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Thailand: September 2000

Posted by chrissyjbrown on October 7, 2006
Posted in: Around the world trip, Travel. Tagged: backpacker, backpacking, bamboo rafts, bangkok, beach, chaing mai, chaing rai, champon, exotic, full moon party, grass huts, island, ko pha ngan, ko tao, north, prison, rafting, river kwai, secluded, snorkelling, south, thai, thai boxing, thailand, tour, Travel, travel diary, trek, tribe villages, tropical. Leave a comment

I think I was just departing Nepal when I last emailed.  From there we flew into Bangkok, knowing that red wine is expensive in Thailand I made sure I made the most of the free wine on the plane.  It was so tasty I had a whole bottle – nothing’s changed there then!

We stayed in Bangkok for nearly a week sorting out visa’s, visiting temples, going to see floating markets that were just a big tourist trap, and also paying a visit to the Bridge over River Kwai.  I think we would have enjoyed the trip a lot more had we not spent most of the previous night in a bar working through the list of cocktails!   Needless to say we spent most of the time asleep on the bus.

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From Bangkok, we boarded the night bus to Champon and then straight onto a boat to Ko Tao which is just one of those run of the mill Thai exotic islands.  We headed across the island to a very quiet secluded beach (well, obviously not quiet once we landed) and checked into a straw hut on the beach then bumped straight into Anish and Simon, a couple of fellow backpackers who we met in India and then again in Bangkok.  I think they had gone there to escape us as it is not a very well known place on the island.  They made up some excuse that they had just checked out of their hut and were just on their way to meet us at the harbour – the hut they checked out of was the one we were allocated!  Luckily they had another one for rent in not as good a location so the boys had to settle for that!

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Anyway, I’ve been doing loads of snorkelling – there’s just loads and loads of really good fishes here, it’s fantastic.  I’ve been in the water so much I think I’m going to sprout fins. The bay where we were staying was really nice too, very beautiful and the only mod cons were electric from 6pm -midnight.  No shops or anything -bliss!

I’m not looking very hot at the moment after deciding to sleep the last 2 nights on the beach, I now look like I have a very bad case of measles.  And yes comments about being able to play dot to dot on my face have not gone unnoticed.  But it has been worth it, waking up to beautiful sunrises on the bay.

We have now moved over to the busier part of the island so I can go diving tomorrow.  I’m very excited and have even managed to wangle some free accommodation through the dive centre.

Next we move onto Ko Pha Ngan, the next island, just in time for the full moon party which will be more funny than anything else.  Can’t see that I will be doing much moon worshiping but it will be amusing to watch others.


Diving in Koh Tao was good.  I didn’t get to see sharks or turtles as requested, however, I did swim (obliviously) right into a trigger fish despite being warned by the dive master to stay clear!  I luckily avoided the attack but then cut my foot open when jumping off the boat back at shore.  We’ve been a right pair of invalids as Lesley managed to secure a nice dog bite the previous night and has since fallen down trekking.

From Koh Tao we took a boat to the next island, Ko Pha Ngan (known as the party island) just in time to worship the moon at the full moon party.  This was all a bit disappointing as it was too cloudy to see the moon.  However, this didn’t stop people partying all night til 11am the next day.  I, getting on a bit, only managed to stay up until 1am and believe it or
not stayed relatively sober.

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The next day we got a ferry and bus back to Bangkok and I managed to get my wallet stolen again – just after replacing my credit cards!  From Bangkok we took the easy travel option and flew to Chaing Mai, North Thailand.  From here we went on a 3 day trek in the wilderness staying in hill tribe villages along the way.  The 2nd day was a killer, hiking up and down mountains for 7hours – this has left me aching all over and I plan on indulging in a Thai massage.  The elephant ride on the trek was quite amusing as the elephant man resembled a character out of the TV show Monkey Magic and he was off his tree from all the opium he was smoking.  It was quite funny to watch him attempt to stay on the elephant and had a few near misses.

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On the last day of the trek we went rafting down the river on bamboo rafts which I managed to break.  The rafting was not quite as exhilarating as the rivers in Nepal but I had quite a good time having water fights with my fellow rafters.

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Since being back in Chaing Mai we’ve been to see some Thai boxing which isn’t really my cup of tea.  I was quite shocked to find the contestants getting younger and younger until a pair of eight year olds were up on stage beating the living daylights out of each other.

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Today I did my good deed for the year and rented a motorbike to go to Chaing Mai prison to visit foreigners (as in not Thai nationals).  I chatted to a few prisoners.  One of which has been there for 3 years now and still hasn’t been sentenced! Disgraceful.  The Irish guy who is the suspect for that girl who recently got murdered in Chaing Mai that has had loads of news coverage was also there.  They all really appreciated me going to see them and I was
glad to be able to take some food and toiletries in for them as they get no money whatsoever and are not allowed to work there.  However, they were saying that the Thai prisoners only get 100 baht (about 1.50 pounds) for 6 months work!

Soon we will be boarded a bus for Chaing Rai, from there we may pop into Myanmar, formally known as Burma then into Laos.

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South Island, New Zealand: April/May 2001

Posted by chrissyjbrown on October 7, 2006
Posted in: Around the world trip, Travel. Tagged: abel tasman, backpacker, backpacking, cape fowlwind, cook strait, franz josef, glacier, greymouth, helicopter, hokitika, ice, ice caves, jet boat, kiwi, ludging, marlborough sounds, national park, nelson, new zealand, NZ, pancake rocks, punakaiki, queenstown, ross, seal colony, shotover river, snow capped mountains, south island, touring, Travel, travel diary, travelling, wakatipu, wellington. Leave a comment
Everybody raves about the south island of NZ…and now I know why!
My last few days in Australia were spent where it had all started five months ago – Sydney. My third time there and I still love the place. After catching up and saying farewells to good friends (oh and having the first bath I’ve had in months while staying at the lovely Vic and Rick’s new abode), I leave on a jet plane to NZ’s capital city – Wellington.  It is known as the windy city, however, nothing quite prepared me for the icy cold gale force winds that very nearly sent me flying on exiting the airport. I was informed that a southerly had blown in, a southerly being a wind direct from the Antarctic. I didn’t really care where it was coming from, my first instinct was to jump on the first plane outta there. I must admit after ten months in hot climes, I have turned into a bit of a wimp! But no, I persevered and glad I did.
Wellington turned out to be a nice city and made even more welcoming thanks to Dawn & Craig’s hospitality. After another shopping spree to buy yet more fleeces, I board a catamaran to cross over the Cook Strait through the majestic Marlborough Sounds to the south island.

Crossing the Cook Straight

My first stop here is Nelson, the platform for the beautiful Abel Tasman National Park that hugs the north west coast. Apparently, Nelson also records the highest sunshine hours in NZ. If this is true then I’m in trouble ‘cos all it did when I was there was piss down with rain (excuse my French). With the sea kayaking trip cancelled due to rain. I brave the elements and go off tramping for the day. Great stuff!

 

 

 

What Abel Tasman looked like!

What Abel Tasman SHOULD look like!

 

 

Seal Colony, Cape Fowlwind

From there I travel down the wild west coast stopping along the way at an abundance of scenic spots. Also paying a visit to the Cape Foulwind (yes it really is called that and those who have been there will know why!) where a seal colony can be found.

 

 

Land Surfing

While here I tried out a new activity. Not a clue what it is called but involves a wind sail attached to a go-cart on the beach and is a lot of fun. The wind allows you to get quite a speed up, oh and did I mention there were no brakes!!!
Also stopped briefly at Punakaiki’s famous pancake rocks.

Punakaiki Pancake Rocks

A night spent in Greymouth and the next day passing through Hokitika (known for it’s jade) and stopping briefly at the historic gold mining town of Ross to try one’s hand at gold panning, leaving there non the richer I head to Franz Josef. Absolutely freezing and guess what? Yep, raining again, meaning heli-hike’s cancelled. But I arrive just in time for half a day hiking on the infamous glacier. Such an incredible experience walking up sheer faces of ice, through ice crevices and caves, obviously with the help of ice talons on my boots. Superb and I’d definitely recommend it.

 

Franz Joseph glacier ice cave

From here the scenery just gets better and better – if that is at all possible. Lots of fantastic lakes and from now on down snow capped mountains as a backdrop, the snow has been advancing daily down the mountains getting ready for the ski-season – Bring it on! Crowded House’s song “Four seasons in one day” comes to mind when attempting to describe the weather here. Literally one minute blue skies and sun, next hailing and snowing, then gale force winds then nice again! Set on the beautiful shores of Lake Wakatipu, I arrive in the adventure capital of the world – Queenstown. Any adrenalin junkies dream destination. Every extreme activity you can think of can be done here and many more that I had never heard of. Unfortunately, my finances are not the healthiest so I had to be selective in what I did. I opt for a package consisting of a jet boat ride on the Shotover River through a canyon complete with 360-degree turns – Exhilarating and definitely a must!

Jet Boating on Shotover River

From here I get picked up by helicopter that is just the best ever form of transportation ever invented. Fantastic. A scenic flight over Queenstown before landing down on top of a mountain. It is here I experience ludging (sort of like a go-cart) down a steep track – Very good!

Ludging

 
After playing around in the snow for a bit I took the gondola back down to Queenstown to sample the local beers and check out the local lively nightlife. Today I’m having a day off in Queenstown and guess what? Yep, it’s raining! But that’s OK as it is nice and dry in the bars!
Well that’s enough travel talk for one day.

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Australia: Spring 2001

Posted by chrissyjbrown on October 7, 2006
Posted in: Around the world trip, Travel. Tagged: 12 apostles, adelaide, airlie beach, australia, australian, ayers rock, backpacker, backpacking, barossa valley, cairns, cape tribulation, cober pedy, flinders, grampians, great barrier reef, great ocean road, kings canyon, melbourne, mountain range, neighbours, opal mining, overland bus, oz, ramsey street, ron of argyle, the olgas, tour, Travel, uluru, underground, underground house, whitsunday islands. Leave a comment

What is the one reason Brits come to Oz? Yep, you’ve guessed it – to visit Ramsey Street, home to Neighbours (for all you non-Brits, Neighbours is an Australian soap opera that Australians love to hate!). Well, to all the neighbours fans out there (all three of you!) – I have walked up Harrold ‘Jelly Belly’ Bishops driveway and to all the other houses on Ramsey Street. You think this is exciting, well, I have also been mingling with some of the stars!

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Every Monday night, hundreds of crazed British backpackers cram into a pub somewhere in Melbourne where a select few of the Neighbours stars come and allow people to grab, poke and maule them for thousands of photo shoots. Such a good night and the stars were all good sports. I can now say I have rubbed sholders with the likes of Joel, Dr Karl Kennedy, Paul and Amy. I had such a good night that I’m going back next week when Harrold, Toadfish and others will be there. Oh, we also managed to come last in the quiz which I am quite proud about.

But getting back to what I’ve been up. Since I wrote last I was departing on The Ron of Argyll to sail around the Whitsunday islands. The weather was quite changeable which made for great sailing but not good for the snorkelling. Oh well can’t have everything great trip all the same and managed to have a laugh with the assortment of people on the boat. Also, while in Airlie I took a trip out to the infamous Great Barrier Reef to fit a dive in and to do some snorkelling. Not bad but not the best place I’ve dived, I’m getting a bit fussy now after diving at some of the top spots around the world, can’t see myself going diving off the East Anglian coast on my return.

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Heading on up to Cairns various beach and scenic stops were made including a tour around a croc farm. The party town of Cairns provided the venue to catch up with and say farewell to people I’ve met throughout my East coast trip before heading further up north to the beautiful area of Cape Tribulation. It is here where rainforest meets reef and a great place for walks, croc spotting and to recharge batteries (or in my case recover from a huge hangover).

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The Red Centre being the next destination. Saw some very interesting big red/orange coloured rocks, known to some as Uluru (Ayer’s rock), Kings Canyon and The Olgas. Absolutely spectacular. 18km’s walked in 2 days then a 5-day trip down to Adelaide which has been my most favourite Oz experience. Driving for hours through the red desert, nothing but nothing. You soon get an idea of just how big Australia is. Every now and again Skippy hops by or a wedge tailed eagle swoops down to scoop Skippy off the road.

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The first night of the trip was spent in the strange underground town of Coober Pedy which is situated literally in the middle of nowhere and the small population hosts an amazing 47 different nationalities – very bizarre. The nature of the town gives some indication as to why such a diverse range of people are drawn there, the nature being an opal mining town. For $2000 aus dollars you can buy a bit of dirt and dig until you strike lucky. Mounds of sand and rubble surround the town. Houses, our hostel, churches etc are built under the ground as it is too hot above.

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Heading further south the landscape gradually changes, vegetation increasing and the Flinders mountain range crops up. Lots of long exhausting walks were a shock to the system after being sat on a bus for what seems a very long time. However, things soon became easier as we entered the Barossa Valley – home to some of Australian’s fine wines. Went on a couple of wine tasting sessions – very nice too! The evening was spent in an old school, now converted to a hostel where everyone had to dress up in girl’s school uniform. The boys loved it. We also organised a good old fashioned 80’s school disco complete with school chairs lining the walls. A very funny night was had by all.

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Arrived Adelaide the following morning and was in shock. After 10 months of heat, I freeze! It was so cold (only about 12 degrees) I couldn’t move. It felt like I was back in the UK. Mad to think that a few hundred km’s north there’s lovely desert heat. Oh well I’d better get used to it as I’m heading for NZ next where it will be winter with snow and all. Didn’t get up to an awful lot in Adelaide apart to stay in bed to keep warm and go shopping to buy fleece, socks and warm things.

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From Adelaide I embarked on a 4-day trip to Melbourne. More walks this time in the Grampians, a bit of rock climbing, heaps of wild koala’s here and there and other wildlife. The highlight being the Great Ocean Road and watching sunset behind the 12 apostles – beautiful!

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Now in Melbourne which I like a lot, well hard not to knowing it is home to Ramsey Street – very exciting! Sort of exploring the city by aimlessly rambling around. Also catching up with my lovely Aussie friends.

From Melbourne I will do a 4 day trip back to Sydney stopping at Phillip Island (home to lots of Percy penguins, seals and other stuff), snowy mountains and Australia’s capital Canberra.

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North Island, New Zealand: February 2001

Posted by chrissyjbrown on October 7, 2006
Posted in: Around the world trip, Travel. Tagged: adrenaline junkie, auckland, backpacker, backpacking, bay of islands, beach, cape kidnappers, dolphins, free falling, kauri trees, ludging, maori, mt maunganui, mud pools, national park, new zealand, north island, northland, NZ, poor knights islands, rainbow warrior, rangitoto, rotorua, scenic flight, sky diving, surf, surf beaches, swimming with dolphins, tauranga, Travel, volcano, waitomo, whitewater rafting. Leave a comment

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At first I thought I’d boarded the wrong plane and had accidently arrived back in the UK – Masses of rolling green fields and terrain resembling the lake district only on a larger scale. However, it wasn’t long before I realised I was on the north island of New Zealand with hundreds of volcano’s (active and dormant), fantastic wild surf beaches and yes, the sun out in full force (in between the rain!).

Hiring a car, camping with the locals and staying with friends was definitely the way forward. Nice to get away from the whole backpacking crowd for a bit.

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After Kerry did an excellent job of showing me around Auckland in a couple of days and dragging me to the summit of the Rangitoto volcano, we head up to Northland to have a fantastic time catching up with the Sherriff twins, the house isolated halfway up a large hill with spectacular views of the bay. It felt like Heidi should come yodeling down the hill at any time.

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From Northland to the airport to pick up my partner in crime we head to Tauranga where my adrenalin junkie friend Mike took us body boarding to refresh us at Mt. Maunganui – It certainly did the trick!

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Lots of national parks, beaches, massive kauri trees, a fantastic wedding at Cape Kidnappers (not mine!), beautiful lakes, hot springs, boiling mud pools and sand dunes later, we land back at the little house on the prarie in time for a boat trip to the Poor Knights Islands to snorkel to our hearts content among a carpet of jelly fish that luckily were of the non-stinging variety!

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Also in Northland we visited the Bay of Islands which provided a good base for a dive trip to the Rainbow Warrior, 30m underwater. Fantastic coral and fish with a long swim through the wreck, stopping off at an air pocket to get a lung full of the stale rusty smelling air – Nice!

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The day after was spent swimming with the dolphins only by the time I got in the water the dolphins had swam off! They had obviously been pre-warned about me!

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After driving nearly 2000km’s in 7 days doing all the scenic stuff, I was ready to get back on a bus in search of the adrenalin rush that NZ is famous for providing. First stop was at Waitomo where we black water rafted through a glow worm cave, very nice but not quite the thrill we were in search of. However, in Rotorua the next day we woke ourselves up by white water rafting down a grade 5 river with a 7m waterfall in the middle as the highlight!!! After this as a warm up we go straight to the airfield to put our lives in the hands of a complete stranger for a scenic flight of the surrounding area encompassing some 17 lakes. However, only paying one way we are pushed out of the plane at 12000ft, free falling for 50 seconds before the parachute hurtles you back up in the air like a reverse bungy. Loved it!!!!!! Can’t wait to do it again. What could beat that??? Ludging, that’s what! Ludging involves going down a very steep gravel hill in a 3 wheel contraption that has a breaking system that really doesn’t work very well. A very scary experience which I did not want to repeat but did! In between all this stuff we did manage a mandatory Maori cultural evening which was actually quite good. Still lots to do and see before returning to Sydney on 2nd March for Mardi gras.

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East Coast Australia: March/April 2001

Posted by chrissyjbrown on October 7, 2006
Posted in: Around the world trip, Travel. Tagged: 75 mile beach, aboriginals, airlie beach, australia, backpacker, backpacking, beach, bingara, brisbane, byron bay, cattle station, cowboys, dingo, dream world, fraser island, hand glading, hervey bay, horse riding, hunter valley, kangaroo, koala sanctuary, koalas, lighthouse, lone pine, mardi gras, mooloolaba, national forest, noosa, oz, oz experience, ranch, seaside town, sheep sheering, sheep station, sugar cane, surf, surfers paradise, sydney, tour, Travel, wallabys, whitsunday islands, whitsundays, yachting. Leave a comment

Hit Sydney for Mardi Gras – one big street party, bright colourful outrageous costumes worn by flamboyant people lining the streets, a definite party atmosphere saturating the air.

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A week was spent in Syders catching up with friends before finally commencing my trip north up the east coast via Hunter Valley (a region renowned for the production of fine wines, tried and tested by moi!).

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The first stop being a true Aussie 20,000 acre sheep station. As if I hadn’t seen enough sheep in NZ! After a tour around I try my hand at sheep sheering but soon decided this was not my forte in life and couldn’t continue as I felt too sorry for the poor thing. Instead I consoled myself with a lovely big juicy lamb dinner. Evening activities included a huge bucking bronco in the middle of a spit and sawdust bar. Not a good idea after a few alcoholic beverages – me think not!

sheep sheering

Moving onto Bingara, famous for nowt and not much to do except horse ride or drink, I set off on a hack through the bush to do a bit of kangaroo spotting before stopping off at the winding river for a refreshing swim to cool off. This is where a new dimension to horse riding came into play – Horse water ski-ing! Achieved by dismounting the horse, grabbing it’s tail and the horse takes off with you being dragged through the water by it’s tail! Great fun and highly recommended but please remember to add water.

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Byron Bay next stop, and for those who would like a bit of useless trivia home to Paul Hogan. Very relaxed seaside town, great for learning to surf and also for a walk or in my case a cycle ride up to the lighthouse that is nestled on the most Easterly point of Australia. Not content with the view, I impulsively feel the need for a bird’s eye view so tried my hand at hand gliding. Nice but nowhere as exciting as skydiving – my new bestest hobby!

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Byron to Surfers Paradise for a quick stop. Spent a day at ‘Dream World’ theme park looking for that adrenalin rush from the white-knuckle rides.

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The real Oz Experience is next to come when I go and stay with my friend Tania – a true Shelia – and her family. No backpackers in sight – heaven. We sit around a big camp fire in the 5 acres of their property (where incidentally koalas and wallabys are not uncommon) drinking stubbies of XXXX and having a yarn while our dinner is slowly being cooked in the ground. For afters, the obligatory toasted marshmallows are savoured.

Moving slightly north, Brisbane is hit where a great day out at the Lone Pine Koala Sanctuary with my friend Les who I travelled Asia with and her partner. Cuddling koalas and feeding kangas with their horrible rodent teeth made for thirsty work so off we head to the local pub for St. Paddy’s day, a day late. Lots of amber nectar flowed our way. While in Brissie I also caught up with other friends from home – Pippa and Rich. Venue: a very loud bar making it very difficult to have any sort of conversation – apologies pip, not good planning on my part but great to see you. Also good seeing Kate again, working out here as a doctor.

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Still heading north, Mooloolaba, yet another seaside town is hit before Noosa which is so far my fave seaside resort in Oz. Not only does it host great beaches but there is beautiful national forest carpeting the peninsular where I spotted my first wild koala!!!!!! Very exciting for me as I am slightly obsessed by the cuddly balls of fur that smell. Also saw some wild rodent toothed kangaroo’s which are quite funny to watch hopping around. Noosa also has fantastic everglades giving it a slightly different slant to all the other seaside towns. Needless to say a very relaxed time was spent here bush walking, sunbathing and horse riding on the beach.

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Next stop, a 5 star resort in Hervey Bay – aka my friend Nicky’s luxury digs. She lives in a plush apartment in a complex at the marina complete with tennis courts, pools and other facilities. Not a bad place to spend a few days before back to slumming it on a 4 x 4 jeep camping safari on Fraser Island. Apparently the world’s largest sand dune island, no roads, just sand tracks and beaches to drive upon which is so much fun. Fraser is home to some of the most beautiful lakes I’ve ever seen and believe me I have seen quite a few! Driving up the 75 mile long beach was a great experience too. Back to simple living in the wilderness – tents and campfires to cook the grub, all of which miraculously ends up with sand in! The good life.

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Time, yet again, to move on. This time inland driving through sugar cane, sugar cane and even more sugar cane before arriving at the destination of Dingo where I stay at a 30,000 acre working cattle station with no sugar cane in sight! It is here where I learn to crack a whip – badly, throw a boomerang – badly and play a didge making a sound not quite like it is supposed to sound and also learn a bit about Aboriginals. It is also here unbeknown to myself that I become an aunty for not only the 3rd time but also the 4th. For those of you who know my sister Sue, she very bravely gave birth to twin boys – Samuel Jack and Joseph Oliver in what sounds like a record-breaking time! Way to go girl and I am very sad I can’t be there.

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I am now in Airlie beach the platform for yachting trips out to the Whitsunday Islands – from all accounts boasted as being the highlight of Australia and is to be my next adventure. Will let you know how the next 3 days sailing and snorkelling around beautiful islands goes!

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Well, I hear spring is in the air at home, here we are in autumn now soon to be entering into winter but still as hot as ever just means occasional outbreaks of welcomed rain!

 

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From Sydney to Auckland: February 2001

Posted by chrissyjbrown on October 7, 2006
Posted in: Around the world trip, Travel. Tagged: auckland, australia, backpacker, backpacking, blue mountains, city of sails, home and away, maori, new zealand, north island, oz, palm beach, railway, summer bay, sydney, thermal pools, tour, Travel, water park. Leave a comment

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Back on the road again after a very long time in the addictive city of Sydney. Far too much fun was had and hideous amounts of flow slipped through my fingers. On the few occasions I was able to drag myself away from the beach and bars, I did manage to do most the usual touristy things. The highlights were: seeing and prodding koala’s (and all the other cool Aussie animals like Kangaroo’s, wombats, platypus etc); the weekend I spent with my Aussie friends Bushwacker Rob and the lovely Emma who spoilt me rotten and gave me a fab tour of the north coast which included a visit to Summer Bay (Palm Beach), the Home and Away location; and also the weekend spent in the Blue Mountains de-toxing, walking and relaxing. Well it was relaxing until I went on the steepest railway (literally vertical!) in the world.

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Oh, and there was so many other great things I did and saw I just don’t know where to begin and I don’t want to bore you! But the Australian Day fireworks in Darling harbour were a bit special too.

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I’m now in the City of Sails, the host of America’s cup, Yep Auckland. Known as the windy city and yesterday we found out why! You may have noticed I am no longer in Australia but plans changed and I decided to pop over to do the north island of New Zealand while it is still summer as it is all about the big outdoors. It also means that when I return to Sydney at the beginning of March I will hit what has got to be known as one of the biggest street parties – Sydney Mardi Gras! Should be an experience. But then I really do need to drag myself away from the place and actually see a bit of Australia.

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After I tackle Australia I will head back over to NZ but this time to do the south island during ski season! I have also graduated from backpackerdom and hostelling to staying with friends and getting about by car – bliss. Little things like no bed bugs are a luxury to me!

The last couple of days have been spent running around doing Auckland and surrounds, I can feel that I am going to like NZ a lot, loads of outdoorsy stuff. The other night Kiwi Kerry my friend, took, me to a water park consisting of thermal pools. We started off in the adult pools where there’s a big screen for movies while you soak but this was far too civilised and the water slides called out to us. It was here that we met some new friends – two twelve year old Maori girls who were more bossy than me if you can believe that. They bullied us into going on all the really scary slides telling us that they were gentler than the last. We screamed for NZ!

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The girls were really funny girls who were far too grown up for their own good, telling us that on weekends they were strippers and drag queens!!! We don’t think they fully understand what they were saying as it turned out they just like playing dressing up. However, we really warmed to them when they thought we were 16 years old, but then again maybe they were making reference to the age I acted! Hmmmm…

Now heading up north today to see the Sheriff twins (friends from home) and very excited.

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Sydney, Australia: Christmas, New Years 2000/01

Posted by chrissyjbrown on October 7, 2006
Posted in: Around the world trip, Travel. Tagged: australia, backpacker, backpacking, beach, blue mountains, bondi, coogee, new years eve, opera house, oz, sydney, Travel, wildlife park. Leave a comment
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Happy New Year everyone!  Arriving in Sydney was a bit of a culture shock after so long in Asia but it didn’t take me long (about 10mins I think) to fall back into the swing of modern day living.

Since being here, time is passing by at an alarming rate and I struggle to remember what I have done two days ago let alone when I last emailed. All I know is that since being here my travelling suddenly ground to a halt and my life reverted back to the one I had in London – lots of nights out and parties catching up with friends old and new. These nights out will have to stop if I am to conserve money for the rest of the trip!

Feeling the need to be grounded for a while, after living like a turtle with my home on my back for the last however many months, I moved into a flat in Coogee, a seaside town 20mins south of Central Sydney and just down the road from Bondi. I am paying around 20 quid a week, sharing a flat with six others and numerous cockroaches but who cares when I am less than 100M to a great beach. I am gradually doing the sights of Sydney but the recent festivities of Christmas and New Years have rather taken precedence.

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Christmas was spent in the true British backpacker style on Bondi and Coogee beaches with Beers and Barbies – lots of people and lots of fun. As for the eve of 2001 the venue changed to the harbour side to see the fantastic firework display over the opera house and harbour bridge. I even managed to crawl out of bed on New Years day to see the carnival.

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The month of Jan in Sydney is festival time with lots of things to see and do, I am also planning a couple of short jollies out to the Blue Mountains and Wonderland, a big theme park for kids! Just down my street then!

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featherdaleOh and nearly forgot to tell you about my trip to the wildlife park. It was great, I was running around very excited like a demented 6 year old petting koalas, kangaroos, wombats, tasmanian devils and loads of other great Aussie animals – Love it!

I’m still having the time of my life and am looking forward to doing still so much stuff. Hope everyone is well and here’s to a very prosperous 2001. Make it a good one!!!

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Bali, Lombok and Gili T: December 2000

Posted by chrissyjbrown on October 7, 2006
Posted in: Around the world trip, Travel. Tagged: backpacker, backpacking, bali, beach, clear water, diving, eagle ray, gili t, gili trawangan, indonesia, jungle juice, kuta, lombok, nighlife, paradise island, shark, snorkelling, Travel, turquoise, turtles. Leave a comment

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Time is flying by, weeks seem like days! Apologies for being extremely lapse at emailing recently. After my 2nd stint in Singapore my next stop was Kuta, Bali where I lasted a whole 13 hours. Kuta, the main beach resort was far too hectic for me, far too built up and more like a club 18-30’s med resort than the paradise island advertised. Must be getting old. However it has some great surf shops!

6am the following morning I made my way via minibus-ferry-bus-small boat to Gili Trawangan, bit of a journey but well worth it to arrive at a tiny paradise island off the Lombok coast – much more my scene. White shimmering sand, clear turquoise water with excellent reefs and coral for snorkelling and diving, no motorised vehicles or hawkers and not many people – need I go on?

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My plan like nearly everyone else on the island is to stay a few days but like others you end up staying for as long as you possibly can. For me it was 9 days which after moving on every couple of days for the past few months is quite a long time.

While there I went diving seeing shark, turtles and an eagle ray – all very exciting believe me. Also hired a bike and did a bit of off roading around the island.

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Bene, an indonesian guy who worked where I stayed invited me over to Lombok to meet his girlfriend and family or I think it was more a case of me inviting myself. I ended up staying 3 days in their primitive home being waited on hand and foot and was taken around by motorbike to all the sights.

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We stopped off on the coast where there was a crowd of people to see what all the commotion was all about. We discovered that they were filming a popular Indonesian show. The stars from Jakarta were all in traditional costume. Being the only westerner around those parts the stars found me more a novelty than I did them and I was invited into the stars enclosure where they were all crowding around me asking questions. Quite amusing as I can’t imagine that happening back home and I did feel quite bad not knowing who on earth they were.

I was also a bit of a celeb back at Bene’s home as it was situated in the army camp full of Indonesian soldiers who acted like I was the first white girl they had seen – you can imagine I was just a bit popular. The family I stayed with said they had never had so many visitors before!

Back to Bali to get my flight to Oz, I decided to be extravagant and splash out 15 quid on a flight from Lombok – a 20 seater plane with the cockpit being part of our cabin! On arrival I had it all sorted to connect with my flight to Darwin only to find out that I have obviously been far too relaxed on the island to think about when my flight was and it turns out I am a day late – Whoops! In fact it would be the one flight where there is only one every week which now happens to be full til after Xmas! Being the lucky person that I am I managed to get on a direct flight to Sydney a couple of days later. This means Australia’s outback will have to wait for me til a later date. I think it all worked out for the best as Kakadu national park near Darwin is pretty flooded at the moment and apparently too hot plus I got to spend more time in Bali which I enjoyed much better than the first time – maybe due to the jungle juice cocktails!

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I have now been in Sydney since the 16th and am still very excited about being here, if not slightly worried about the 24hour bars around. After a couple of days in the city checking out the famous Harbor Bridge and Opera House I headed off to a cosy hostel in Coogee Beach, a more relaxed seaside town where I will stay for Christmas. I cannot believe it is only 4 more days til Christmas, I’ve had no lead up being in Hindu, Buddhist and Muslim countries and being in a hot climate living next to the beach doesn’t help!

Well better go and top up the tan in preparation for Bondi Beach on Christmas day. Merry Christmas everyone and enjoy your turkey while I throw another shrimp on the barbie.

 

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Singapore-Sumatra-Malaysia-Singapore: Nov/Dec 2000

Posted by chrissyjbrown on October 7, 2006
Posted in: Around the world trip, Travel. Tagged: anderson shelter, backpacker, backpacking, batam, bukit lawang, bullfight, cameron highlands, danau toba, georgetown, gunner lesser jungle, hostel, indonesia, kl, kuala lumpar, lake toba, malaka, matrilineal, medan, orangutans, orchard road, panang, penang, pulau samosir, singapore, society, sumartra, sungai bohorok, tanah rata, Travel, travel diary. Leave a comment

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Landed in Singapore with a bump. Had a complete culture shock being back in civilisation after however long in developing countries. This place is unnaturally clean and organised. However we soon felt more at home when we checked into what has to be our worst accommodation yet. Singapore’s equivalent of Tower Hamlets full of down and outs, unpleasant aroma’s and bed bugs. The first thing I do here is visit their very posh state of the art post office to collect replacement credit cards and where better to test that they are working than Orchard Road. This is a very bad move as Orchard Road is a cross between Oxford Street, 5th Avenue and Rodeo Drive needless to say I made several purchases to add to my now 28kg load.

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I eventually dragged myself away to have some goodbye beers with Lesley who is returning home for all that great weather we have been hearing about. ***Watch out everyone Chrissy is now at large in the world on her own!!!*** The next morning we say our farewells, I am very hung over and as a result I do not get very far! The plan was to get to Sumatra but I only manage Batam, another Indonesian island on the way. Here I treat myself to a luxury room with sky TV costing me an extravagant 3 pounds but well worth it. When I do eventually hit Sumatra my first stop in in a very pretty mountain town of Bukinniggi where I met a group of Indonesian teenagers who invite me to go camping with them so they could improve their English – til the early hours, I might add! I found it more tiring than relaxing. I also was asked to mark English presentations at the local school which was different.

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At the local bullfight I get a bit cocky and go and stand quite close to the two interlocked bulls that haven’t been up to much in the previous 5 minutes, unaware that one is about to bolt right in my direction. I do believe I became a contender for the worlds fastest runner in flip flops.

Sumatra is yet another place to add to my list of favourites. Again Stunning scenery and houses with roofs shaped like buffalo horns. In addition West Sumatra is a matrilineal society where all wealth is passed down the women’s line – the woman rules! At last a sensible society. But it is also a muslim society so bit of a contradiction there and not sure who really wears the trousers.

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A 20 hour journey on a minibus with three winging English guys who I feel like killing was needless to say not the most pleasant journey but worth it to get to my next destination – Danau Toba. Lake Toba occupies the caldera of a giant volcano that collapsed on itself after a massive eruption over 100,000 years ago. Flooding of the subsequent crater produced the largest lake in SE Asia. In the middle of the bluey green expanse of H2O is Pulau Samosir, and island nearing Singapore in size. It is here that I rent a lakeside bungalow for about 80p a night and spend the next few days relaxing and recovering from the long journey. I hire a moped to explore the island planning to have a nice soak in the natural hot springs. This plan was abandoned after I painfully found out with my foot that the water was more a boiling temperature than hot! On the way back the heavans opened for the daily afternoon monsoon. I stop in a small village for shelter and ended up inviting myself to play dominos with four local farmers.

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Eventually I leave the tranquility of the lake to travel up to the small village of Bukit Lawang, situated on the fast flowing Sungai Bohorok river and on the edge of the Gunner Lesser Jungle. Here is home to the dwindling number of Orangutan’s which were amazing to see up close and quite similar to the homo sapien (well at least a few of the one’s I know). While walking through the jungle I also saw close up a lot of monkeys but I have learn’t my lesson with monkeys and this time did not stick around to allow them to attack me.

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After a couple of days here I head to the stifling capital of Medan, stopping just long enough to get a ferry outta there to Penang, Malaysia. I will miss Sumatra, especially the prices. While England is having a fuel price crisis, a minibus can be filled with fuel in Sumatra for around a pound – outrageous behaviour! Accommodation as cheap as 50p a night (for double room), meals for 50p, do I need to go on?

Unfortunately, Malaysia, being quite developed, is a tad more expensive. In Georgetown, I stayed in the Little India part of town where you can find the best Tandoori chicken – yes, my days of vegetarianism have come to an abrupt halt!

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A colorful Hindu Temple on the streets of Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia.
A colorful Hindu Temple on the streets of Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia.

After the sights of Penang I hop on a bus to Cameron Highlands, as the name suggests a mountainous area where I stay in what has to be the maddest hostel around. Set up in the hill above the small town of Tanah Rata are several Anderson shelter look-a-likes left over from the British army. These have since been converted into a hostel where you find a selection of crazy characters. I arrive to find a party around a camp fire going on, the proprietor Bob, who was half cut, shows me and someone else around telling us several times that only happy people can stay and if we are not happy then he’d drive us back into town. We tell him it is fine but he won’t let us stay until he has shown us everything and introduced us to everyone which took over 10 minutes! One couple there came 20 months ago and have not yet left! Anyway after a very cold night I go trekking with a couple of guys who turn out to be just as pathetic as me at finding the start of the trek, not a hard feat when we had a clear map and it was only about a 5 minute walk from our accommodation! Eventually we found it and trekked for 4hrs working up an appetite which was satisfied by yet more delicious indian food in the next town.

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klFrom the highlands I head to Kuala Lumpar (KL) which is another shoppers paradise and home tothe infamous twin towers (apparently the tallest buildings in the world). I didn’t hang around there long for fear of going shopping so left the next day for Melaka, Malaysia’s most historic city. I will stay here a few days before heading back to Singapore to catch a flightto Bali. There’s a new waterpark down the road so may try that out tomorrow.

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Vietnam: November 2000

Posted by chrissyjbrown on October 7, 2006
Posted in: Around the world trip, Travel. Tagged: backpacker, backpacking, beach, boat, booze cruise, cat ba island, children's home, christina noble, chu chi tunnels, clothes, cyclo, disco, floating markets, french, ha long bay, hanoi, ho chin minh city, hoi an, hue, imperial city, journey, mama hahn, massage, mekong delta, nam, nguyen dynasty, nha trang, nightclub, notre dame, orphanage, rickshaw, saigon, tailor, tailored, train, Travel, travelogue, vietnam, vietnamese women. Leave a comment

Survived the flight on the dodgy plane from Laos and landed safely into the tree-lined streets of Hanoi, Vietnam.

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The next hurdle was avoiding getting run over! Not even Cairo had quite prepared me for the sheer chaos on the streets. Seemed like one million mopeds all driving in different directions. Crossing the road could be compared to Russian Roulette. In the end I gave up with the green cross code which quite frankly got me nowhere apart from the verge of a nervous breakdown and just crossed hoping everything would go around me – this seemed to be the winning formula! Although, since being in Vietnam, I have witnessed a few what looked to be fatal accidents.

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Hanoi was nice with a definite French influence. We did our usual of doing the sites in a day and headed off on a boat tour of Ha Long Bay with its 3000 odd (not that I counted them) limestone vegetated islands rising from the emerald water.

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StopHalong-Bay-Cave-1ping off at a very dramatic cave lit with different coloured lights and looked more like it belonged
in Disneyworld rather than being a natural wonder of the world. Still, a nice cave. We also stopped off to allow us to jump overboard for a swim which I did rather hastily without realising the how difficult it was to get back on the boat without a ladder. Needless to say I recruited two poor mugs who looked quite strong to pull me up in a true beached whale style – No dignity! I just hope I didn’t put their backs out.

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In the evening we docked at Cat Ba Island, a national park and our home for the night. Lesley and me hit the local Vietnamese nightclub with some other British girls we had met. Very amusing indeed, we felt like we had been transported back to a school disco. The place was full of Vietnamese teenagers all eager to try out their latest moves.

Back on the boat the next day, we secure prime sun baking positions to roast before heading back to Hanoi to board the night train to Hué.

What luxury compared with the Indian trains, but then they are about ten times more expensive. Hué, once the Vietnam capital in the Nguyen dynasty was a charming town. I hired a moped for the day and sped around the sites and surrounding countryside. The ancient Imperial City was quite impressive or would have been had it not been so badly bombed. I got a tad lost on the way back from the tombs and did a bit of off-roading on my 50cc moped – hardly a dirt bike but it eventually got me to civilization in the form of a small village. I stop to ask directions but considering the only Vietnamese word I have learnt is ‘come on’ which means ‘thankyou’ (being the polite person I am) as you can imagine I didn’t get very far. Instead of getting directions, I was mobbed by a load of women who seemed to derive great pleasure from stroking my arms and face as well as slapping me quite hard on the back. The Vietnamese women are not quite as gentle & submissive as portrayed.

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From Hué we get a minibus to Hoi An stopping at various sites along the way. The old merchant town of Hoi An is very quaint with again a strong French influence reflected in the architecture and baguettes. Hoi An has been very bad news to our budgets as we both went a bit mad at the tailors shops. Lesley buying a whole new wardrobe with me not far behind. But 30 quid for 4 pairs of trousers, 3 tops and a skirt, all made very well and with good quality material, is not bad at all. But saying that, I really didn’t need them and have no room to carry them! Oh well at least we are the best dressed backpackers around.

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While in Hoi An, I also treated myself to a massage which was a bit of an experience! Let’s just say that it was not your usual gentle, relaxing job. I had 4 women attacking me from every angle, and as I said before, Vietnamese ladies are far from gentle. I felt like I was being beaten up and there were even some women spectating. I was in hysterics, it was just so funny. Hence, the next day was spent recovering and relaxing on the beach before catching our night bus to Nha Trang.

Nha Trang, another seaside town was visited for the sole purpose of doing the Mama Hahn’s infamous booze cruise. Mama Hahn being well known for being quite a character, if not a bit of a crazy woman. Unfortunately, she had recently been arrested by the police for singing songs about alcohol on her trip – that’s communism for you! Despite her absence, we managed to have a good time and sink quite a few beers, I went a bit overboard with the free wine served from the floating bar in the sea.

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The other key event in Nha Trang was my cyclo (similar to a cycle rickshaw) ride. As you may remember from previous emails, I have very bad judgement when picking a suitable man for the job – this time I got a blind man!!! You may think I am joking but ask Lesley, he really was blind as a bat and her one was leading my one. His blindness was later confirmed by his noticeable inability to see the money I gave him and by the fact that we had many near collisions.

From Nha Trang we board another night train to Ho Chin Minh City, aka Saigon – our last stop in Nam. Today I took a cyclo around Saigon visiting China Town, the Notre Dame cathedral and many other sites. I also went to a children’s home set up by the Irish woman Christina Noble (for those who have read her book). My cyclo driver this time was not blind or disabled but he did the usual and pretended that he could understand what I was saying. On asking him if he was one of those cyclo drivers I have heard about who take you down an ally and mug you he replied ‘Yes, that’s not a problem’!! So to clarify the matter I then asked if he was going to steal my bag to which he replied ‘Yes, Yes’. This is just an example of the communication problem we have been experiencing!

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Tomorrow, I depart on a 2 day trip to the Mekong Delta to go on yet more boat rides, visiting more floating markets and the local settlements. On my return to Saigon I am hoping to also pay a visit to the Chu Chi tunnels utilized during the war for storage and refuge and contained sleeping quarters, hospitals and schools. You also get to fire a rifle from the war.

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10 MARCH 2006 - CU CHI TUNNELS, VIETNAM: A diorama of the Cu Chi Tunnels in the Cu Chi Tunnel Museum in Cu Chi Vietnam. The tunnels are famous because the communist forces who lived in the area and dug the tunnels were able to withstand near constant American bombings and attacks during the Vietnam War (which is called the American War in Vietnam). The tunnels are also an important tourist attraction, drawing thousands of visitors a month. Photo by Jack Kurtz
10 MARCH 2006 – CU CHI TUNNELS, VIETNAM: A diorama of the Cu Chi Tunnels in the Cu Chi Tunnel Museum in Cu Chi Vietnam. The tunnels are famous because the communist forces who lived in the area and dug the tunnels were able to withstand near constant American bombings and attacks during the Vietnam War (which is called the American War in Vietnam). The tunnels are also an important tourist attraction, drawing thousands of visitors a month. Photo by Jack Kurtz
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Next stop Singapore. Anyway enough of my waffling, it’s time to wake up now!

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