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    <title>Finally moving</title>
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      <title>Chaper 1: Trials of the errors</title>
      <description>&lt;p&gt;Its already been one and a half weeks of our journey through south east Asia so theres quite a bit story and detail to get everyone up to speed on, but keeping you informed of our antics on the run flows well with the theme of us trying to learn the art of backpacking and the tricks of travelling as we go. We are currently residing in a small town in phuket called old town, and already we are facing some minor dillemas both with our health and our time management, but lets not skip over the details and cut to the beginning...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;First of all let me start by saying that i've never been completely homeless... &lt;em&gt;completely...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;i mean i've slept in cars, on mates couches, i've fallen asleep over night on beaches, passed out on pool tables and stayed over night at work both for the love and for the hell of it, but the closest thing to ever feeling actually homeless was when we took our departing flight to Thailand and stopped in Darwin for one of two lay over flights to Thailand.. Hey man, dont judge the tickets were cheap and in the true spirit of travelling backpacker style we bought the cheapest flight we could find! even if it entailed us having two stop overs at unholy hours of the night, also because we are both working on a tight budget but thats neither here or there. We arrived in Darwin at midnight and had to burn six hours before our next flight, it wasn't an ideal stop over but you know we were rolling with the punches and adversity is partially what makes the adventure, so we slummed it in the airport. We found a corner of the airport were other back packers were resting and waiting for possibly the same flight and joined this little huddle of homelessness and tried to fit in without seeming too awkward about something seemingly so trivial. Lying on the cold concrete floor with a hat placed over my face, it is here where i felt for the first time remarkably homeless yet excited by the journey ahead. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img src="https://s3.amazonaws.com/aphs.worldnomads.com/ghost/55148/11953038_10153534585705729_1796368614968682991_n_medium.jpg" alt="this is us prior to sleeping at the airport" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;This is us laying our heads down to rest at Darwin airport.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TRIAL 1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Its super basic right? we checked our departure time, made our bed, set an alarm, Charlie ever so kindly offered to stay up and play watchman as i attempted to sleep on soils highly evolved cousin, concrete. All we had to was hang out from 12:00am to roughly 5am, get up, check in, get on the plane and cruise to the next stop over in Singapore, Easy! a toddler could do these things with a blood thirsty bear roaming the airport with lasers attatched to its back.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ERROR&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;WRONG. The toddler is apparently much smarter than these two grown adults and the bear has made matters worse by mauling Charlie and mounted my back using me as a sex doll while smearing blue berries on my face dirty sanchez style to further emphasise how poorly we did in a very straight forward situation. Somehere along the line in the haze of late night fatigue we muddled up the six with an eight and decided our departure time was at 8am and not 6am. So, when the airport speaker dinged at 5.30am and announced "last call for Bangkok, all passengers please board the 6am flight to Bangkok..." we freaked out and we freaked HARD. to sum the situation up perfectly via song lyrics...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;"fuck bein on some chill shit, we go 0 to 100 niggah real quick"&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;- Drake&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After that little hiccup we learnt pretty quickly that being correctly informed of flight times and having a punctial approach to being places when your travelling was a pretty important trait to adopt, but needless to say, lesson learnt. After another stop in Singapore which was basically a small city in itself, we were truely on our way to Thailand, Bankok. Arriving in Thailand for the first time is pretty unexpectedly full on, the heat that hits you like a sand bag to the face and its almost overwhelming and your body automatically begins to run on 'eco friendly' mode as it slows down trying to preserve energy and exert less. Along with the heat there is its friend, Humidity! its literally feels like living in Atlantis, if we were living in an underground city were the ocean was our natural habitat it would be like walking around in the humidity of Thailand, it is ridiculous.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <category>Thailand</category>
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      <pubDate>Tue, 8 Sep 2015 19:17:00 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Photos: Time freeze</title>
      <description>pictures and moments from travels </description>
      <link>https://journals.worldnomads.com/ghost/photos/55148/Thailand/Time-freeze</link>
      <category>Travel</category>
      <category>Thailand</category>
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      <pubDate>Tue, 8 Sep 2015 18:22:00 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Prologue: Skin &amp; Bones</title>
      <description>&lt;p&gt;Welcome you savages!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;if you've managed to pick up this blog and start reading it i'd like to say thank you and sorry! thank you for taking the time to be lightly entertained, perhaps a little more informed about travelling and indirectly supporting a major event in my life that i have been dreaming of doing for as along as i can remember. The sorry is for the moments were i think i'm being funny but i'm not and the consistant failure both from my partner and i, to be gramatically compitant through out the duration of this blog, but enough of the arse grabbing and honey dicking and let me tell you a bit whats to come and why we decided to do that we are doing!...&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I'm currently 27 and my name is Bao (FAQ: 1. how do you pronounce it? like cow but just b-ow 2. lol thats a funny name - why? because my parents are Vietnamese migrants and they decided it for me and i enjoy being ironically unique so i chose against anglocizing my name, 3. Are you mentally unstable because of all the teasing in school? Yes. Yes i am. i spent a lot of time crying in dark corners in alley ways before, after and during school.... lol JOKES....not jokes...hahaha.. help me) I'm also currently travelling with my parter Charlie who is also 27 years of age. I hail from the worlds most livable city known also as Melbourne and i'm an avid supporter and extremely proud of the city and suburb i come from, so excuse me if i go on rants about Melbourne from time to time and get carried away. My partner, Charlie hails from a city in Australia called Brisbane - a place where she is not so proud of calling home so we both just say shes from Melbourne and smile like nothing sad ever happened. We both have actively worked in the hospotality industry for many years, i five or so more years than Charlie and will continue our involvment in hospotality overseas BUT alas we are clouded by uncertainity as to wether our futures lie within the industry, an answer we hope to discover in our journey. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;to give you an idea of what we look like and better illustrate how sexually appealing our faces are, here are pictures of us &amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How did we come to decide Canada you ask?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As young scally wags aimlessly running around with our arms flailing in the air, drool streaming from the sides of our giant smiling mouths and snot oozing from our noses offensively flapping in the wind like a flag caught in a hurricane, we had always dreamt of fairy tale worlds far away from the places we called home. Our imaginations ran wild from books and tv shows detailing of lands that were covered in snow, trees as high as sky scrapers, skies as blue as the ocean, a sun impossibly warm and inviting and cities that were so colourful and alive it seemed like a different world entirely. Our imaginations never let us forget it, the ticking hand of the clock and the years that went by propelled us further in to turning an idea and a dream in to an action and a reality, and so here we are backpacking through south east Asia on our way to live, work and travel through Canada for two whole years. This is the place that entertained our childhood imaginations the most, our now adult and vivid imaginations forfilled on one great continent.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What kind of garbage will you expect to read during this blog?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ha, LET ME TELL YOU... Well, since this is my first blog and first travel experience you will be hearing about our trials and succeses travelling and in turn shedding some hints and tips, do's and dont's on how to get by backpacking at the expense of our joys and pains, short excerpts from informal conversations we have with unique and strange people we meet along the way, lots of food reviews, pictures, crayon drawings, his and hers perspectives were Charlie will shed some light on her point of view as a female and as a second point of view in general and of course a running update on our travels, learned wisdoms along the way, life changing moments, articles on political and controversial matters and of course comparitive views on cultural and lifestyle differences between humanity and all its glory.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Too much? Too bad.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I hope by reading this you are inspired to understand the world a little more, appreciate the lives you lead and all its intricate and finer details that make the bigger picture what it is, compelled to travel, see more, do more, live more, appreciate the people you have in your lives more and most importantly...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i hope it puts a big old faaaarkin smile on your face!&lt;/p&gt;
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      <category>Thailand</category>
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      <pubDate>Tue, 8 Sep 2015 18:01:00 GMT</pubDate>
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