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      <title>Photos: Laos</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 25 May 2015 16:03:00 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>A Hidden Nation of ‘’No-free toilet’’ Display</title>
      <description>Nature connects all life and the thrill of the sharps mountain valley seem to frightening my thought as I look back to how those magnificent redemptions carved its way into my memory.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Most people view Laos as bypassed of the three nations that simply undifferentiated from one another, but for me, the eccentric of nature, the conservatives of culture, the non-optional food and the most spectacular “No free Toilet” tradition has been one of the most remarkable rebirth perspective. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;When the bus was graving its way through the curvy site of the rocky mountain and I realized that I was 6000 feet above the sea level and as I looked down the thrill of nature still hold sway beneath me and the gloaming light of the sun started to kiss the horizon up ahead, I have no idea I was entering the gate of abandoned sign, where people eliminated the outsider culture and left with the honourable heritage like a gem museum. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Lung Prabang has remained one of the most sacred locations in Laos, hidden in the thick lusted forest along the most forgiven rivers, the place gave me time to be a perfect anonymous stranger trying to solve the quest of my journey; “Am I a backpacker, a traveller, a tourist or escaping from something?” That was the time when silence did give me a thoughtful answer. First time in my life, I woke up at 5 am for the Making Merit, listened to holy speech, mediated and bowed in front of the sacred statue. Even, I am not a religions person, but I was so grateful for everything. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;My next stop was Vang Vieng, a place that consisted of everything a nature could provide, the blue lagoon, the cave, the trail and most of all friendship. It was the time when curiosity leading me to a new path, when I didn't have to make plan to have a good night, when I have to taste the most awful food while local called it tasty and I have to save every spared cash every time I need to go to the bathroom. When I met new friends and we were having a good time. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;After all, Laos has taught one thing, that we all have time to make friend and to learn when the entire world said that, there’s nothing can be done, but the hope of the journey spirit strong, and above all, it taught me that life is a succession of events and it all depends on how we live them.</description>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 25 May 2015 15:55:26 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Photos: a week in the fine cities of ASEAN</title>
      <description>Singapore destiny of and adventure </description>
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      <category>Travel</category>
      <category>Singapore</category>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 19 Apr 2013 00:54:00 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Sharing Stories - A Glimpse into Another's Life - a week in the fine city</title>
      <description>There been late at night since we arrived in Singapore. I used to be a person on the field of work, strict, and never going to involve with that kind of adventure, but you know what? This week I got an adventure that change my life forever. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It 11 o’clock mid night already but we still lost in the city map to find the place to sleep. As it always be, we keep turned left and right. What I knew is that we totally lost. Sometime I found out that not the ticking on the clock, the sweat on my back or the place that wasn’t found but it was the feeling safe and protection. It was the first time abroad that I got that feel. Under the flash light along the street it reminds me the totally safe, lost and found but what I knew was that we were in  Lavender St. and it not going to took us anywhere farther. Once I remembered was that I joined the crowd to dance flash mob on the street. It was really cool and amazing. There a lot scenes for my second day in the city, from one place to another I realize it bounded to one another with its own culture and traditional style I found something same, same but different. Later on, I had learn to drink, to be sure, I never drink or drank before, I like crowd and noise place. When I got into the club, that night was the first time I drank whisky and danced like nobody see. It was the beautiful night as much as I remember and this must be the teenage dream of the most. And I realized that, we always have time to make friend. And to learn, to learn when the whole world said it can’t be done, and hope of a country demonstrated that the world was wrong. Time after time, there too many things for the last day, I went to the beach and climb up to the top of the mountain. There was a fun day of all, but when I came back home there only one last line of MRT that had left. If I can still imagine that scene, it totally look like I was in the Marathon racing. This is what it end, last minute in Singapore, was when I on the train on the way to Malaysia. When I opened my eye again I already in Malaysia.  &lt;br/&gt; 	   Finally, I don’t know too whether my story is unique or not. But this one week in Singapore had changed my perspective. I realized that life is worth to be living in the moment and adventure mean we don’t need plan and ready to take risk. When I was traveler not tourist. When I was drown by curiosity not by a book . And the bible, remembers life is the succession of event and it all depend on how we live them. </description>
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      <category>Singapore</category>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 19 Apr 2013 00:51:19 GMT</pubDate>
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