897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/05/san-francisco-is-built-on-series-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/4137673687571285897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/4137673687571285897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/05/san-francisco-is-built-on-series-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03537224007904264747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgGieChjuWbQjCMJFVp1FJcr1FDZ7NN1c4PujPBi83vm8dC_X_SPXdSqoJRPds4M42G6N2m65dnwycm-bCtnEY0t7DA015a7YAXtzg1iGoWrd_Jy63p3CM73b-ugUu1tE/s220/chris+or.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5yt2BJpFby8iNk9y9KmUNgD_OMvlLWUWbxr6j3jb4XlIxutEQgpC_z2aZuytvkbbVJK3iSYjnoKcV60ccacb8qKH-S_nyfhbyhRMnaQzmiW2vC4gW6OBbPyja8TFelZ9OLFTWluldLQ41/s72-c/gir.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501016256948345399.post-1097388904964098110</id><published>2012-05-14T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-14T20:05:42.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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While in DC try to visit the International Spy Museum, home to the world’s largest collection of espionage artifacts. There is also places to visit like the Air and Space Museum, and other vein of geeky, techy adventures.

WHY did you go there, exactly?


Okay, what was so cool about it?

If you are even slightly intrigued by spies, their gadgets, and their undercover adventures, you will love this place. When you arrive, you choose your “cover,” adopting a name and back story. The Boy took this task seriously, writing down all the details of Yuan Zheng, the 39-year old dentist he had become.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/1097388904964098110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/05/while-in-dc-try-to-visit-international.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/1097388904964098110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/1097388904964098110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/05/while-in-dc-try-to-visit-international.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03537224007904264747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgGieChjuWbQjCMJFVp1FJcr1FDZ7NN1c4PujPBi83vm8dC_X_SPXdSqoJRPds4M42G6N2m65dnwycm-bCtnEY0t7DA015a7YAXtzg1iGoWrd_Jy63p3CM73b-ugUu1tE/s220/chris+or.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiplCParZOP8AVIh80Q0M8foJ1cSFuOQVPfE-U1sRN7sWHwQzfIZuVcxad3Nqwh7MF8nEXam6H2TADqg3lV5ehudfozXte_j-Ch4NdMP7CvveAK4CELU1ZTvQrLAFVOmrPZOgnnh_sFPZ-a/s72-c/spy.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501016256948345399.post-4561187247297514694</id><published>2012-05-14T11:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-14T11:02:49.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Travel in Europe is getting cheaper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.cnbc.com/id/47396554&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;http://www.cnbc.com/id/47396554

Travel just got cheaper</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/4561187247297514694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/05/travel-in-europe-is-getting-cheaper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/4561187247297514694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/4561187247297514694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/05/travel-in-europe-is-getting-cheaper.html' title='Travel in Europe is getting cheaper'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03537224007904264747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgGieChjuWbQjCMJFVp1FJcr1FDZ7NN1c4PujPBi83vm8dC_X_SPXdSqoJRPds4M42G6N2m65dnwycm-bCtnEY0t7DA015a7YAXtzg1iGoWrd_Jy63p3CM73b-ugUu1tE/s220/chris+or.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501016256948345399.post-4215306061648497527</id><published>2012-01-22T10:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T10:11:15.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dutch teen sailor completes solo world tour</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;lingo_region&quot;&gt;Dutch teen Laura Dekker on Saturday became  the youngest sailor to complete a solo circumnavigation of the world, a  year after going to court for the right to make the attempt.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The 16-year-old completed her solo round-the-world journey when she sailed into harbour on the Caribbean island of &lt;a class=&quot; lingo_link&quot; href=&quot;http://topics.breitbart.com/Sint+Maarten/&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; style=&quot;color: black; cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: underline;&quot;&gt;Sint Maarten&lt;/a&gt; at 3:00 pm (1900 GMT).Dekker, who left the island nearly a year ago to the day -- January 20, 2011 -- beat the previous record by some eight months.As she turns 17 on September 20, she had to complete her journey before  September 16 to beat the record for the youngest sailor to make an  unassisted world tour.Her parents and a 400-strong crowd of well-wishers -- on shore and in  small boats -- welcomed the teen, dressed in a tee-shirt and beige  shorts.Just to get to the starting line, Dekker had to fight her way through  the Dutch courts, who at first blocked plans for her to cast off a year  earlier -- when she was just 14.The court ordered her placed in the care of welfare officers on the  grounds that she was too young to guarantee her safety at sea.She ran away to Sint Maarten, an island of the Lesser Antilles divided  between France and the Netherlands, and police had to escort her back  home.She finally won her court battle with Dutch child welfare authorities in  July 2010 -- after 10 months -- and set sail, originally from Gibraltar  on August 21, 2010 in her yacht Guppy.But a change of her planned course led her to make the starting point from her trip Sint Maarten instead.Born on a boat in &lt;a class=&quot; lingo_link&quot; href=&quot;http://topics.breitbart.com/New+Zealand/&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; style=&quot;color: black; cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: underline;&quot;&gt;New Zealand&lt;/a&gt;  of a seafaring family, Dekker also lived on a boat in the Netherlands  with her father Dick and dog Spot before setting out on her voyage.The previous record holder was Australian Jessica Watson, who achieved it in May 2010, three days before she turned 17.But unlike Watson, who circumnavigated non-stop, Dekker sailed from  port-to-port and was never at sea for more than three weeks.Dekker&#39;s achievement will not be entered in the &lt;a class=&quot; lingo_link&quot; href=&quot;http://topics.breitbart.com/Guinness+Book+of+World+Records/&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; style=&quot;color: black; cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: underline;&quot;&gt;Guinness Book of World Records&lt;/a&gt; however, as it has refused to recognize records by minors which are considered &quot;unsuitable.&quot;Neither will the World Sailing Speed Record Council -- the official body that validates such records -- acknowledge the feat.  &lt;br /&gt;
&quot;All that matters is speed, we don&#39;t do any personal records, age doesn&#39;t matter,&quot; &lt;a class=&quot; lingo_link&quot; href=&quot;http://topics.breitbart.com/John+Reed/&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; style=&quot;color: black; cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: underline;&quot;&gt;John Reed,&lt;/a&gt; the council&#39;s secretary, told AFP.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/4215306061648497527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/dutch-teen-sailor-completes-solo-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/4215306061648497527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/4215306061648497527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/dutch-teen-sailor-completes-solo-world.html' title='Dutch teen sailor completes solo world tour'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03537224007904264747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgGieChjuWbQjCMJFVp1FJcr1FDZ7NN1c4PujPBi83vm8dC_X_SPXdSqoJRPds4M42G6N2m65dnwycm-bCtnEY0t7DA015a7YAXtzg1iGoWrd_Jy63p3CM73b-ugUu1tE/s220/chris+or.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501016256948345399.post-4092916287345842023</id><published>2012-01-12T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T11:30:03.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Voluntourism</title><content type='html'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TI7JKGmpCgw&lt;br /&gt;
great link to great info</content><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TI7JKGmpCgw' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/4092916287345842023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/voluntourism.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/4092916287345842023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/4092916287345842023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/voluntourism.html' title='Voluntourism'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03537224007904264747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgGieChjuWbQjCMJFVp1FJcr1FDZ7NN1c4PujPBi83vm8dC_X_SPXdSqoJRPds4M42G6N2m65dnwycm-bCtnEY0t7DA015a7YAXtzg1iGoWrd_Jy63p3CM73b-ugUu1tE/s220/chris+or.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501016256948345399.post-8728356653701418692</id><published>2012-01-11T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T17:36:43.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laying a foundation to budget traveling.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;Lay The Foundation&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pay yourself first&lt;/b&gt;.  Contribute to 401k, buy stocks, antiques (I’m kidding), or other types  of investment. A portion of your paycheck MUST go to post-travel life.  Very fortunate few get to travel for a living, most likely you won’t be  one of them.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pay off your debt. Or even better, do not get into debt&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I have lived debt  free ever since that. Being in debt also means being in a commitment (to  pay it off), which brings me to the next point:&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do not get anything that require commitment&lt;/b&gt;.  Do not buy a house, or a car, or a 2 yr cell phone contract… Do not get  pets who live for a very long time either. If you can not imagine  living without animals (like me), consider fostering for your local  animal rescue. It’s a win-win situation. BIG BONUS: You also get to save  a life.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Save, save, save&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Downgrade&lt;/b&gt;.  Move to a cheaper place. It’s the easiest way to trim your expenses. I  saved a lot month by moving to a smaller AND closer-to-work apartment.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Find a cheap hobby&lt;/b&gt; to  keep yourself away from movies and malls on weekends. Do not get into  rock climbing . It’s addicting and expensive. You end up  driving very far on weekends, spending money on food and gas. Not to  mention the equipment.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cook more&lt;/b&gt;. You can save tons by not eating out. I’m serious.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do the many little things that make a big difference in savings&lt;/b&gt;. I don’t go to the malls, I put on more layers than turning on the heat, I make my own coffee rather going to Starbucks.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
So,  that’s the short list of things that have worked for me (and have not).  I wish I could give an insider tip on what to invest, or some other big  money-saving revelations. But unfortunately, it’s just a matter of  making sacrifices (but not too many of them), and attempting to strike a  balance between living in the now and saving for the future.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/8728356653701418692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/laying-foundation-to-budget-traveling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/8728356653701418692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/8728356653701418692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/laying-foundation-to-budget-traveling.html' title='Laying a foundation to budget traveling.'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03537224007904264747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgGieChjuWbQjCMJFVp1FJcr1FDZ7NN1c4PujPBi83vm8dC_X_SPXdSqoJRPds4M42G6N2m65dnwycm-bCtnEY0t7DA015a7YAXtzg1iGoWrd_Jy63p3CM73b-ugUu1tE/s220/chris+or.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501016256948345399.post-1094612068534373534</id><published>2012-01-10T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T18:22:15.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Traveling off the beaten path  : Bomarzo, Italy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxNC5QYGRTPj5khPOl7wggXOWRIumM0rQnS1Fi0CNDBFDr7-p1aYrQzYb8O7ZUAIQdJ3Z4Sx1sjumw_20Q09xDswuLbJ7oEQtzpn8yZgHITUnDLp9hMjBieOqc6Vid5487DcdBmCqEctVM/s1600/137.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;112&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxNC5QYGRTPj5khPOl7wggXOWRIumM0rQnS1Fi0CNDBFDr7-p1aYrQzYb8O7ZUAIQdJ3Z4Sx1sjumw_20Q09xDswuLbJ7oEQtzpn8yZgHITUnDLp9hMjBieOqc6Vid5487DcdBmCqEctVM/s200/137.JPG&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg7xhILx3evXDrqdY4-zrR7y17YYVx_pbqsutzsauyz_M9k8_fPaLX-j-zt26m_WYaX0HJfs8lhkhGcJMetSekcuVh2D4vD6M3t1tsqOmfKwu1DSrcqla1HFKSqj3NUwK1cvu2GKzH_GDF/s1600/021.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg7xhILx3evXDrqdY4-zrR7y17YYVx_pbqsutzsauyz_M9k8_fPaLX-j-zt26m_WYaX0HJfs8lhkhGcJMetSekcuVh2D4vD6M3t1tsqOmfKwu1DSrcqla1HFKSqj3NUwK1cvu2GKzH_GDF/s200/021.JPG&quot; width=&quot;112&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;About 50 miles northwest of&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.europeupclose.com/category/italy/rome/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rome&lt;/strong&gt; just outside the small town of &lt;strong&gt;Bomarzo&lt;/strong&gt;, lies an exceedingly strange garden:&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.bomarzo.net/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  (Park of Monsters.) Scattered among several acres of plane trees and  shrubs are sculptures unlike any in classic museums or, in fact, almost  anywhere in the world. Walk the path and you’ll come to an enormous  stone elephant, a dragon enjoying a human meal, a colossal head with a  gaping mouth, a horse with wings, a mermaid siren, and much more.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuccZDkfnw5zOabeLUhFVGlUCxQYhdEipydodaqlHzAyDdoSa3aJtL5wfZBM75pGCKZEnheXKYrG4ME_8siXgHZPhaSq_2jh7RwHJEpykSIuhR24Y4zFLDn97yMurkK9W26PFNOGoXYJ1Q/s1600/027.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;112&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuccZDkfnw5zOabeLUhFVGlUCxQYhdEipydodaqlHzAyDdoSa3aJtL5wfZBM75pGCKZEnheXKYrG4ME_8siXgHZPhaSq_2jh7RwHJEpykSIuhR24Y4zFLDn97yMurkK9W26PFNOGoXYJ1Q/s200/027.JPG&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This  unusual place, privately owned but open to the public, was commissioned  by Prince Pier Francesco Orsini, known as Vicino, in the mid-16th  century in honor of his beloved wife Giulia. The designer, Pirro  Ligorio, was a noted architect of the time who also designed the famous  gardens of Villa d’Este in Tivoli and oversaw the construction of St.  Peter’s cathedral in the Vatican.&lt;br /&gt;
The statuary in the Park of Monsters is impressive, if not downright  weird in spots, but it’s more playful than frightening, even though  giants and dragons are gobbling other creatures. It’s a fine place to  take children for a chance to run around outdoors and gawk at the  figures. Some can even be climbed on. Among the animals, ogres, nymphs  and gods, Ceres lounges with the abundant fruits of the earth in a bowl  on her head, while old, bearded Neptune towers over a basin. Thick green  moss covers his shoulders. In one corner is an oddly tilted house, the  Casa Storta, “Twisted House.”&lt;br /&gt;
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Centuries later, the surrealistic park inspired artists such as Jean  Cocteau and Salvador Dali. Paintings, stories, and even an opera were  composed.&amp;nbsp; Gradually, over time, the park became neglected and  overgrown, but it was restored in the 1970s and is now a tourist  attraction.&lt;br /&gt;
Nearby Bomarzo is a medieval town on a limestone cliff, overlooking  the Tiber Valley. It’s a great place to explore on foot, with narrow  stone streets and flowers spilling over window boxes. And, there is even  a&amp;nbsp;castle fortress at the top of a nearby&amp;nbsp;hill.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;giving it out like it wasn&#39;t yours.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; While having absolutly nothing to write I was browsing for travel news and came across something I found interesting. Numbio.com cost of living survey for 2012 was  conducted by more than 23,000 contributors who entered more than 241,000  prices. The most expensive cities (excluding rent) are Trondheim and  Stavanger in Norway, followed by Zurich in Switzerland. &lt;br /&gt;
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Based on 45 goods and services, Numbeo.com&#39;s cost of living survey for  the beginning of 2012 was conducted by more than 23000 independent  contributors who entered more than 241,000 prices. The most expensive  cities (excluding rent) are Trondheim and Stavanger in Norway, followed  by Zurich in Switzerland.&lt;br /&gt;
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In Numbeo&#39;s survey,&lt;strong&gt; New York &lt;/strong&gt;is used as the base city  for the index and scores 100 points, all cities are compared against New  York and currency movements are measured against US Dollar and Euro. &lt;strong&gt;Tokyo &lt;/strong&gt;(Japan) scores 135.23 points and is nearly three times as costly as &lt;strong&gt;Manila&lt;/strong&gt; (Philippines) with 47.34 points.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the 2012, the most expensive cities (excluding rent) are:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trondheim, Norway (188.91)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Stavanger, Norway (171.32)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Zurich, Switzerland (152.84)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Oslo, Norway (152.03)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Geneva, Switzerland (146.24)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Bern, Switzerland (142.44)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Lucerne, Switzerland (139.94)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Perth, Australia (139.63)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Bergen, Norway (138.79)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Tokyo, Japan (135.23)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Sydney, Australia (132.39)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Adelaide, Australia (129.60)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Monaco, Monaco (128.15)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Copenhagen, Denmark (123.82)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Edinburgh, United Kingdom (122.52)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Melbourne, Australia (121.53)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Dublin, Ireland (119.56)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;London, United Kingdom (118.52)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Arhus, Denmark (115.96)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Canberra, Australia (115.89). &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Something to think about next time you want to go to Norway!! &lt;/li&gt;
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The Cinque Terre are National Park and UNESCO protected territory since  1997.  Riomaggiore, Corniglia, Manarola, Vernazza, Monterosso are the five  villages that form the Cinque Terre, suspended between sea and land on  sheer cliffs upon the beautiful sea.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;img align=&quot;middle&quot; height=&quot;110&quot; src=&quot;http://www.lecinqueterre.org/images/monterossomare.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/4494585915417770591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/cinque-terra.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/4494585915417770591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/4494585915417770591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/cinque-terra.html' title='Cinque Terra'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03537224007904264747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgGieChjuWbQjCMJFVp1FJcr1FDZ7NN1c4PujPBi83vm8dC_X_SPXdSqoJRPds4M42G6N2m65dnwycm-bCtnEY0t7DA015a7YAXtzg1iGoWrd_Jy63p3CM73b-ugUu1tE/s220/chris+or.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501016256948345399.post-5541410075841841520</id><published>2012-01-05T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T10:44:13.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>McDonald’s close all their stores in Bolivia, making Bolivia the only Latin- American free McDonald’s.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;wp-caption-text&quot;&gt;McDonald&#39;s in Bolivia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Would you like some fries with that Big Mac or would you prefer just to go down the street and get yourself an empanada?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
It seems like a very unlikely situation, but &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://scallywagandvagabond.com/?s=mcdonald%27s&amp;amp;x=0&amp;amp;y=0&quot;&gt;McDonald’s&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; can now add the country of &lt;b&gt;Bolivia&lt;/b&gt;  where it came and attempted to conquer the food market and to its  chagrin was tossed out. Hardly the exported American dream story it may  have hoped for when it opened its first store 14 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.hispanicallyspeakingnews.com/notitas-de-noticias/details/mcdonalds-closes-all-their-restaurants-in-bolivia/12787/&quot;&gt;hispanicallyspeaking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;After  14 years in the nation and despite many campaigns and promos McDonald’s  was forced to close its 8 Bolivian restaurants in the major cities of  La Paz, Cochabamba and Santa Cruz de la Sierra.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;McDonald’s served its last hamburgers in Bolivia Saturday  at midnight, after announcing a global restructuring plan in which it  would close its doors in seven countries with poor profit margins&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
With over 33 000 stores&amp;nbsp;  worldwide one could suppose that 8 less would hardly make a difference  to the world’s largest food vendor’s bottom line. Though what may be at  stake isn’t so much the immediate bottom line of the behemoth food chain  but the fact that Bolivia represents the only Latin American country to  exist without a McDonalds (and perhaps going forward not the only one?)  which could inspire a revolt amongst other nations who equate the chain  as low brow fast food that leads to health problems or worse American  imperialism- something that has never gone down too well with the locals  in Bolivia if one judges the leftist stance taking by as some would  argue the belligerent &lt;b&gt;Evo Morales&lt;/b&gt;, the leader of Bolivia who &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://anacondaman.blogspot.com/2011/03/president-of-bolivia-evo-morales-has.html&quot;&gt;hasn’t hidden his disdain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  for private American interests and hegemony in the past, especially his  outspoken stance on cocoa production and American politics&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div id=&quot;wrapper-navigation&quot;&gt;&lt;div id=&quot;navigation&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;menu-cali-container&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;menu&quot; id=&quot;menu-cali&quot;&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;post-heading&quot;&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;heading-author&quot;&gt;Scallywag&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span class=&quot;heading-date&quot;&gt;December 26, 2011&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;span class=&quot;heading-comments&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://scallywagandvagabond.com/2011/12/mcdonalds-close-all-their-stores-in-bolivia-making-bolivia-the-only-latin-american-free-mcdonalds/#comments&quot; title=&quot;Comment on McDonald’s close all their stores in Bolivia, making Bolivia the only Latin- American free McDonald’s.&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;dsq-postid&quot; rel=&quot;53195 http://scallywagandvagabond.com/?p=53195&quot;&gt;14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;wp-caption aligncenter&quot; id=&quot;attachment_53197&quot; style=&quot;width: 570px;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://scallywagandvagabond.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/12/Picture-497.png&quot; rel=&quot;lightbox[53195]&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; class=&quot; wp-image-53197  &quot; height=&quot;404&quot; src=&quot;http://scallywagandvagabond.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/12/Picture-497.png&quot; title=&quot;Picture 497&quot; width=&quot;560&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/5541410075841841520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/mcdonalds-close-all-their-stores-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/5541410075841841520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/5541410075841841520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/mcdonalds-close-all-their-stores-in.html' title='McDonald’s close all their stores in Bolivia, making Bolivia the only Latin- American free McDonald’s.'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03537224007904264747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgGieChjuWbQjCMJFVp1FJcr1FDZ7NN1c4PujPBi83vm8dC_X_SPXdSqoJRPds4M42G6N2m65dnwycm-bCtnEY0t7DA015a7YAXtzg1iGoWrd_Jy63p3CM73b-ugUu1tE/s220/chris+or.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501016256948345399.post-395421202133504460</id><published>2012-01-05T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T08:27:53.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Places for cheap travel.</title><content type='html'>One thing that I have realized from coming back from a trip around the world is that I now have the currency converter widget and when I try to bring it up in conversation I am looked at like I might be from another planet. While I might not be from another planet, I still am pretty rare I guess. So as I daily run thorugh my converter to see how the dollar is doing against other currency, not for financial investments like most people, but for cheap travel investments. Where can I go, and how much will it cost, two main concerns for me and everyone else traveling that doesn&#39;t have a trust fund.&lt;br /&gt;
Over time, with a lot of passionate research and questioning all my friends who have had great travel experiences I have come up with some places that I would recommend for cheap travel.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Eastern Europe&lt;/b&gt;- Some may not know but not all European countries currently operate on the Euro. Some Eastern European countries have maintained their old currency and have a lot of the same old world charm, as you would get in the northern,more expensive areas of Europe. The further east you go, the cheaper  it is too. Prague, Budapest, Sofia have plenty of old world charm. In most of these places, you’ll be able to spend less than $30 a day.  For a medium range budget, you can expect to pay $50-60 per day if you  stay at a hotel and eat fancy meals. Countries in the Baltic, the  Ukraine, and Romania are cheaper. Its a poor boys way to see Europe. The REAL Europe without going broke&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Vietnam&lt;/b&gt;-  Vietnam is becoming more and more a popular tourist destination each  year. It’s not very developed and compared to other countries in the  region, it’s cheap. Moreover, people are interested in learning more  about a place American spent so much time fighting in.&amp;nbsp; I had a friend visit a few years ago and only spent $8 dollars a day while she was there. That included&amp;nbsp; guest houses,&amp;nbsp;  food, transportation, and some partying. However, Im sure if you allowed yourself $20 a day you might feel like you have a trust fund. I also have a friend returning soon so hopefully I can get as much info out of her as well.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Central America&lt;/b&gt;- Most years this area is fairly cheap, however with year long celebrations of the ending of the Mayan calendar, most countries are trying to get their piece of the pie as well, and have seen their flight prices skyrocket as well as what are normally cheap hostels.. Countries like Nicaragua and Honduras are  just opening themselves up to tourism and let you experience undeveloped  countries.&amp;nbsp; Guatemala has ancient wonders like&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.nomadicmatt.com/travel-blogs/the-weekly-photo-exploring-tikal/&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tikal and beautiful beaches, while Honduras has great diving and  surfing.You can get  by in all of these countries for less than $30&amp;nbsp; per day and they are a  good alternative to Mexico,&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.nomadicmatt.com/travel-guides/belize-travel-tips/&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; or Costa Rica.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Argentina&lt;/b&gt;-  Another country whose currency has lost ground to the dollar. Argentina  is an amazing place filled with history, football, and nature. The food  here is excellent and the country is famous for its&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.nomadicmatt.com/travel-blogs/a-wine-tour-in-argentina/&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wine  and steak. Buenos Aires is considered one of liveliest cities in the  world and most people here speak English. It’s very cosmopolitan and you  can get around for less than $40 per day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Greece-&lt;/b&gt;  The falling Euro has made Europe cheaper than even when I was there 10 months ago. However, the Euro is falling because of problems with Greece. Greece was a place I could not afford last year, but with them possibly even leaving the Euro, it has become within reach of even this poor boys pocketbook. With 10 Euro hostels, 20  Euro hotels, and3 Euro Gyros  this country is a steal. You’ll get to enjoy beautiful islands,  beaches, and delicious food at a fraction of the price of other European  countries&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;India-&lt;/b&gt;  While India has always been a cheap country, the Indian Rupee used to  ride high at 39 Rupee to the dollar. Now, you get 53 Rupee to the  dollar. In an already cheap country  like India, that money will go along way. Even if you go for luxury,  you’ll be hard pressed to spend a lot of money here per day.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Hungary-&lt;/b&gt; Hungary is a country with a rich history. ,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.nomadicmatt.com/travel-blogs/my-own-private-budapest/&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Budapest  is marvelous example of old Europe and is on my list for my return this year. During the  booming economic times of the earlier decade, Hungary was flying high  with a growing economy and a strong currency. Now, one dollar gets you  249 Hungarian Forint, up from 150 in 2008. You can get huge meals in  markets for $5, trains for $1 and hotels for $20. It’s a  great bargain destination. And the women their are gorgeous!!! &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Cambodia-&lt;/b&gt;  An incredibly cheap country where rooms can cost as little as $2  dollars a night. The currency of choice here is dollars too. ATMs give  them out, things are priced in dollars, you get change in dollars,  everything is 1 dollar- it makes converting pretty easy. A dollar  everywhere can add up but, on the whole, I found the country to be  cheap, friendly, and safe. Out of all the countries I visited, I  expected the least from it and got the most. Plus, Angkor Wat is there  and it’s one of the most amazing historical sites in the world. All of these countries can provide a different and cheap alternative to European countries. .  There is still cheap destination. It just requires thinking of  alternative destinations. And do you really want to be where the crowds  are? Europe’s churches will be there 10 years from now but the jungles  of Central America? The rice fields of Asia? The old world of Eastern  Europe? Probably not. With a weak dollar, it is time to think and travel  different.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/395421202133504460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/places-for-cheap-travel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/395421202133504460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/395421202133504460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/places-for-cheap-travel.html' title='Places for cheap travel.'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03537224007904264747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgGieChjuWbQjCMJFVp1FJcr1FDZ7NN1c4PujPBi83vm8dC_X_SPXdSqoJRPds4M42G6N2m65dnwycm-bCtnEY0t7DA015a7YAXtzg1iGoWrd_Jy63p3CM73b-ugUu1tE/s220/chris+or.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501016256948345399.post-832761029133489510</id><published>2012-01-05T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T07:55:30.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Governments travel tips for people looking to explore abroad</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sign up for the Smart Traveler Enrollment Program so the State Department can better assist you in an emergency:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;Let us know&amp;nbsp;your travel plans through the Smart Traveler Enrollment Program, a free online service at &lt;a href=&quot;https://travelregistration.state.gov/&quot;&gt;https://travelregistration.state.gov&lt;/a&gt;.  This will help us contact you if there is a family emergency in the  U.S., or if there is a crisis where you are traveling.                            In accordance with the Privacy Act,  information on your welfare and whereabouts will not be released to  others without your                            express authorization.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sign passport, and fill in the emergency information&lt;/b&gt;:&amp;nbsp;Make sure you have a signed, valid passport, and a visa, if required, and fill in the emergency information page of your                            passport.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Leave copies of itinerary and passport data page:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;Leave copies of your itinerary, passport data page and visas with family or friends, so you can be contacted in case of an                            emergency.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Check your overseas medical insurance coverage:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;Ask  your medical insurance company if your policy applies overseas, and if  it covers emergency expenses such as medical evacuation.                            If it does not, consider supplemental  insurance.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Familiarize yourself with local conditions and laws:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;While in a foreign country, you are subject to its laws. The State Department web site at &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.travel.state.gov/travel/cis_pa_tw/cis/cis_1765.html&quot;&gt;http://travel.state.gov/travel/cis_pa_tw/cis/cis_1765.html&lt;/a&gt; has useful safety and other information about the countries you will visit.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take precautions to avoid being a target of crime:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;To avoid being a target of crime, do not wear conspicuous clothing or jewelry and do not carry excessive amounts of money.                            Also, do not leave unattended luggage in public areas and do not accept packages from strangers.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li class=&quot;lastli&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Contact us in an emergency:&lt;/b&gt;  Consular personnel at U.S. Embassies and Consulates abroad and in the  U.S. are available 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, to                            provide emergency assistance to U.S.  citizens. Contact information for U.S. Embassies and Consulates appears  on the Bureau                            of Consular Affairs website at &lt;a href=&quot;http://travel.state.gov/&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;http://travel.state.gov&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  Also note that the Office of Overseas Citizen Services in the State  Department’s Bureau of Consular Affairs may be reached                            for assistance with emergencies at  1-888-407-4747, if calling from the U.S. or Canada, or 202-501-4444, if  calling from overseas.&lt;/li&gt;
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We screamed down the bend, wondering if the gig in Esparto was going to come through or not.&amp;nbsp; Were we ever going to live the fantasies we talked about in our canvas, sand beaten tents, in that wasteland of political and spiritual fanaticism bent on keeping us on the edge of insanity? Jackson and I were just fresh out of the service, I’m not going to lie and say we were Delta Force Marines, nope, not even close, we were two electricians in the Air Force, and hated every second of it. How we both ended up with what was the worst job outside of the guys wacked out on heroin, which climbed down rat wholes to chase out Vietnamese in the 70&#39;s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX-6luvKdeEHGJJ111zSexchnjSuTDJb_l6BjmU83zqo8eh5SlXRXluRUq85LR_OEigpUAlU3a4C59bpRKOG1J0o3gottUCmeQTP34DT08ElL5cpaSUvA9v8-p2TrMbFTICvIPedkS7FVv/s1600/Boot-Camp-Workout.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;133&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX-6luvKdeEHGJJ111zSexchnjSuTDJb_l6BjmU83zqo8eh5SlXRXluRUq85LR_OEigpUAlU3a4C59bpRKOG1J0o3gottUCmeQTP34DT08ElL5cpaSUvA9v8-p2TrMbFTICvIPedkS7FVv/s200/Boot-Camp-Workout.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none; text-indent: .5in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jackson had originally enlisted for Paratroopers, but something happened during a physical test and was washed out; empty with death, he accepted the first thing they were willing to give him as long as he could just get out of where he was. You could always sense a bit of shame with Jackson about it, but it would only come out every so often. I, on the other hand, was broke, hated the idea of school, but loved to be around university and the constant flow of ideas and openness that it brought with it. &amp;nbsp;I needed to do something, just simply get out of town or I was going to be stuck with my friends in Northern California for life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none; text-indent: .5in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Somehow during basic training we clicked really quickly, probably for the disdain of our female instructor or the fact that she could grow a mustache at the time and neither of us could muster anything better than blonde hair that resembled the broad side of a peach. We also both had a love of books. I know… different, but for both of us it was a way of rebellion, culture didn’t read anymore, and someone left the movie ‘Dead Poets Society’ in our barracks so both Jackson and&amp;nbsp; clung to the fact that we were being individuals. That same attitude is what would catch us in the most magical and desperate situations of our life, and it would all come, not in that lousy desert, but in the adventures we had after and what I am sharing with you now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none; text-indent: .5in;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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But hey, we weren’t even around those guys. We were the Brahma Bulls and we didn’t give a fuck unless it meant our spiritual enlightenment, our sexual awakening, or our next drunk story in the morning under a memory of Jaeger and a plate of&amp;nbsp; eggs with as much gravy as humanly possible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none; text-indent: .5in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;We were now heading for Chico for a brief stop, week or so, and then down to Esparto to build a deck and catch on with a vineyard and start living life like the men we wanted to become. &amp;nbsp;Saving for the trips that we had only read about in our wildest of imaginations during mad sessions of booze and trying to convince the local Texas girls I was the next great author and Jackson was the next great Superhero. This whole road warrior trip we were making was not merely a whim of two Vets getting out of dodge and finding a way to live life without having to live within the dominate ways of the culture. We both had signed our life away for 6 years in the spring of 2002. Like I said earlier Jackson came fresh off an injury and couldn’t be around his old man and his father’s not so old, annoying authoritative, annoying, amusing, annoying, wife. While I was fresh off living in a studio garage with my friend Chuck Renoylds and had more Oxycontin and coke in the house than we ever did food or girls. Before Jackson and I enlisted, we both spent our free time with characters of the world that made it their oyster. Books from Twain, Bryson, Kerouac, Joyce, Fitzgerald, Salinger and others made us yearn to be out in the world to live raw like Indian warriors gathering fruits of experience from everywhere our visas would let us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none; text-indent: .5in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;During our final month of enlistment we were both undecided on what to do. The unknown was as unsettling as much as there was a sense of comfort within not knowing, until Jackson received his monthly “good mom” package loaded with cookies, books, pictures and newspapers.. Well in one of the nickel add magazines we saw our future inside of an eight font biblical rhythm. A vineyard owner by the name of Rick was looking to have a deck built and possibly might have an open spot for a few guys for the next season. Well, being the Twain like spirits we called as soon as we seen the advertisement and convinced Rick that we were the next coming of Jesus. We were to meet him three weeks from Monday and he told us to have sleeping bags ready, because we could camp in the vineyard if we wanted. Wow! We were about to embark finally on our own satori’s and we were embracing it with a full head of steam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/8403812637660586665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/excert-from-drifting.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/8403812637660586665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/8403812637660586665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/excert-from-drifting.html' title='Excerpt from:  Drifting'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03537224007904264747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgGieChjuWbQjCMJFVp1FJcr1FDZ7NN1c4PujPBi83vm8dC_X_SPXdSqoJRPds4M42G6N2m65dnwycm-bCtnEY0t7DA015a7YAXtzg1iGoWrd_Jy63p3CM73b-ugUu1tE/s220/chris+or.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjBTlQ5Z47b-PosGBJ0U8UOY6h3jJN1NSPYjp0Oq_F2Qntb9gCpLn1jC-_g_w9g53ZY9qTyYwPS_obhfE6y6crT64UF_KQclGduPhCKhS8VZsvS3A3j9Dxsnr6fzj72NqCUHCCM5FQGXn8/s72-c/Fast_Car__Driving.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501016256948345399.post-4480976083801565885</id><published>2012-01-03T12:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T18:25:18.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibQ7cm2m1WZSR1j1WcYLBE_4Ol7k7LUepPFSg2u14772xtUepMyJ_wqZD7XLtYUhPMm7RXI6Ve-WzvWDKzc3o4nxVZ2bGplK0NWZYfaCk1BTz2CbsurEFWHovQfgIgeiRTkp8B6W41JpZZ/s1600/078.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;180&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibQ7cm2m1WZSR1j1WcYLBE_4Ol7k7LUepPFSg2u14772xtUepMyJ_wqZD7XLtYUhPMm7RXI6Ve-WzvWDKzc3o4nxVZ2bGplK0NWZYfaCk1BTz2CbsurEFWHovQfgIgeiRTkp8B6W41JpZZ/s320/078.JPG&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, after a lot of back and fourth, I have decided I cannot stay in the same spot for very much longer, and I am going to embark on a solo adventure back to Europe; specifically Italy, and eastern Europe. This trip is going to be a little more reasonable, only a month long. My pocket book couldn&#39;t handle anymore than that. The trip is currently scheduled for the end of July to the end of August.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am starting this blog far earlier to prepare myself on numerous fronts, and make sure I can turn this blog into something better than the last, which will also make for a better experience for the followers and anyone else who randomly clicks on the site. I am going to be upfront with all of you, that they more you click on my links and follow the blog the more it can help me make this trip even better ( $$$$). So from now till July, if you have any travel links, advice, criticisms, or anything else please feel free to do so, Im not Bill Bryson so anything will help...&lt;br /&gt;
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Thanks, and I hope this trip will be even better than the last for you and I</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/4480976083801565885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-adventure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/4480976083801565885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/4480976083801565885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-adventure.html' title='A new adventure'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03537224007904264747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgGieChjuWbQjCMJFVp1FJcr1FDZ7NN1c4PujPBi83vm8dC_X_SPXdSqoJRPds4M42G6N2m65dnwycm-bCtnEY0t7DA015a7YAXtzg1iGoWrd_Jy63p3CM73b-ugUu1tE/s220/chris+or.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibQ7cm2m1WZSR1j1WcYLBE_4Ol7k7LUepPFSg2u14772xtUepMyJ_wqZD7XLtYUhPMm7RXI6Ve-WzvWDKzc3o4nxVZ2bGplK0NWZYfaCk1BTz2CbsurEFWHovQfgIgeiRTkp8B6W41JpZZ/s72-c/078.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501016256948345399.post-205649759394864102</id><published>2012-01-03T11:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T11:21:37.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paris..</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 class=&quot;date-header&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;Friday, January 21, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;&quot; name=&quot;7236964180374457045&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class=&quot;post-header&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjngP2-ClhRLA1Cx4pc5caH_05mRsomw4fLOq6HEHs30YUgUGnDeiYO6VR2KrrsUG4fwB9-lDxJ_5gyQEwOlaIY_BAm2r_ksJ5Yo_te-36q2BSijdG6QTg_2KeNVwD_D2ySjt5-V9WMJmI/s1600/118.JPG&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;Paris  is exhausting! I feel like an 85 year old man. Oh, and I also feel like  a five year old because I realize that I have spelled half of the  places we have visited wrong, (Arc, not Arch.) So, I apologize for  pretending this is something educational, when in essence it has been  less than an episode of ‘Reading Rainbow.’ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXD8-qkenVPpFLNaFNqKdUK8upf4DiV1YOxfA4yuyUPn6uyBVm_DfZjKDOl4aVKhyphenhyphentq3aj_56zRJ3DYnwiYTOibSMTDghqcI5MofbEBGct336gHwr7mi2dPQ3L422VMqghpsA6i4_UYME/s1600/106.JPG&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;180&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXD8-qkenVPpFLNaFNqKdUK8upf4DiV1YOxfA4yuyUPn6uyBVm_DfZjKDOl4aVKhyphenhyphentq3aj_56zRJ3DYnwiYTOibSMTDghqcI5MofbEBGct336gHwr7mi2dPQ3L422VMqghpsA6i4_UYME/s320/106.JPG&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYXfLdjC-zBqy0gmjA_-jOjg5IwOMAtQLUJTK-P9choM-1XlvvFACd1lR1XADREUK51Zn4r-WEpy6QnwSIuDNdww7YjoItXQXXXlVXdebH9MTyRFayoxT_q3P9ODNiqi_iWgThSY212yc/s1600/060.JPG&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;112&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYXfLdjC-zBqy0gmjA_-jOjg5IwOMAtQLUJTK-P9choM-1XlvvFACd1lR1XADREUK51Zn4r-WEpy6QnwSIuDNdww7YjoItXQXXXlVXdebH9MTyRFayoxT_q3P9ODNiqi_iWgThSY212yc/s200/060.JPG&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_MXn8icF3ALYJmODAeFmzHas2hwXhyphenhyphend2r07o18G5wYKDbaBNSAUcUHo08_oIaDyTABCWkC39t0oQtEsnFwcTEst7S1W8bpbxvehYdyrujR13ga5NJsuMTRjljjKObTtMh0PC1jd-jo5U/s1600/116.JPG&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;180&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_MXn8icF3ALYJmODAeFmzHas2hwXhyphenhyphend2r07o18G5wYKDbaBNSAUcUHo08_oIaDyTABCWkC39t0oQtEsnFwcTEst7S1W8bpbxvehYdyrujR13ga5NJsuMTRjljjKObTtMh0PC1jd-jo5U/s320/116.JPG&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;We  started today with that very same Arc. Another thing I realized is I am  not as in good of shape as I thought I was, after what seemed like a  spiral staircase which would take me all the way to heaven, but instead  only 50 meters up, I was winded!! However, the climb to Mount Sinai was  worth it. I have never seen such beautiful scenery of mans creations in  my life. The rays of light that protrude from every angle of the Arc  that lead to almost each amazing site of Paris were, and still are  indescribable.&amp;nbsp; Even with a somewhat foggy skyline, I could see all the  way to Montmarte with the sun beaming on its Templar Church walls, so  much history, and far more majestic than I ever imagined. The always  burning flame under the Arc signals as a beacon for all warriors of  France (not a pun) to find their way back home. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWo6ocHUGHqGqgYzqVpxJ2euwHlBKrNiq7XT0zXLyiFbaXN6cXaqLhkJ6pFKldC-OXtVW8_sf-VOq0I4M1A0vCLex01DoA1VUTcw9A0uQLN9wUgiA7F5Jxz719H4IRId205rqy1NNa1cM/s1600/165.JPG&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;112&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWo6ocHUGHqGqgYzqVpxJ2euwHlBKrNiq7XT0zXLyiFbaXN6cXaqLhkJ6pFKldC-OXtVW8_sf-VOq0I4M1A0vCLex01DoA1VUTcw9A0uQLN9wUgiA7F5Jxz719H4IRId205rqy1NNa1cM/s200/165.JPG&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;After,  we headed over to the Eiffel Tower expecting our Paris Pass purchase  ($250 each) to cover a ride up to the top of the tower, but somehow I  guess it didn’t. So instead of allowing all the vendors to sit and  hassle us to try and buy those trinkets again, we thought it best to go  to the Museum d’ Orsay. The Museum is a converted Rail station but that  does not do it justice. Try the rail station of a conductors dream.  Every square inch of its design is thought out fully and absolutely  amazed me. Artists such as Monet, Manet (don’t mix them up),Degas,  Renoir, Van Gough, Gauguin, Courbet, Carpeaux, Rodin all have great  pieces here, and made me wish I took Art history in College. Everything  there was breathtaking, but let me tell you, it taxes you. I have never  been so exhausted in my life. Forget everything you know, art gazing is a  workout like you have never had. After I almost fell over in the Art  Nuveau section, we got through the rest and hopped back on the Metro  (unlimited during our pass days) and headed back to the hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Something  I haven’t brought up yet but should have is that it is impossible to  get anything over a quarter pound of beef, or close to over a liter of  milk at any one time at a market, but I can buy enough bread to build a  house. The first few days it did seem a little inconvenient, but it is  something I am learning to really appreciate about this culture and  learning how much I don’t like it about my own. To be honest food  shopping here is just as easy to get as it is in the states, but you  just need to go about it in a different way,(multiple stores) and  honestly by the lack of obesity we witness here every day, it is  something that we as well as others should learn to like because our  culture is not in the best shape in that area. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;Speaking  of inconvenient, our hotel we are staying at, The Royal Regency, has  been excellent with their service, and the French in general are hugely  misconstrued with their attitudes. These are some of the nicest, most  cordial people I have ever met, except for this one guy who works the  front desk here sometimes. He is a tall slender man probably about the  same age as myself, has thick glasses, a bad comb over, and has a  constant look and arrogance about him that just needs to not be there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;We  right now are paying for internet by the day here, and today when we  got back their modem was down, so we are not able to get on the net  technically, but by the time you read this, it will be a different  story. So, Christy called down to ask them about it and he said that it  was down and it would be back up soon, well hours later it was not, and  by the time it was up again our allotted time had expired. During  Christy’s phone call the man had said he would do something about it, so  I called back to let him know our situation and he told me the internet  was never down and I should just buy more time. So after sharing with  him that he was telling two different stories I thought it best he  reimburse us for the day. ‘Comb over Frenchy’ agreed said he would give  me a free 24 hour pass, and even called me back to make sure I was going  to come get it. So I got dressed and strolled down to the front desk to  get my free pass, and when I got down there he told me that he was  actually out, and would SELL me a 7 day pass.. Are you kidding?!! So, I  decided to wait and talk to the manager tomorrow, who has been the best,  and helped with everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;So  beyond that everything is still going fantastic and we have 8 more days  left here to enjoy all we can, so that means more staircases, more art  marathons, and probably more of ‘comb over Frenchy’.. I’ll keep you  posted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/205649759394864102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/paris.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/205649759394864102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/205649759394864102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/paris.html' title='Paris..'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03537224007904264747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgGieChjuWbQjCMJFVp1FJcr1FDZ7NN1c4PujPBi83vm8dC_X_SPXdSqoJRPds4M42G6N2m65dnwycm-bCtnEY0t7DA015a7YAXtzg1iGoWrd_Jy63p3CM73b-ugUu1tE/s220/chris+or.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXD8-qkenVPpFLNaFNqKdUK8upf4DiV1YOxfA4yuyUPn6uyBVm_DfZjKDOl4aVKhyphenhyphentq3aj_56zRJ3DYnwiYTOibSMTDghqcI5MofbEBGct336gHwr7mi2dPQ3L422VMqghpsA6i4_UYME/s72-c/106.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501016256948345399.post-2561649485978704620</id><published>2012-01-03T11:19:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T11:19:59.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>freedom is free</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 class=&quot;date-header&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;Tuesday, January 25, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;&quot; name=&quot;4909185018367586354&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;h3 class=&quot;post-title entry-title&quot;&gt; Freedom is Free &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;post-header&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;cFrom fetus to death we are at war, a war of intellectual property, and  that property is our minds. Our thoughts are prostituted through deviant  means meant to manipulate our freedoms. The single greatest power we  have is the power of choice, however, our choice lies in a prison of a  monetary mentality. A system which sells you to the highest bidder, you  are forced to believe everything sold is what you need, it is simply a  battlefield of&amp;nbsp; power for thoughts. There is no shelter to these  indoctrinating principles. Our history has been perverse from  re-indoctrination of beliefs through a mercenary media. My DVD player is  not my history, it is my curator of controlled time. My American eyes  are no longer mine. They always have and always will be a falsehood I  have been told to presupposes as truth. Everywhere I see are  advertisements adverting me to what I should be, say do, and think. We  have been told to have it all, but how does everyone have it all?&lt;br /&gt;
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The sickness of society bleeds deep, society at all cost, when simply  &#39;FREEDOM IS FREE&#39;. Its a mind collusion to think the things you need are  anything otherwise. We are all bought and sold in a market that commits  us to participation. Participate in a system of greed. Capitalism like  all &#39;isms&#39; &amp;amp; &#39;ists&#39; is the totality of this war. Look no further  that the root of the word. I will not capitalize on another. Open your  eyes your media is the filler, the killer of your independence.&amp;nbsp; You sit  at the front line, your gun is cocked, your target in sight, dont let  the nightmare continually revisit you, fire upon them, because they do  not hesitate to fire on you. Every great man they have killed. Every  free and independent soul they have slaughtered. The drugs and  corruption in our minds. The elite &#39;monetary&#39; rich only want you to  spend. Don&#39;t be fooled by they supposed hatred of social welfare, you  are worth more as a passive spender, than an educated saver. You are one  or the other, slave or master to the will of manipulated propaganda. A  dope pusher of bias thought on independence. Your leaders are no more  than a launderer of criminal acts against self sufficiency . Our cities  are industrialized cancers only meant to strip you of your place in  life. I am not a junkie of empirical power. I am not in a man to man  competition to prove my rights are any greater than yours. I will not  respond to your brute force, I am not your money slave. I am one mind  and I don&#39;t need your fanatical fascist version of freedom.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/2561649485978704620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/freedom-is-free.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/2561649485978704620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/2561649485978704620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/freedom-is-free.html' title='freedom is free'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03537224007904264747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgGieChjuWbQjCMJFVp1FJcr1FDZ7NN1c4PujPBi83vm8dC_X_SPXdSqoJRPds4M42G6N2m65dnwycm-bCtnEY0t7DA015a7YAXtzg1iGoWrd_Jy63p3CM73b-ugUu1tE/s220/chris+or.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501016256948345399.post-7152197448971316400</id><published>2012-01-03T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T11:19:14.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on Empire</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 class=&quot;date-header&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;Friday, January 21, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;&quot; name=&quot;9160562661529730163&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;h3 class=&quot;post-title entry-title&quot;&gt; Thoughts on Empire &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;post-header&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;post-body entry-content&quot; id=&quot;post-body-9160562661529730163&quot;&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;Yesterday was an interesting day  for me. Christy and I decided to visit Napoleons’ Tomb and the Pantheon.  I’ll say first off I am a little disappointed in myself because I was  far too exhausted to take pictures of the Pantheon, so I will have to go  back and get a few snap shots of at least the outside. However, we  first went to the Tomb of Napoleon and I was taken back, but also had  contrasting feelings about it. I have always been a fan of history, and  its leaders, but sometimes you wonder at what cost do these  accomplishments come with. There are list surrounding the tombs that  state the accomplishments of the Revolution and Napoleon and it really  is fascinating. For a group of individuals to bring education to a  culture and give it a seat at the table of the powers of the world is  quit a thing to boast about, however, you wonder what is the true  difference between a state sponsored education that simply indoctrinates  you to the belief system of the time, but can also brings knowledge of  mathematics, science, language and writing skills to people that might  have not had them prior. What this also has done is taken away  indigenous belief systems as well as our freedom of movement and  thought. We only need to look at our own takeover of native tribes of  America to understand that the true knowledge we lost by uprooting,  killing and alienating a way of life that we did not understand but  could use an example of for a way past our overindulgences’. I am the  first person to want to read or hear about empires of Egypt, Sumeria,  Rome, America, and other countless periods of times ruled by power,  intellectualism, and art, but these things come at a heavy cost. It is  hard to paint this picture in your head anymore, because throughout time  we have plucked people and beliefs from indigenous cultures and now  there isnt much to look at and say,’ we should hold on to this’, because  the empire way has become such a deep rooted need in the minds of men.  The ease of excess and the access of it have become so easy that people  just want the easy way out. Few people realize anymore that there is  true beauty in the small things in life. The accomplishment of catching  your own dinner to eat it, to build your home, to run your life daily  without the domestic ‘needs’ of a society, has dwindled down to a Pasay  thought of’ not wanting more out of life’. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;I  can also see the other side of this coin, to know without these empires  of men, we would not have some of the knowledge we do today.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Some  might see the Maya as an indigenous culture, but one only has to look  at the populations of cities under this empire to know that people were  there to advance the culture for its own power. I could not imagine  life, without the Renaissance, Age of Enlightenment, The Gilded age, the  Scientific Movement, heck, we might still think the world was flat, if  it wasn’t for our need to explore, but that is simply my mind working  under the constructs of those ages being brought forward into my daily  life now. Maybe I wouldn’t need them, maybe man as an individual would  of sought that knowledge on his own without the need of rulers to curb  the need for surplus, and a way to keep its population fed and healthy  to an extent to keep them going but not that happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;These  are things that I will never know, but only be able to ponder, because  like every other choice in life it was one made long before I was  around. To give the power you have over yourself to someone else for  security and peace of mind is a dangerous thing. We must proceed with  caution when things of this nature arise in life. Because if we don’t we  might be forgoing a freedom and knowledge we might never be able to  come back to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;post-author vcard&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;post-icons&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;item-control blog-admin pid-2018651387&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=962778788335333838&amp;amp;postID=9160562661529730163&amp;amp;from=pencil&quot; title=&quot;Edit Post&quot;&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/7152197448971316400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/thoughts-on-empire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/7152197448971316400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/7152197448971316400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/thoughts-on-empire.html' title='Thoughts on Empire'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03537224007904264747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgGieChjuWbQjCMJFVp1FJcr1FDZ7NN1c4PujPBi83vm8dC_X_SPXdSqoJRPds4M42G6N2m65dnwycm-bCtnEY0t7DA015a7YAXtzg1iGoWrd_Jy63p3CM73b-ugUu1tE/s220/chris+or.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501016256948345399.post-2120362409815846652</id><published>2012-01-03T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T11:10:01.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recaps from the Last trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 class=&quot;date-header&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;Friday, March 11, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;&quot; name=&quot;7064433289946597862&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;h3 class=&quot;post-title entry-title&quot;&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://cctravelsworld.blogspot.com/2011/03/high-tide-or-low-tide.html&quot;&gt;high tide or low tide&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;post-header&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;Well, after a quick kick in the ass, I realized I owe it to the people  who actually took the time to read this a little bit better of an  ending. More than 2 sentences anyway.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;On January 13th Christy and I began a trip that was meant to tour all  over Europe and grow in ways that we could have not imagined. We wanted  to expand ourselves beyond the borders of the cultural and mental  perspectives we had come to know for the better part of our lives. We  wanted to be open to the places and people we would see and meet, and in  turn have them be open to us as well. When we arrived in Paris, the  world was at our feet, and our bags were weighing us down to about that  level as well. I could not imagine on that day knowing what I know now  about myself or the world. I wish I had one of those moments in ‘Back to  the Future’ where Marty warns doc about the Libyans shooting him when  he first goes back, but unfortunately I don’t have an 85’ Delorian, or a  nuclear reactor so I will just have to live with it. There isn’t too  much I would tell myself besides don’t take any of this for granted  because you might never get this chance again, this might be it so make  the most of it, but I think somewhere all of us have those moments when  important things in our lives happen to us, and inevitably we always  have regrets because that is the human mind, always searching for more. &lt;br /&gt;
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Looking back Paris was a great way to start the trip. It is a perfect  city for a tourist. I mean every place you want to go is within a block  of a metro, their tourist pass covers everything you need to do in the  city outside of eating, and everything is maintained so well you cant  help but think of yourself in a Disneyland type of atmosphere. And  that’s how this trip was, and it truly just hit me, it was a slow  process into the realities of the world. We started with magical almost  unreal places and ended in a reality like I have not seen before.&amp;nbsp;Italy I  wouldn’t say fell somewhere in between but was its own place that cant  really be boxed into one thing and I am sure anyone who has been there  would agree.&amp;nbsp;Italy just is what it is and they make no apologies for it,  good or bad. People are so real there, and express themselves like no  one I have ever met before, men are not afraid to love, or hate or not  know. Everything is so old and in your face that you cant help but know  your reality, embrace it and love yourself and your friends for who they  are, good or bad. The places we visited for me were a long second to  the people we met. My brothers that I now have there are priceless to  me, and without them I could not even be close to someone I wish to be  in the future, I left part of my heart with all of those great people as  well as a bill for the chairs that I seem to break all over that  country. I came into Italy thinking it would be nice if they restored  all of their classics that way people can use them and appreciate the  trueness of what the empire once was, and I left there realizing that is  they key, it once was, and now it just is what it is and that seems to  fit just right.&lt;br /&gt;
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Thailand was the true knowledge of the trip for me. Besides being on my  deathbed for the first week of my trip, I actually got to see what life  is like for most of the world. Thailand has its monuments but it is a  second world country, people are poor, they struggle, there currency is  majorly devalued and the people struggle every day for things that we  take so much advantage of. Even the tiniest things as toilet paper&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;do not exists in the same ways, but most things we take advantage of do not exists in most of the world.&lt;br /&gt;
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For better or worse this trip has forever changed ways I look at myself,  my country, other countries, people close to me, and any possible  perception I have had before. Looking back I do have regrets on aspects  of the trip, but regrets are apart of life and if you don’t have those  then it really isn’t life. Sure there are pictures that I wish I would  of taken, places maybe I wish I would of seen a little more, or places I  would of rather skipped and done something else, but if you know me,  then disappointments have been littered through my life just like I am  sure everyone of you somewhere along the line have them as well. &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;So  I want to thank everyone who was apart of making this trip so special.  To my friends who always gave great advice to the people who helped us  plan it and the people who were there in the places we were that made it  so great. I want to give a special thanks to my travel partner, without  her I wouldn’t have had the courage to do half of the things that we  did. You truly bring out the best in me and make me a better person.  Thank you so much for being you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Cheer s&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;to  all of you around the world, especially those in Aisa right now, I was  very lucky to leave when I did, but there are millions there right now  who are not so lucky and anything you can do wheter it be money, prayers  or just keeping &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;them in your thoughts are important. We are all people of one world. Cultures, governments and walls are just perceptions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/2120362409815846652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/recaps-from-last-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/2120362409815846652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501016256948345399/posts/default/2120362409815846652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://driftingontheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/recaps-from-last-trip.html' title='Recaps from the Last trip'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03537224007904264747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgGieChjuWbQjCMJFVp1FJcr1FDZ7NN1c4PujPBi83vm8dC_X_SPXdSqoJRPds4M42G6N2m65dnwycm-bCtnEY0t7DA015a7YAXtzg1iGoWrd_Jy63p3CM73b-ugUu1tE/s220/chris+or.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>