<?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: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-414050750293003426</id><updated>2011-07-30T17:15:43.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Shape our Stories !</title><subtitle type='html'>Shaping: Giving something a particular form.

Let's shape our stories! It recounts a trip to Eastern Europe to India, collectively and through any kind of medium of expression and creation available (writing, drawing, painting, sculpture, storytelling, audio interview, video, music ...)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Fab &amp;amp; Vale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14161773102646686113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SY_w2JpNbqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cwo7RlpKD4g/S220/avatar_8564.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414050750293003426.post-4692208073155179218</id><published>2009-07-19T08:42:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T08:43:25.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bhuj (India) to Ahmedabad (India)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Distance: 60Km&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Departure: 27/06/09  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arrival: 27/06/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;After all the small places we visited in Kutch go back to Ahmedabad was quite a shock. Fortunately there we had a contact to call and ready to host us. Aahna opened the door of her house to us at 7 am, with a marvelous smile and a fresh breakfast we broke the ice and for 3 days we shared good time together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/414050750293003426-4692208073155179218?l=letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/feeds/4692208073155179218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/07/bhuj-india-to-ahmedabad-india.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/4692208073155179218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/4692208073155179218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/07/bhuj-india-to-ahmedabad-india.html' title='Bhuj (India) to Ahmedabad (India)'/><author><name>Fab &amp;amp; Vale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14161773102646686113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SY_w2JpNbqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cwo7RlpKD4g/S220/avatar_8564.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414050750293003426.post-1641067499654634509</id><published>2009-07-19T08:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T08:42:35.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mundra (India) to Bhuj (India)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Distance: 60Km&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Departure: 27/06/09  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arrival: 27/06/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Happily we left Mundra and once in Bhuj we felt like to go back home.  Also in Bhuj we had a great experience with a family whose members realize jewelry in silver. They also welcomed us in their house and in the small and simple nest they live in we could share knowledge, smiles, food…  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/414050750293003426-1641067499654634509?l=letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/feeds/1641067499654634509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/07/mundra-india-to-bhuj-india.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/1641067499654634509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/1641067499654634509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/07/mundra-india-to-bhuj-india.html' title='Mundra (India) to Bhuj (India)'/><author><name>Fab &amp;amp; Vale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14161773102646686113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SY_w2JpNbqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cwo7RlpKD4g/S220/avatar_8564.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414050750293003426.post-5788333118894515970</id><published>2009-07-19T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T08:41:42.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mandvi (India) to Mundra (India)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Distance: 50Km&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Departure: 27/06/09  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arrival: 27/06/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;15 people in one car and 1h30 was required to reach Mundra, another small town but quite crowded.  Searching for a place to sleep we found “Meet Hotel”, guesthouse made in a typical Indian style with rooms scattered in three floors with a dirty aspect, a few light coming from the windows and fans on the roofs to refresh the guests from the stifling heat. The owner welcomed us very nicely and when we arrived at the point to ask about the fee he try to let us understand in Hindi “for you It’s free!” but we had to wait somebody able to translate before to get It.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this amazing beginning, and apart for other one reason, our stay over there wasn’t great. The town is noisy and dirty, to walk in the streets is not really pleasant and there aren’t so many attractive places… actually, there aren’t at all! At the same time our stay there was more than motivate coz we could start to translate in action our project for the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We meet Shakil and his family, the welcoming was properly organized with tchaï and detailed explanation about their work. It was in this climate that we got closer and that we choose to propose to him the project. Soon everybody knew about what was going on in the small room where we were sitting and to confirm our thoughts shanty shanty most of the uncles came to  pay a visit to us and he propose us to meet a member of the family to work with also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this first meeting was a good starting point for our research, we spent together 4 days and we use to meet once-twice a week. The contact with the family was great, so different and interesting their way to live and their artistic heritage was more than fascinating! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/414050750293003426-5788333118894515970?l=letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/feeds/5788333118894515970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/07/mandvi-india-to-mundra-india.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/5788333118894515970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/5788333118894515970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/07/mandvi-india-to-mundra-india.html' title='Mandvi (India) to Mundra (India)'/><author><name>Fab &amp;amp; Vale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14161773102646686113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SY_w2JpNbqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cwo7RlpKD4g/S220/avatar_8564.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414050750293003426.post-7449293306877137321</id><published>2009-07-01T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T13:33:36.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bhuj (India) to Mandvi (India)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SniQdkyEUhI/AAAAAAAAEDo/fq8W1nrvZUY/s1600-h/DSC_9166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SniQdkyEUhI/AAAAAAAAEDo/fq8W1nrvZUY/s200/DSC_9166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366197793776226834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Distance: 60Km&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Departure: 17/06/09  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Arrival: 17/06/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mandvi is a small town famous for its port and for craftworks. At the beginning we thought to spend there not more than 3 days but travelling it’s difficult to follow a program and, at last, we stayed there 9days. This is our 9th day in Mandvi and tomorrow we’ll move to Mundra, a village 60km east from here, where we’ll start a project called “Objects stories”, written in the last month. Actually, it’s also because of this idea that we decided to move to Kutch and it’s because of it that we are meeting different people and visiting some places around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When we have been to Tunda to visit the design school created by Kala Raksha, we had the nice surprise to meet Jody Farter, the women who started this project 16 years ago. With her we could talk about so many things and understand better the actions of the cooperative in this area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She also introduced us to the design class, talking to the students and looking at their creations, we sympathized with Shakil, a young batik printer and painter from Mundra who invited us to have a look at his workshop... Another reason to go there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/414050750293003426-7449293306877137321?l=letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/feeds/7449293306877137321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/07/bhuj-india-to-mandvi-india.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/7449293306877137321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/7449293306877137321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/07/bhuj-india-to-mandvi-india.html' title='Bhuj (India) to Mandvi (India)'/><author><name>Fab &amp;amp; Vale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14161773102646686113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SY_w2JpNbqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cwo7RlpKD4g/S220/avatar_8564.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SniQdkyEUhI/AAAAAAAAEDo/fq8W1nrvZUY/s72-c/DSC_9166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414050750293003426.post-525255487420877921</id><published>2009-07-01T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T08:33:28.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahmedabad (India) to Bhuj (India)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SkzL2TNDdJI/AAAAAAAADXE/1RdA8PsBTek/s1600-h/DSC_8950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SkzL2TNDdJI/AAAAAAAADXE/1RdA8PsBTek/s200/DSC_8950.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353878190765077650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Distance: 415Km&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Departure: 10/06/09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Arrival: 11/06/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After a nice dinner with Kunjan and Alex, we took a sleeper bus toward Bhuj, there we arrived the morning after at 7:30.We had to walk more than 3 hours before to find a guesthouse suitable for us, accommodation are more expensive than in the south and there are less facilities than in other parts of the State but with our big backpacks in Kunjan house to move all around was easy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SkzS_C1YtSI/AAAAAAAADXU/9_8Kd2Tan3A/s1600-h/DSC_9054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SkzS_C1YtSI/AAAAAAAADXU/9_8Kd2Tan3A/s200/DSC_9054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353886037571056930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Walking in small streets in the centre of Bhuj in the early morning we had the feeling to discover another India, every 5 meter somebody was saying us with a smiles on the lips “good morning” and nobody try to sell us something. Apart for the weather, too hot in this period, our days in Bhuj were shanty and pleasant. From Bhuj we also moved to other villages around for one day trip. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In Sumerasar, 25Km far away from the capital city, we have been visiting a cooperative, Kala Raksha, working with craft workers for the preservation of art and traditions of the region and in Bhujodi another one called Shrujan with the same aims. In both places we had the chance to see worker realize different kind of craftworks in tissue and we learned so many things about the different local communities.&lt;br /&gt;In Ajarakhpur we meet the famous Dr. Ismail Mohammad specialized in block printing and also there we could see people realizing marvellous sari and find out more about his family’s tradition.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For sure it was cool to meet people and get new tips about techniques and traditions, a different way to travel and discover a country. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/414050750293003426-525255487420877921?l=letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/feeds/525255487420877921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/07/ahmedabad-india-to-bhuj-india.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/525255487420877921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/525255487420877921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/07/ahmedabad-india-to-bhuj-india.html' title='Ahmedabad (India) to Bhuj (India)'/><author><name>Fab &amp;amp; Vale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14161773102646686113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SY_w2JpNbqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cwo7RlpKD4g/S220/avatar_8564.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SkzL2TNDdJI/AAAAAAAADXE/1RdA8PsBTek/s72-c/DSC_8950.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414050750293003426.post-1394243078645808174</id><published>2009-07-01T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T07:58:02.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Benaulim (India) to Ahmedabad (India)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SkzIdSP0h1I/AAAAAAAADW0/LFSpOtDpt34/s1600-h/DSC_8783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SkzIdSP0h1I/AAAAAAAADW0/LFSpOtDpt34/s200/DSC_8783.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353874462476633938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Distance: 882Km&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Departure: 08/06/09 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Arrival: 09/06/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To reach Ahmedabad we spent 23 hours on a train... In useless to say that it was a full immersion in typical Indian trains life:  mix of generations, mix of smells, mix of sounds... and mix of Indian curiosities!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SkzKvoADXWI/AAAAAAAADW8/mpqc2J171N8/s1600-h/DSC_8851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SkzKvoADXWI/AAAAAAAADW8/mpqc2J171N8/s200/DSC_8851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353876976576978274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Once arrived at the train station, we contacted Kunjan, a young leather designer and member of Couchsurfing living there. We spent with him and his family 3days, they suggest us to meet Mohammed, one of the best "rickshaw guide driver" of Ahmedabad and with him we could visit the most important city sights in a one full day! To visit the Gandhi Ashram was an interesting experience, it is a place rich of information about this peaceful and respectable personage...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After this day, we came back home tired and full of emotions!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Later than we choose to move to the region called Kutch, curious to visit this area so close to the Pakistani border and famous for craftworks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/414050750293003426-1394243078645808174?l=letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/feeds/1394243078645808174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/07/benaulim-india-to-ahmedabad-india.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/1394243078645808174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/1394243078645808174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/07/benaulim-india-to-ahmedabad-india.html' title='Benaulim (India) to Ahmedabad (India)'/><author><name>Fab &amp;amp; Vale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14161773102646686113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SY_w2JpNbqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cwo7RlpKD4g/S220/avatar_8564.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SkzIdSP0h1I/AAAAAAAADW0/LFSpOtDpt34/s72-c/DSC_8783.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414050750293003426.post-179907348734430176</id><published>2009-06-07T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T07:41:19.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Patnem (India) to Benaulim (India)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SkzGkaBLkYI/AAAAAAAADWs/0vlb_BzT_nw/s1600-h/DSC_8561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SkzGkaBLkYI/AAAAAAAADWs/0vlb_BzT_nw/s200/DSC_8561.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353872385798541698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Distance: 55Km&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Departure : 03/06/09  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Arrival : 03/06/09 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At the begining we tought to stop in Colva but once there we understood that it is a place where accomodations are really expencive and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;environment remind a tipical touristic place full of resorts and chic restaurants. We moved in Benaulim and after less than half an hour we were already in a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; cut place, a big house with an huge garden...and for 100Rs only!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The raining season arrived and day after day everything started to take another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; aspect, humid, grey, windy and more fresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met Prakash, a young guy who left Nepal 3 years ago because of political problems with China army...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; During this time he had been working in different place but now " I have to go back in my country and do something over there..." as he said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/414050750293003426-179907348734430176?l=letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/feeds/179907348734430176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/06/patnem-india-to-benaulim-india.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/179907348734430176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/179907348734430176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/06/patnem-india-to-benaulim-india.html' title='Patnem (India) to Benaulim (India)'/><author><name>Fab &amp;amp; Vale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14161773102646686113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SY_w2JpNbqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cwo7RlpKD4g/S220/avatar_8564.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SkzGkaBLkYI/AAAAAAAADWs/0vlb_BzT_nw/s72-c/DSC_8561.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414050750293003426.post-4378747183889662908</id><published>2009-06-07T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T08:05:51.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gokarna (India) to Patnem (India)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Skt6q0DUKMI/AAAAAAAADWk/9nl3cSN8muo/s1600-h/DSC_8452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Skt6q0DUKMI/AAAAAAAADWk/9nl3cSN8muo/s200/DSC_8452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353507458005608642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Distance: 87Km&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Departure : 31/05/09  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Arrival : 31/05/09  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It was difficult to leave Gokarna after more than 3 weeks...but the state of Gujarat (down to Rajasthan) was waiting for us so... we had to move!&lt;br /&gt;We moved to Madgaon in the company of Milosh. With him we got a cheap accomodation and for 4 days we enjoy together our stay over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing special...just relax! At last Milosh left the place to Delhi and, waiting for the train to Ahmedabad, we choosed to move to Colva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/414050750293003426-4378747183889662908?l=letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/feeds/4378747183889662908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/06/gokarna-india-to-patnem-india.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/4378747183889662908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/4378747183889662908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/06/gokarna-india-to-patnem-india.html' title='Gokarna (India) to Patnem (India)'/><author><name>Fab &amp;amp; Vale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14161773102646686113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SY_w2JpNbqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cwo7RlpKD4g/S220/avatar_8564.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Skt6q0DUKMI/AAAAAAAADWk/9nl3cSN8muo/s72-c/DSC_8452.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414050750293003426.post-7041785282787447021</id><published>2009-06-07T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T07:50:27.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Patnem (India) to Gokarna (India)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Sktzr5TwcoI/AAAAAAAADWM/933IKOGyb0g/s1600-h/DSC_7020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Sktzr5TwcoI/AAAAAAAADWM/933IKOGyb0g/s200/DSC_7020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353499780015223426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Distance: 87Km&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Departure : 07/05/09  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Arrival : 07/05/09  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The departure was from Canacona, closer train station to Patnem and place where we met Yuta, a Japanese traveller going also to Gokarna.&lt;br /&gt;We decided to move together and once in the holy village we had to walk 30min between rock fields and hills to reach Kudle, a small beach really shanty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Skt1jhbys7I/AAAAAAAADWU/hmOYiF7S8sc/s1600-h/DSC_7216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Skt1jhbys7I/AAAAAAAADWU/hmOYiF7S8sc/s200/DSC_7216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353501835190776754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After a difficult night, disturbed by any kind of insects and hot temperature, we choose to move in family house on the beach and there we got a small hut made in mud with palm leaves roof... a marvellous place! We stayed there one week; it was a good break to enjoy the sea side and to have quite days. We could celebrate the birthday of Vale with a nice dinner, mango lassi, thali, veg. raïta, chocolate balls and some beer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Skt3V6vuTyI/AAAAAAAADWc/hFeB5nv7_44/s1600-h/DSC_7889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Skt3V6vuTyI/AAAAAAAADWc/hFeB5nv7_44/s200/DSC_7889.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353503800490348322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After some days, once we had eaten all the coconuts around us, we choose to live the beach and to move in the village. Mabla House was our next place, near the fisherman area and close to the Rama temple. Yuta left the morning after to Hampi and we met again Marc, an Irish guy who suggested us to get a room there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after Milosh, a painter from Canada join us and with him we moved in another where we spent more than 10 days. It was nice to meet different travellers and spend some time with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For sure Gokarna is an interesting place to visit, beaches over there are less overcrowded than Goa's one and the spirit of India is still preserved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/414050750293003426-7041785282787447021?l=letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/feeds/7041785282787447021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/06/patnem-india-to-gokarna-india.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/7041785282787447021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/7041785282787447021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/06/patnem-india-to-gokarna-india.html' title='Patnem (India) to Gokarna (India)'/><author><name>Fab &amp;amp; Vale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14161773102646686113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SY_w2JpNbqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cwo7RlpKD4g/S220/avatar_8564.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Sktzr5TwcoI/AAAAAAAADWM/933IKOGyb0g/s72-c/DSC_7020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414050750293003426.post-9212102718115277422</id><published>2009-06-07T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T07:21:32.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mumbai (India) to Patnem (India)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SktviG3nqqI/AAAAAAAADWE/gJTg6EkYHkc/s1600-h/DSCN2492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SktviG3nqqI/AAAAAAAADWE/gJTg6EkYHkc/s200/DSCN2492.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353495213810100898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Distance: 393Km&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Departure : 01/05/09  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arrival : 01/05/09 &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nothing is better than spend a night in the Konkanyan Expresa, a night train to reach Goa from Mumbai. We choose to stop in Patnem just 2km far away from Palolem but smaller and quieter. Nothing special about this place, over there just houses, empty shops and bars ready to close. For the food we had to move to Chaudi or to the famous Palolem beach...of course, even it is low season, over there no lack of tourist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/414050750293003426-9212102718115277422?l=letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/feeds/9212102718115277422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/06/mumbai-india-to-patnem-india.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/9212102718115277422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/9212102718115277422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/06/mumbai-india-to-patnem-india.html' title='Mumbai (India) to Patnem (India)'/><author><name>Fab &amp;amp; Vale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14161773102646686113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SY_w2JpNbqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cwo7RlpKD4g/S220/avatar_8564.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SktviG3nqqI/AAAAAAAADWE/gJTg6EkYHkc/s72-c/DSCN2492.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414050750293003426.post-2764618796583143445</id><published>2009-05-22T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T07:09:42.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dubai (United Arabs Emirats) to Mumbai (India)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SktpxNfmjRI/AAAAAAAADV0/ZyiZvy-KrWk/s1600-h/DSC_6697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SktpxNfmjRI/AAAAAAAADV0/ZyiZvy-KrWk/s200/DSC_6697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353488876216683794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Distance: 1937Km&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Departure : 28/04/09  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Arrival : 28/04/09  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After 3 months and 9 days... We are in India!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our arrival time was at 4 o'clock, come back to India was like go back home, a great moment after more than 3 months on the road. India is hot but after Bandar Abbas and Dubai, we are quite used to it; our hoster was waiting us home when we arrive. Pre-paid taxi to Ville Parle and in a while we look at us and...We were in India!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Sktt7JPZVbI/AAAAAAAADV8/FDlstfLVR6s/s1600-h/DSC_6856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Sktt7JPZVbI/AAAAAAAADV8/FDlstfLVR6s/s200/DSC_6856.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353493444920169906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mumbai was not amazing, like all the time, but thanks to Vijay our great hoster; it was a quiet and lovely stop, a full immersion in the Indian culture a good way to carry on the trip...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/414050750293003426-2764618796583143445?l=letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/feeds/2764618796583143445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/05/dubai-united-arabs-emirats-to-mumbai.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/2764618796583143445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/2764618796583143445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/05/dubai-united-arabs-emirats-to-mumbai.html' title='Dubai (United Arabs Emirats) to Mumbai (India)'/><author><name>Fab &amp;amp; Vale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14161773102646686113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SY_w2JpNbqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cwo7RlpKD4g/S220/avatar_8564.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SktpxNfmjRI/AAAAAAAADV0/ZyiZvy-KrWk/s72-c/DSC_6697.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414050750293003426.post-7324548680447611011</id><published>2009-05-22T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T15:04:25.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bandar Abbas (Iran) to Dubai (United Arabs Emirats)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Si7ZQREzAxI/AAAAAAAADJc/KHDd6VN4nV0/s1600-h/DSC_6633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Si7ZQREzAxI/AAAAAAAADJc/KHDd6VN4nV0/s200/DSC_6633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345448681220014866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Distance: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;241Km&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Departure : 27/04/09  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrival : 27/04/09  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dubay was a funny &amp;amp; particular stop, there we met two nice guy, Mureed &amp;amp; Fadi, our hosters, and with them we had a bite of the amazing capital of Emirates. In a few hours they try &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;to show us around as much as possible, we joke a lot about arabic traditions and funny stories tipical of their culture and the morning after, not more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; than 3 hours, they drop us at the airport and we start the countdown to India.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Si7cSYY2y1I/AAAAAAAADJk/3VN_Gl_Rnc4/s1600-h/DSC_6670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Si7cSYY2y1I/AAAAAAAADJk/3VN_Gl_Rnc4/s200/DSC_6670.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345452016077818706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time nobody checked us but on the way to go the police stop us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; for an hour to control in case we had brought drugs from Iran. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They piss us off a lot but at last no present for them :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/414050750293003426-7324548680447611011?l=letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/feeds/7324548680447611011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/05/bandar-abbas-iran-to-dubai-united-arabs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/7324548680447611011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/7324548680447611011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/05/bandar-abbas-iran-to-dubai-united-arabs.html' title='Bandar Abbas (Iran) to Dubai (United Arabs Emirats)'/><author><name>Fab &amp;amp; Vale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14161773102646686113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SY_w2JpNbqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cwo7RlpKD4g/S220/avatar_8564.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Si7ZQREzAxI/AAAAAAAADJc/KHDd6VN4nV0/s72-c/DSC_6633.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414050750293003426.post-6633954261416156672</id><published>2009-05-22T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T14:41:14.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tehran (Iran) to Bandar Abbas (Iran)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Si7TP4sCCTI/AAAAAAAADJE/wanxwlmTAqQ/s1600-h/DSC_6475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Si7TP4sCCTI/AAAAAAAADJE/wanxwlmTAqQ/s200/DSC_6475.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345442077603924274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Distance: 1338Km by train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Departure : 22/04/09  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Arrival : 23/04/09  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Also our leaving wasn't without pains, till the end Teheran was impossible for us and once on the train we told ourself we'll never come back here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; The day in wich we got our visas we had to go and come back to  the Indian Embassy two times from Tajrich Square at 6pm we were back home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; with our passports ready waiting for Maziar coming to take the keys. At half past seven we left Tajrich on a bus for the railway station.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; We got there just before the departure but there wasn't any availability and we had to sleep at the station waiting for the train next day at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;noon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Si7VMUxcd7I/AAAAAAAADJM/JXBHTaDSO_Q/s1600-h/DSC_6509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Si7VMUxcd7I/AAAAAAAADJM/JXBHTaDSO_Q/s200/DSC_6509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345444215446599602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The day after we got a train with a jung family a guy and an old woman and after a long way we got to Bandar Abbas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The way is more than amazing, it's like to cross the desert and some desolate old villages towards the south, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;everything was more and more yellow and the sad immagine of Teheran was already far...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Si7W0uz_rPI/AAAAAAAADJU/Po8dz6Cjy-w/s1600-h/DSC_6590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Si7W0uz_rPI/AAAAAAAADJU/Po8dz6Cjy-w/s200/DSC_6590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345446009143012594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Danial cames to picked us up at the desert railwys station of Bandar Abbas. In his house we have been very well nourished with iranian food for 3 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; by his great mother and we had interesting and funny conversations with is father. With him and his brother we have been all around, we meet their friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and we enjoyed a lot our fast but intense staing together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danial left us at the airport and wait until we left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/414050750293003426-6633954261416156672?l=letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/feeds/6633954261416156672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/05/tehran-iran-to-bandar-abbas-iran.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/6633954261416156672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/6633954261416156672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/05/tehran-iran-to-bandar-abbas-iran.html' title='Tehran (Iran) to Bandar Abbas (Iran)'/><author><name>Fab &amp;amp; Vale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14161773102646686113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SY_w2JpNbqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cwo7RlpKD4g/S220/avatar_8564.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Si7TP4sCCTI/AAAAAAAADJE/wanxwlmTAqQ/s72-c/DSC_6475.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414050750293003426.post-8210650774743233280</id><published>2009-05-22T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T13:59:49.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE DAY IN CHALOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Si7KrJhncoI/AAAAAAAADIQ/FS28ML7KYnU/s1600-h/DSC_6282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Si7KrJhncoI/AAAAAAAADIQ/FS28ML7KYnU/s200/DSC_6282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345432650375459458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When we left Teheran to Chalos was already noon. At the beginning we try to hitchhike but with the illegal taxi all around was impossible and for half&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;of our money we got a bus to the village near the Caspian sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Once there other illegal taxi-drivers try to bring us in "villa?" "hotel?" "dalia?" but we replyed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; "pool na daram, we haven't got any money" and in that moment start our adventure in Chalos. In they're mind we we're quite lost, we told them "pool &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;na daram, sleep dalia" and they decided to help us. One of them brought us to the City Hall to find a solutions. There some people checked our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;passports and after some explainations they found us an accomodation for the night for free and they told us to go back there the morning after.&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Si7M1bMvFJI/AAAAAAAADIY/-lpIJV09phM/s1600-h/DSC_6271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Si7M1bMvFJI/AAAAAAAADIY/-lpIJV09phM/s200/DSC_6271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345435025941664914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In this guesthouse on the beach we could smoke nargile for free and have some food and the morning after, when we went back to the city all people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; there brought us to the bus stand payed tickets and gave some money to us. We didn't want to take money but wasn't possible to refuse and in less&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; than 24h we were already on the way back ringing at the bell of Maziar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/414050750293003426-8210650774743233280?l=letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/feeds/8210650774743233280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-day-in-chalos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/8210650774743233280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/8210650774743233280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-day-in-chalos.html' title='ONE DAY IN CHALOS'/><author><name>Fab &amp;amp; Vale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14161773102646686113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SY_w2JpNbqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cwo7RlpKD4g/S220/avatar_8564.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Si7KrJhncoI/AAAAAAAADIQ/FS28ML7KYnU/s72-c/DSC_6282.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414050750293003426.post-4000291571714470263</id><published>2009-05-22T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T13:41:36.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tabriz (Iran) to Tehran (Iran)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Si7FlX2h_4I/AAAAAAAADIA/fzLdIvGKsNk/s1600-h/DSC_6114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Si7FlX2h_4I/AAAAAAAADIA/fzLdIvGKsNk/s200/DSC_6114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345427053583925122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Distance: 528Km by train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Departure : 04/04/09  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Arrival : 05/04/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Train thicket to Teheran it cost just 4euro and trains are clean and confortable. We had god co-voyagers, we shared food and impressions about Iran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; it was an interesting cultural comparaison... Once in Teherean we found out that we had to cross all the city by bus before to meet Maziar, our hoster and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; in a couple of days we understood that maybe our stay there would be longer than we thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Si7ImFb12AI/AAAAAAAADII/dSCBiJ-Y-gA/s1600-h/DSC_6260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Si7ImFb12AI/AAAAAAAADII/dSCBiJ-Y-gA/s200/DSC_6260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345430364354893826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For a couple of weeks we got depressed in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the big capital city, we just went to climb the mountain in Teheran, have some food in Maziar parent's house, share some cooking knowledge with them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visa's job took more than 20 days and in that time we couldn't move, we could just reach Chalos for one day and go back to Teheran waiting for visas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/414050750293003426-4000291571714470263?l=letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/feeds/4000291571714470263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/05/tabriz-iran-to-tehran-iran.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/4000291571714470263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/4000291571714470263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/05/tabriz-iran-to-tehran-iran.html' title='Tabriz (Iran) to Tehran (Iran)'/><author><name>Fab &amp;amp; Vale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14161773102646686113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SY_w2JpNbqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cwo7RlpKD4g/S220/avatar_8564.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Si7FlX2h_4I/AAAAAAAADIA/fzLdIvGKsNk/s72-c/DSC_6114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414050750293003426.post-1087069207365505723</id><published>2009-05-22T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T13:21:43.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Urmia (Iran) to Tabriz (Iran)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Si7COox4orI/AAAAAAAADHw/Wqg8lA79_JM/s1600-h/DSC_5941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Si7COox4orI/AAAAAAAADHw/Wqg8lA79_JM/s200/DSC_5941.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345423364455965362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Distance: 124 km by bus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Departure : 04/04/09  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Arrival : 04/04/09 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We moved to Tabriz by local bus and we found out than in Iran transports are chipper than food. In Tabriz we spendt a couple of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;days, there is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;a nice local bazar to visit and some interesting Mosques. The town is quite big but in the central area one can find most of the interesting city sites to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are friendly and to find a local guide for free it's really easy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Si7Dla8wVOI/AAAAAAAADH4/2OES9FRJxpk/s1600-h/DSC_6085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Si7Dla8wVOI/AAAAAAAADH4/2OES9FRJxpk/s200/DSC_6085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345424855392081122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/414050750293003426-1087069207365505723?l=letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/feeds/1087069207365505723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/05/urmia-iran-to-tabriz-iran.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/1087069207365505723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/1087069207365505723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/05/urmia-iran-to-tabriz-iran.html' title='Urmia (Iran) to Tabriz (Iran)'/><author><name>Fab &amp;amp; Vale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14161773102646686113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SY_w2JpNbqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cwo7RlpKD4g/S220/avatar_8564.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Si7COox4orI/AAAAAAAADHw/Wqg8lA79_JM/s72-c/DSC_5941.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414050750293003426.post-4855537886305139558</id><published>2009-05-22T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T12:59:13.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mardin (Turkey) to Urmia (Iran)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Si680i_VgDI/AAAAAAAADHg/m2MScI-V4hY/s1600-h/DSC_5905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Si680i_VgDI/AAAAAAAADHg/m2MScI-V4hY/s200/DSC_5905.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345417418667032626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Distance: 380Km by bus and hitchhiking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Departure : 30/03/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Arrival : à 01/04/09 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We left Mardin under a beautiful sun, our friend Nurullah left us near a main road that bring to Batman, first city to reach before to get to Van. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To hitchhike in that area is quite easy, in less than 2 hours we changed 2 car and we were already 50km far from our fist pit stop. On the way we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;got an invitation for lunch in the house of one of the man who pick us up on the way. We stopped for a coupple of hours in a small village in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;middle of nothing called Türkmenhacı&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;where houses are made in mud and thatching. After a good turkish meal we were on the road fast to reach Van before the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Si6-ubiu7FI/AAAAAAAADHo/HEnqBkcoywg/s1600-h/DSC_5924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Si6-ubiu7FI/AAAAAAAADHo/HEnqBkcoywg/s200/DSC_5924.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345419512612056146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Two curdish man brought us in Batman and there we couldn't find anymore cars to get to Van. Some people welcomed us in a Curdish cultural center,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; they showed us around and another guy invited us in his sister house to spend some time with his family all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Even Batman is not such an architectural interesting place our staing there was pleasant. At 11.30 p.m. we got a bus to Van, after a terrible night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; we got there and instead to stop we decided to get to Iran. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The area near the border is marvellous, the road between mountains let us think to be lost and, apart of some scaring groups of people with guns all around,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; the way is interesting to visit. We got in Urmia in late afternoon, a guy help us to get a taxi and gave us some tips and food coz unfortunatly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; we hadn't any Rials. After a long walk we got an hotel and for a couple of days we couldn't move for 2 reasons : our credit cards we're unabilitated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; to withdrawal and because of islamic holidays all around was closed and no chace to do anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this amazing welcoming in Iran we decided to change our last 50euro and to move to Teheran.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/414050750293003426-4855537886305139558?l=letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/feeds/4855537886305139558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/05/mardin-turkey-to-urmia-iran.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/4855537886305139558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/4855537886305139558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/05/mardin-turkey-to-urmia-iran.html' title='Mardin (Turkey) to Urmia (Iran)'/><author><name>Fab &amp;amp; Vale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14161773102646686113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SY_w2JpNbqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cwo7RlpKD4g/S220/avatar_8564.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Si680i_VgDI/AAAAAAAADHg/m2MScI-V4hY/s72-c/DSC_5905.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414050750293003426.post-6734425292875215104</id><published>2009-04-26T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T13:59:09.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ankara (Turkey) to Mardin (Turkey)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SfSydaFPjMI/AAAAAAAACJw/X33OH67WmPA/s1600-h/DSC_5644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SfSydaFPjMI/AAAAAAAACJw/X33OH67WmPA/s200/DSC_5644.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329080477373402306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Distance: 745 km by train and bus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Departure : 23/03/09&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Arrival : 24/03/09 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The way from Ankara to Mardin is quite long but, at the same tim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e, it's really pleasant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Moving from A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nkara to Mardin one have the feeling to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; in another country, we discovered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; a new part of Turkey, far from the western pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;rt. Close to Iraqi border, Mardin is a multicultural place plenty of historical sites and old stonehouses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SfTIvh1X6EI/AAAAAAAACp0/FPD7eiAaEwI/s1600-h/DSC_5888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SfTIvh1X6EI/AAAAAAAACp0/FPD7eiAaEwI/s200/DSC_5888.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329104977947781186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Once there we tryed to meet Murat, a contact from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Couchsurfing b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ut at least we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; met Ahmid, a student working in a Coffee and his friend-boss,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Nurullah, the owner of Ekin Coffee, invit us to stay in his place for the night... in the end we spent with them 7 days ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;During this time we met a lot of people, Nurullah's friends and familly, we have been helping his father for some gardening work in his coffee, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;we have been hosted by Melika in Yalimköy, a small village near Mardin...a full immersion in the local life !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SfTKsqngsqI/AAAAAAAAC2A/ikIjXRpMQ5A/s1600-h/DSC_5783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SfTKsqngsqI/AAAAAAAAC2A/ikIjXRpMQ5A/s200/DSC_5783.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329107127789204130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Overthere and after Vale, it was my turn to stay 3 days at bed with 38,6°C... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It was a very interesting experience before to leave Turkey because we surrounded by great people who belong to different cultures in a marvelous part of this country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/414050750293003426-6734425292875215104?l=letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/feeds/6734425292875215104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/04/ankara-turkey-to-mardin-turkey.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/6734425292875215104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/6734425292875215104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/04/ankara-turkey-to-mardin-turkey.html' title='Ankara (Turkey) to Mardin (Turkey)'/><author><name>Fab &amp;amp; Vale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14161773102646686113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SY_w2JpNbqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cwo7RlpKD4g/S220/avatar_8564.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SfSydaFPjMI/AAAAAAAACJw/X33OH67WmPA/s72-c/DSC_5644.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414050750293003426.post-6158543287081468240</id><published>2009-04-11T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T01:46:45.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kocukkoy (Turkey) to Ankara (Turkey)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SfI7JvxxMHI/AAAAAAAAB1s/A7pTUWUQfr4/s1600-h/DSC_5351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SfI7JvxxMHI/AAAAAAAAB1s/A7pTUWUQfr4/s200/DSC_5351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328386347762790514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kocaküy is a small village 10km far from Baba kale where our friends, Merih and Naf Naf, live. The place is not really interesting but it was cool and  intriguing to had spent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; our time with this great people. A journalist and a craftman-artist together in a house full of cats (30!!!) and other animals...superfluous to say that the welcoming, also in this case, was great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SfQex3y-VII/AAAAAAAAB6E/Mj1KL_Mo6IU/s1600-h/DSC_5461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SfQex3y-VII/AAAAAAAAB6E/Mj1KL_Mo6IU/s200/DSC_5461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328918101226312834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;From there we walked with our big bag until another village nearby where we could get a lift until Balikeshire and from there a bus to Ankara. The journey in a night bus was like a nightmare and we got to Ankara more than tired. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/414050750293003426-6158543287081468240?l=letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/feeds/6158543287081468240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/04/kocukkoy-turkey-to-ankara-turkey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/6158543287081468240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/6158543287081468240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/04/kocukkoy-turkey-to-ankara-turkey.html' title='Kocukkoy (Turkey) to Ankara (Turkey)'/><author><name>Fab &amp;amp; Vale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14161773102646686113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SY_w2JpNbqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cwo7RlpKD4g/S220/avatar_8564.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SfI7JvxxMHI/AAAAAAAAB1s/A7pTUWUQfr4/s72-c/DSC_5351.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414050750293003426.post-3935699248221320966</id><published>2009-04-11T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T00:34:54.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Istambul (Turkey) to Baba kale (Turkey)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SfIzTrrJ5hI/AAAAAAAABzk/BKe-Ul3bvyg/s1600-h/DSC_4165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SfIzTrrJ5hI/AAAAAAAABzk/BKe-Ul3bvyg/s200/DSC_4165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328377722366977554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Distance: 269Km&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Departure : 06/03/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Arrival : 07/03/09 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Also in this case, to reach our destination was less easy than we tought at the beginning and it cost us one night in Balikeshire bus station.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The morning after we got another bus till Ayvacic, the biggest village before to reach the western coast, and from there another one to reach Baba &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;kale, the last village on the coast. We got there to work on the creation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; of an ecovillage called &lt;a href="http://www.ecogarp.com/"&gt;GARP&lt;/a&gt; but at last we just plant some olive trees and most of the time we lazed with other guests and Yannis, the hoster. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SfI0oTRudxI/AAAAAAAABzs/FqNxv73pivE/s1600-h/DSC_5127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SfI0oTRudxI/AAAAAAAABzs/FqNxv73pivE/s200/DSC_5127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328379176106751762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The way between Ayvacic and Baba kale is really captivating, the landscape is a typical mediterranean's one: olive trees, rocks, blue sea...amazing to visit in spring time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; but less pleasant in summer when the temperatures could reach 40°-45° degree. Not so far from some famous old historic ruins it is a fisherman village not really touristic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and really nice to spend some days in peace or just to have nice walks all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SfI5ewvFNLI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/f9SjZ66ADs4/s1600-h/DSC_5299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SfI5ewvFNLI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/f9SjZ66ADs4/s200/DSC_5299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328384509773952178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;People are really welcoming and even if we didn't speck any Turkish we could comunicate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; with everybody and learn some keywords and sentence really useful travelling in the country. Overthere we could meet nice people like Anna and Ivan, two russian guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; wich we had good time and a nice walk in the naerest village with, Yousuf, also knowed like Housaïm (Mr.Camping) and Merih and Naf Naf, a marvellous couple that host us for one night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; in a village nearby, Kucukkoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/414050750293003426-3935699248221320966?l=letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/feeds/3935699248221320966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/04/istambul-turkey-to-baba-kale-turkey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/3935699248221320966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/3935699248221320966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/04/istambul-turkey-to-baba-kale-turkey.html' title='Istambul (Turkey) to Baba kale (Turkey)'/><author><name>Fab &amp;amp; Vale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14161773102646686113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SY_w2JpNbqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cwo7RlpKD4g/S220/avatar_8564.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SfIzTrrJ5hI/AAAAAAAABzk/BKe-Ul3bvyg/s72-c/DSC_4165.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414050750293003426.post-4539547287987143632</id><published>2009-04-11T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T00:31:45.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Letovnik (Bulgaria) to Istambul (Turkey)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SfI8v5M98tI/AAAAAAAAB18/IaGHBpNYQ4Y/s1600-h/DSC_3755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SfI8v5M98tI/AAAAAAAAB18/IaGHBpNYQ4Y/s200/DSC_3755.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328388102639448786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Distance: 304km&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Departure : 02/03/09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arrival : 03/03/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It was really hard to leave the peaceful company of Letvonic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but travel is also this: to leave a place when you feel like at home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night on the train wasn't easy and realaxing like we tought it could be at the beginning of the jouney, language barriers and a lack of kindness in some bulgarian railway employers brought us to argue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; with a cheaf of a wagon who tryed to fire us out of the train once on the Turkish b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;order and 20 euro of backshish to pay to the chief of the other wagon to let us stay there for the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SfQJlzE1bJI/AAAAAAAAB2E/u1fQ_B8Lg-4/s1600-h/DSC_3800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SfQJlzE1bJI/AAAAAAAAB2E/u1fQ_B8Lg-4/s200/DSC_3800.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328894804056435858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Once in Istambul we housed in Haxan's flat, a nice apartment in Levent where he lives with a flatmate. Even if we spendt 3 days in Istambul this time we hadn't lots of chance to share the time with our hoster and we think it was a pity 'coz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; the first impression that he gave us was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SfQMxLUNFXI/AAAAAAAAB3M/VmyCzFRwMLY/s1600-h/DSC_4048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SfQMxLUNFXI/AAAAAAAAB3M/VmyCzFRwMLY/s200/DSC_4048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328898298076796274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyway, about Istambul we could write as much as we want and we think that we will not be able to say anything about it that wasn't already sayed by someone else. Beautyful, crowded, multietnic, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;fascinating, expencive...the old Costantinopolis is for shure a place to visit but we suggest to go along toward east to have a better idea of the country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/414050750293003426-4539547287987143632?l=letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/feeds/4539547287987143632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/04/letovnik-bulgaria-to-istambul-turkey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/4539547287987143632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/4539547287987143632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/04/letovnik-bulgaria-to-istambul-turkey.html' title='Letovnik (Bulgaria) to Istambul (Turkey)'/><author><name>Fab &amp;amp; Vale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14161773102646686113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SY_w2JpNbqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cwo7RlpKD4g/S220/avatar_8564.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SfI8v5M98tI/AAAAAAAAB18/IaGHBpNYQ4Y/s72-c/DSC_3755.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414050750293003426.post-6584890780149499699</id><published>2009-04-11T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T01:25:26.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Plovdiv (Bulgaria) to Letovnic (Bulgaria)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SfQYVRzTDOI/AAAAAAAAB5A/wkS_STF9EiM/s1600-h/DSC_3523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SfQYVRzTDOI/AAAAAAAAB5A/wkS_STF9EiM/s200/DSC_3523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328911012921019618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Distance: 102 Km by train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Departure : 22/02/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arrival : 22/02/09&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By train to get to Letovnic from Plovdiv is a long way but at the same time, if you are not in a hurry and you have got the Balkan Flexi Pass, it could be a good choose to move (actually there isn't a train station in Letovnic but Monchilgrav is really close!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In this magic place we spent 8 days, we have been there to help a guy, Dave, to build an ecohostel and it was an amazing experience...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Letovnic is located in a rural area whith a marvellous landscape, it counts just 30 inhabitants(wich nationality is Turkish and not Bulgarian)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and it looks to be a perfect environment to develop a project like Dave's one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SfQZ4e0tRSI/AAAAAAAAB5U/hy6ZZZWEnRo/s1600-h/DSC_3686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SfQZ4e0tRSI/AAAAAAAAB5U/hy6ZZZWEnRo/s200/DSC_3686.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328912717223642402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If you have time we suggest you to go there to help him to build this place with love and peace! It could be also a chance to meet other interesting people, like Lara, but be careful, don't play with Sheffi and his Raki...it can cost you a very bad hangover!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can have a look on his blog &lt;a href="http://thehappyhippy.free.fr/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/414050750293003426-6584890780149499699?l=letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/feeds/6584890780149499699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/04/plovdiv-bulgaria-to-letovnic-bulgaria.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/6584890780149499699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/6584890780149499699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/04/plovdiv-bulgaria-to-letovnic-bulgaria.html' title='Plovdiv (Bulgaria) to Letovnic (Bulgaria)'/><author><name>Fab &amp;amp; Vale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14161773102646686113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SY_w2JpNbqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cwo7RlpKD4g/S220/avatar_8564.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SfQYVRzTDOI/AAAAAAAAB5A/wkS_STF9EiM/s72-c/DSC_3523.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414050750293003426.post-116842052417863629</id><published>2009-04-11T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T03:34:49.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>After the silence...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;After a long silence we come back to write. During this month so many things happened and it is difficult to talk about all our experiences. We had a marvelous time in all places we have been and with all peoples we met but it was not easy to carry on our project...anyway, we will keep on doing it until the end of the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/414050750293003426-116842052417863629?l=letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/feeds/116842052417863629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/04/after-silence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/116842052417863629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/116842052417863629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/04/after-silence.html' title='After the silence...'/><author><name>Fab &amp;amp; Vale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14161773102646686113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SY_w2JpNbqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cwo7RlpKD4g/S220/avatar_8564.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414050750293003426.post-4374169081746564074</id><published>2009-03-12T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T15:23:16.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sofia (Bulgaria) to Plovdiv/Karlovo (Bulgaria)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SbmIl_GfP6I/AAAAAAAABT4/aEUwRdmgJj0/s1600-h/DSC_3137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SbmIl_GfP6I/AAAAAAAABT4/aEUwRdmgJj0/s200/DSC_3137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312427421635395490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Distance: 132Km by train and bus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Departure : 20/02/09 &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrival : 20/02/09&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plovdiv is a small and quite place, easy to visit in one day. Also there our hoster, Ralitsa, was a perfect guide and a nice and sensitive person to share so many things with. It was pleasant to spent our time together and it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;was cool to meet her family in Karlovo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SbmKUr-Wg9I/AAAAAAAABUI/Swpq35IatHY/s1600-h/DSC_3311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SbmKUr-Wg9I/AAAAAAAABUI/Swpq35IatHY/s200/DSC_3311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312429323466474450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Overthere we could enjoy real bulgarian food,homemade compote and rakia and we also recived nice presents: socks in wool made by the grandma and some rakia to warm us up during the way... A nice walk under the snow before to return in Plovdiv and to move to Letovnic, where Ralitsa would like to join us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/414050750293003426-4374169081746564074?l=letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/feeds/4374169081746564074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/03/sofia-bulgaria-to-plovdivkarlovo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/4374169081746564074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/4374169081746564074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/03/sofia-bulgaria-to-plovdivkarlovo.html' title='Sofia (Bulgaria) to Plovdiv/Karlovo (Bulgaria)'/><author><name>Fab &amp;amp; Vale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14161773102646686113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SY_w2JpNbqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cwo7RlpKD4g/S220/avatar_8564.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SbmIl_GfP6I/AAAAAAAABT4/aEUwRdmgJj0/s72-c/DSC_3137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414050750293003426.post-877447810290744520</id><published>2009-03-06T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T14:57:17.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bucarest (Romania) to Sofia (Bulgaria)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Sblqfd-12qI/AAAAAAAABMY/Qb_iLuB3C6s/s1600-h/DSC_2787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Sblqfd-12qI/AAAAAAAABMY/Qb_iLuB3C6s/s200/DSC_2787.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312394324316904098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Distance: 403km by train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Departure : 18/02/09  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Arrival : 18/02/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The landscape from Bucarest to Sofia by train is not really attractive and, because of it, the journay could seem longer than it is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ivo, our hoster, came to pick us up at the station and in a few hours we were already absorbed in the night life of Sofia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Sblth1ClOKI/AAAAAAAABM4/vkL30uugHYQ/s1600-h/DSC_2875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Sblth1ClOKI/AAAAAAAABM4/vkL30uugHYQ/s200/DSC_2875.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312397663401228450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There are deep differencies between these two capital &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;cities, Sofia is smaller and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;warmer than Bucarest, not to much crowd and easy to visit.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ivo was a really good turistic guide, we spent together most of the time and it was really pleasant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We talked about politics, art, history, cultural events...it was a very interesting meeting with a savvy and kind guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be hosted in his house was a full immersion in the bulgarian culture also because through him we could meet another very nice person who hosted us in Plovdiv and Karlovo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/414050750293003426-877447810290744520?l=letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/feeds/877447810290744520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/03/bucarest-romania-to-sofia-bulgaria.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/877447810290744520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/877447810290744520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/03/bucarest-romania-to-sofia-bulgaria.html' title='Bucarest (Romania) to Sofia (Bulgaria)'/><author><name>Fab &amp;amp; Vale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14161773102646686113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SY_w2JpNbqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cwo7RlpKD4g/S220/avatar_8564.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Sblqfd-12qI/AAAAAAAABMY/Qb_iLuB3C6s/s72-c/DSC_2787.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414050750293003426.post-6183392695576938862</id><published>2009-03-06T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T14:57:27.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sibiu (Romania) to Bucarest (Romania)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SblwmgoFuMI/AAAAAAAABNA/Qy9baCOSi7Y/s1600-h/DSC_2632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SblwmgoFuMI/AAAAAAAABNA/Qy9baCOSi7Y/s200/DSC_2632.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312401042355632322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Distance: 278 km by train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Departure : 16/02/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Arrival : 16/02/09 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Same same but different" could be the right expression to use when one leave Transilvanya for Bucarest. All the beauty we had in that region was like evaporated when we reached the capital city wich is all but not nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Sblx_JqzxPI/AAAAAAAABNI/o-lYXV5j8C8/s1600-h/DSC_2623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Sblx_JqzxPI/AAAAAAAABNI/o-lYXV5j8C8/s200/DSC_2623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312402565201380594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Our hosted gave us some tips about how to make a fast but quite complete city tour of Bucarest and in a couple of days we were already satisfied with the grey building's colour and ready to run away toward Bulgaria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horia, our hoster, was kind with us...a good cook and an open mind person&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/414050750293003426-6183392695576938862?l=letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/feeds/6183392695576938862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/03/sibiu-romania-to-bucarest-romania.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/6183392695576938862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/6183392695576938862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/03/sibiu-romania-to-bucarest-romania.html' title='Sibiu (Romania) to Bucarest (Romania)'/><author><name>Fab &amp;amp; Vale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14161773102646686113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SY_w2JpNbqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cwo7RlpKD4g/S220/avatar_8564.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SblwmgoFuMI/AAAAAAAABNA/Qy9baCOSi7Y/s72-c/DSC_2632.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414050750293003426.post-3352896292441746813</id><published>2009-03-06T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T14:31:26.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apold (Romania) to Sibiu (Romania)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Sbl7tbAJOVI/AAAAAAAABRo/JRR4JSDYWLU/s1600-h/DSC_2497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Sbl7tbAJOVI/AAAAAAAABRo/JRR4JSDYWLU/s200/DSC_2497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312413255732902226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Distance: 44 km by hitchhike/train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Departure : 14/02/09 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Arrival : 14/02/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After a long walk to reach Sighsoara, ended with a ride on a trap, we hitchhiked to Medias and from there we took a train to Sibiu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Sbl9yYXgn7I/AAAAAAAABTQ/TBISLqV1Wy4/s1600-h/DSC_2560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Sbl9yYXgn7I/AAAAAAAABTQ/TBISLqV1Wy4/s200/DSC_2560.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312415539948199858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In this small town we met Liviu, David's friend, and We housed in his brother's studio for two days.  With him We spent two days exploring romenian touristic attractions (our hoster works in this envirorment!) and, at the same time, we met a kind girl, Ruxi, who was our guide in Sibiu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For our living she brought us very good food, soup and salad, and she also help us to buy the most clever things a traveller could have moving all around east Europe: the Balkan Flexi Pass. It's really useful coz not all the people working in the train understood yet how does it works so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A word is enough to the wise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/414050750293003426-3352896292441746813?l=letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/feeds/3352896292441746813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/03/apold-romania-to-sibiu-romania.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/3352896292441746813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/3352896292441746813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/03/apold-romania-to-sibiu-romania.html' title='Apold (Romania) to Sibiu (Romania)'/><author><name>Fab &amp;amp; Vale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14161773102646686113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SY_w2JpNbqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cwo7RlpKD4g/S220/avatar_8564.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/Sbl7tbAJOVI/AAAAAAAABRo/JRR4JSDYWLU/s72-c/DSC_2497.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414050750293003426.post-8949443585786318000</id><published>2009-03-06T14:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T15:30:25.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cluj-Napoca (Romania) to Apold (Romania)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SbK7DN8LJII/AAAAAAAAA9o/WpuUcwhbJB4/s1600-h/DSC_2207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SbK7DN8LJII/AAAAAAAAA9o/WpuUcwhbJB4/s200/DSC_2207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310512574579287170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Distance: 113Km by train&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Departure : 13/02/09&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrival : 13/02/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had been travelling with two romenian couple, on the way we shared pictures and smiles, some apples for us...a gift for the travellers full of positive energy, a gesture able to touch our souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SbmBSUmrjuI/AAAAAAAABTw/Yo0SU3eHdXI/s1600-h/DSC_2257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SbmBSUmrjuI/AAAAAAAABTw/Yo0SU3eHdXI/s200/DSC_2257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312419387228786402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Once in Sighisoara, a small medieval village with colorfull houses, we had a rest in an italian restaurant and after we hitchhike...to Apold were we met David and other people. We visited a marvellous old church and had a rest in an old house self-managed, CasApold. Sarah and Christina choosed to create an ecologic hostel, a place to develop some cultural and social actions...You can contact them &lt;a href="mailto:apold244@gmail.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/414050750293003426-8949443585786318000?l=letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/feeds/8949443585786318000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/03/cluj-napoca-romania-to-apold-romania.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/8949443585786318000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/8949443585786318000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/03/cluj-napoca-romania-to-apold-romania.html' title='Cluj-Napoca (Romania) to Apold (Romania)'/><author><name>Fab &amp;amp; Vale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14161773102646686113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SY_w2JpNbqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cwo7RlpKD4g/S220/avatar_8564.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SbK7DN8LJII/AAAAAAAAA9o/WpuUcwhbJB4/s72-c/DSC_2207.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414050750293003426.post-9038001048966766808</id><published>2009-02-12T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T08:49:03.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Budapest(Hungary) to Cluj-Napoca(Romania)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZSS91VjFSI/AAAAAAAAAhA/PhsE3hoTFbs/s1600-h/DSC_1908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302024252309050658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZSS91VjFSI/AAAAAAAAAhA/PhsE3hoTFbs/s200/DSC_1908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Distance : 472 km by bus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Departure : 06/02/09 at 14:00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Arrival : 06/02/09 at 23:00&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get from Budapest to Cluj was a long way but, lucky, this time Orangeways allowed us to use the toilet ! From the gara to the house we had to take a taxi (wic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;h is a common thing in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Romania but less usual for us!) and we had a turn around Cluj: big city, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;more attractive with a dail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;y light than in night time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZ69f3xsr_I/AAAAAAAAAjk/dOfaJmfdxdM/s1600-h/DSC_2014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304885766335016946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZ69f3xsr_I/AAAAAAAAAjk/dOfaJmfdxdM/s200/DSC_2014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Razvan, our hoster, lives with his mother and the granmother, all the family is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;acquainted with languages, botanic stuff and...they know how to cook the best Romanian food that we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; ever had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The first day was sunny, we could enjoy a walk in the forest and met Kri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;stina. In the evening we had a creative party with other couchsurfers: a warm welcome for the travellers! All the people were making some handicrafts because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Razvan and Kristina are preparing a second Homemade Fair in April... You can get more information about it on Razvan blog, really nice project !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://homemadefair.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 123px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYR-sGVABxQ/STbMEQrU6qI/AAAAAAAAAMc/OXVrHGYbEOE/S600/hm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZ6-soyY-QI/AAAAAAAAAjs/qAKpEXI8PG0/s1600-h/DSC_1949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304887085161314562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZ6-soyY-QI/AAAAAAAAAjs/qAKpEXI8PG0/s200/DSC_1949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We spent almost all the time of our days in Cluj at home. Ana, the granmother, thought us how to make socks, how to cook some Romanian stuff and, when I was sick, she took care of me only like a grandmother is able to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We could also record her talking about her life:an oral history interview about a migrant's life who moved from Latvia to Germany and settled in Romania, between the Second World War and the communist dictaturship...really interesting and impressive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZ6_h2nBIiI/AAAAAAAAAj0/BMdHSaoJFPA/s1600-h/DSC_2154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304887999404778018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZ6_h2nBIiI/AAAAAAAAAj0/BMdHSaoJFPA/s200/DSC_2154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graziana, her doughter, is also an amazing woman. Before our leave they made us a beautiful present - a card with poems and a language book for learning Romanian...really kind of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your hospitality...we will never forget it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;During these 7 days in Cluj, we met also David (brother of Elias, the Rohr family) and Szende. On our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;first night with Razvan he said "Yes! I know David and he will be there tomorrow night!" ... things like this can happen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Everything was connected and inevitable ... Vale's camera arrived at David house (Olivier sent it from Austria to Romania and also another parcel with chocolate,merci!!!!!) and at last we recovered it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-624b82b7ef6a17b8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D624b82b7ef6a17b8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330247932%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1111EDF60F2F208A91A85FC3322AD4535DA1801C.398C1FCF74F9397851302C18D99B1713CE59E378%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D624b82b7ef6a17b8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5lo8qQIccdqJd4ZchRbhyqDIvl8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D624b82b7ef6a17b8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330247932%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1111EDF60F2F208A91A85FC3322AD4535DA1801C.398C1FCF74F9397851302C18D99B1713CE59E378%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D624b82b7ef6a17b8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5lo8qQIccdqJd4ZchRbhyqDIvl8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We were planning to move to Sighisoara, a medieval town located 100km from Cluj, but Vale stayed 2 days in bed with a strong fever ... after that We could reach David in Apold, a small village 15 km away from Sighisoara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;A piece of story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/414050750293003426-9038001048966766808?l=letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=624b82b7ef6a17b8&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/feeds/9038001048966766808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/02/budapesthungary-to-cluj-napocaromania.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/9038001048966766808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/9038001048966766808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/02/budapesthungary-to-cluj-napocaromania.html' title='Budapest(Hungary) to Cluj-Napoca(Romania)'/><author><name>Fab &amp;amp; Vale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14161773102646686113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SY_w2JpNbqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cwo7RlpKD4g/S220/avatar_8564.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZSS91VjFSI/AAAAAAAAAhA/PhsE3hoTFbs/s72-c/DSC_1908.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414050750293003426.post-8413864642169290769</id><published>2009-02-11T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T08:41:39.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A shape...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZNPzF71KqI/AAAAAAAAAdI/e9O1qNziZ2s/s1600-h/DSC_1724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZNPzF71KqI/AAAAAAAAAdI/e9O1qNziZ2s/s200/DSC_1724.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301668925530253986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; It's already &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3 weeks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;that we are on the way to India and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;slowly slowly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;take &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;forms  ... It is difficult &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; to implement our project, we are passing through various &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;daily life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;s, families, works, studies and other occupations. It is in this context that we are trying to build these stories. Day after day we find out that contributions are often spontaneous and that we become more sensitive to each sharing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; All things have a story *...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; You can find some creations and contributions collected during the meetings in the album &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.fr/letsshapheourstories/Creations#"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CREATIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; * In connection, a short video explaining the life cycle of objects ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.storyofstuff.com/international/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 106px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZNNPBjaxVI/AAAAAAAAAdA/9UMHuV4sCJw/s200/story+of+stuff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301666106855572818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;THE STORY OF STUFF with Annie Leonard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/414050750293003426-8413864642169290769?l=letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/feeds/8413864642169290769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/02/shape.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/8413864642169290769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/8413864642169290769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/02/shape.html' title='A shape...'/><author><name>Fab &amp;amp; Vale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14161773102646686113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SY_w2JpNbqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cwo7RlpKD4g/S220/avatar_8564.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZNPzF71KqI/AAAAAAAAAdI/e9O1qNziZ2s/s72-c/DSC_1724.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414050750293003426.post-4943106761473330929</id><published>2009-02-11T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T08:52:34.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intersections...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZMBcHZkT7I/AAAAAAAAAU8/fHxwWagBh4k/s1600-h/DSC_1089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZMBcHZkT7I/AAAAAAAAAU8/fHxwWagBh4k/s200/DSC_1089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301582768879456178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Before to leave we organised, with 2 associations (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.images-seconde.com/"&gt;Images Seconde&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.manoalia.org/"&gt;Manoalia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;) a photographies exhibition in Fosses (France) with a collectif called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Intersection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You can find more information on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.intersections-photo.org/"&gt;www.intersections-photo.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now we would like to export this exposition to different countries...so we choose to continue promotion everywhere...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/414050750293003426-4943106761473330929?l=letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/feeds/4943106761473330929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/02/intersections.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/4943106761473330929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/4943106761473330929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/02/intersections.html' title='Intersections...'/><author><name>Fab &amp;amp; Vale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14161773102646686113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SY_w2JpNbqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cwo7RlpKD4g/S220/avatar_8564.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZMBcHZkT7I/AAAAAAAAAU8/fHxwWagBh4k/s72-c/DSC_1089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414050750293003426.post-7491849529160323158</id><published>2009-02-10T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T13:16:52.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wien (Austria) to Budapest (Hungary)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZH9HOO5NRI/AAAAAAAAAQc/9vz4jg4XK7o/s1600-h/DSC_1693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZH9HOO5NRI/AAAAAAAAAQc/9vz4jg4XK7o/s200/DSC_1693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301296536913261842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Distance : 243 km by bus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Departure : 0 3/02/09 at 14:00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Arrival : 03/02/09 at  17:00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Travel with Orangeways : nice free hot drinks… less nice cannot use the toilet on the bus(wich is common in this route !!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Once in the city, we house in a flat not so far from the center were easy-going people welcomed us in a friendly way, we met Oliver and Bianca, but th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;owner,Bàlint, wasn't here...  After less t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hen half an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hour we were already cooking pasta for them and chatting about how to spend our time in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Budapest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZIFIZHhyyI/AAAAAAAAASI/kY79zFBqYYw/s1600-h/Panorama+sans+titre1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 94px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZIFIZHhyyI/AAAAAAAAASI/kY79zFBqYYw/s400/Panorama+sans+titre1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301305353108048674" border="0" /&gt;,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We walked all around the city and enjoyed a bird's-eye view of it from Citadella.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The last night in the house we met other c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ouchsurfers fro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;m Canada and France.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It was really interesting a meeting with one flatemate, Bàlint, who gave us the possibility to record him playing the guitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A piece of story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZSLbWAvNQI/AAAAAAAAAgY/fF8dLolfVWw/s1600-h/DSC_2141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZSLbWAvNQI/AAAAAAAAAgY/fF8dLolfVWw/s200/DSC_2141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302015963203319042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZSQoJk7S8I/AAAAAAAAAgg/PZ2EOFz4nII/s1600-h/lesco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZSQoJk7S8I/AAAAAAAAAgg/PZ2EOFz4nII/s200/lesco.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302021680761883586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bianca said us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; a maxims about food in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Hungary, "Pe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ople &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;what ever they find all around the house!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least we didn't try Hungarian food,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but she gave us the recipe of Hungarian "Ratatouille" called Lecsó,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it looks like good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZMGRjg1HuI/AAAAAAAAAVE/aqsEG52oDkI/s1600-h/DSC_1876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZMGRjg1HuI/AAAAAAAAAVE/aqsEG52oDkI/s200/DSC_1876.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301588085005688546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Softly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;by Bàlint Takàcs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://manoalia.free.fr/templateblog/dewplayer.swf?mp3=http://manoalia.free.fr/templateblog/SoftlybyBalintTakacs.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF&amp;quot;" width="200" height="20"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="dewplayer.swf?mp3=http://manoalia.free.fr/templateblog/SoftlybyBalintTakacs.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/414050750293003426-7491849529160323158?l=letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/feeds/7491849529160323158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/02/wien-austria-to-budapest-hungary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/7491849529160323158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/7491849529160323158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/02/wien-austria-to-budapest-hungary.html' title='Wien (Austria) to Budapest (Hungary)'/><author><name>Fab &amp;amp; Vale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14161773102646686113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SY_w2JpNbqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cwo7RlpKD4g/S220/avatar_8564.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZH9HOO5NRI/AAAAAAAAAQc/9vz4jg4XK7o/s72-c/DSC_1693.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414050750293003426.post-728062586296554103</id><published>2009-02-08T13:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:11:03.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rohr im kremstal (Austria) to Wien (Austria)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZCdcmAc2lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/3nP0XSchZ1Q/s1600-h/DSC_1676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZCdcmAc2lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/3nP0XSchZ1Q/s200/DSC_1676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300909875979410002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Distance : 170km by hitchhiking                       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Departure : 02/02/09 at 11.00                       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Arrival : 02/02/09 at 13h00 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To go from Rohr to Wien was quite easy : we travelled with a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; german man, Hanz, until the airport and from there a train to get to the center...fortunatly we had bought a ticket ...someone check it !!!             &lt;/span&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ones in Wien  we have been looking for a bar with wi-fi but it wasn't easy to find so we decided to stop in a small place called  GRILL CAFE « FANTASY »... a place to descover...a piece of est-europe...     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZC4DNl1E-I/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZW7aqZsbIqk/s1600-h/DSC_1133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZC4DNl1E-I/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZW7aqZsbIqk/s200/DSC_1133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300939126742520802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Came back to Olivier and Moona house was nice, I had such a good feeling, I felt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; like « go back home »... it was a warm welcome  for the second time ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Olivier is a person wich you can share the silence with, someone able to let you feel comfortable without say so many words...just with simple gestures and their house talk about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It is a small flat very well setted, a place where the lack of space is not a problem...just a way to share more in semplicity. Even if he was working on his thesis we could share nice moments : meals, documentaries, music and interesting conversations.     During these days just one problem couldn't leave me : Fabien and him were acting like in a french movie, french was the cheese, french the humor, in french the conversations...pfffff...a real nightmare without a way out !!! fortunately, after two months  in France I'm strong enought to survive in this kind of environment !!!(ça c'est ne pas vraie, j'aime bien la France!)     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZC6xs_AQyI/AAAAAAAAAEk/umL4u4bNedg/s1600-h/DSC_1127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZC6xs_AQyI/AAAAAAAAAEk/umL4u4bNedg/s200/DSC_1127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300942124466848546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It was a pity that we couldn't spend time also with Moona because the first feeling when we met her was positive: pretty and lively girl, with a good humor and spontaneous in the way to be.      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I want to cook more for them and walk in natural place...share a path...maybe in INDIA ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A piece of story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Olivier sent us a track played with his handmade didgeridoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://manoalia.free.fr/templateblog/dewplayer.swf?mp3=http://manoalia.free.fr/templateblog/Tournolive_bamboufibre_bleu.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF&amp;quot;" width="200" height="20"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="dewplayer.swf?mp3=http://manoalia.free.fr/templateblog/Tournolive_bamboufibre_bleu.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/414050750293003426-728062586296554103?l=letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/feeds/728062586296554103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/02/rohr-im-kremstal-austria-to-wien.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/728062586296554103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/728062586296554103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/02/rohr-im-kremstal-austria-to-wien.html' title='Rohr im kremstal (Austria) to Wien (Austria)'/><author><name>Fab &amp;amp; Vale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14161773102646686113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SY_w2JpNbqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cwo7RlpKD4g/S220/avatar_8564.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZCdcmAc2lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/3nP0XSchZ1Q/s72-c/DSC_1676.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414050750293003426.post-7559899241257472364</id><published>2009-02-08T13:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T12:27:15.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wien (Austria) to Rohr im kremstal (Austria)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZCZ7HNNLhI/AAAAAAAAADc/9nb-i-x67L4/s1600-h/DSC_1145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZCZ7HNNLhI/AAAAAAAAADc/9nb-i-x67L4/s200/DSC_1145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300906002240843282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Distance : 170km by hitchhiking                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Departure : 28/01/09 at 14h                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arrival : 28/01/09 at 21h30                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Particular sign : We start hich- hicking and close us there was a woman who was looking at us laughing ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;To arrive to Rohr was really hard but, at the same time, a funny adventu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;re. We start to hitchhicking outside the last metro stop on th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;e U4 ( Hütteldorf). Thinking that Rohr was near « St. Pölten » we wrote &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;down this name on the sign and just after 10 minutes the first van stop.&lt;br /&gt;We got on it and in one hour the driver, Oliver who was ending his shift at work, drop us off  in a caffe near the highway A1 coz thanks to him we found out that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our destination was much more far than how we tought at the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; beginning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZPoLmJW2OI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/8CR6GvTRHcE/s1600-h/DSC_1151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZPoLmJW2OI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/8CR6GvTRHcE/s200/DSC_1151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301836472261204194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;«Ansfelden » was written on our second hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;made indication, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;after a walk under&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;After 3 hours standing outside a petrol station asking ourself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;why people were laughing reading our 3rd sign , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;we could get  on a car and this time our driver, Harald, who was already in late to reach his family, decided to bring us to our destination and in half hour we could be there !                                   Once there we met the family, we had a nice hot pumpkins soup and we could sleep like children in a confortable bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZSEdPFy44I/AAAAAAAAAgA/SBBjFS9PbpQ/s1600-h/DSC_1537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZSEdPFy44I/AAAAAAAAAgA/SBBjFS9PbpQ/s200/DSC_1537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302008299123827586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Christian is painter and works in an artistic and educational workshop in a cultural center called &lt;a href="http://www.kuk-linz.at/"&gt;KUNST UND KULTUR&lt;/a&gt;. Cathy&lt;br /&gt;is also a social worker. We &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;talked a lot about arts, travels, cooking...&lt;br /&gt;They have a really open mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Our days in Rohr were really cool : long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;walk in natural places, ski, good food and nice conversations with our hosters. We had shared so many things with all of them, we felt like at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;home...we was at home.One evening we made indian food for everybody and was fu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;nny an Elias (the youngest son) sentence : «I feel like a guest...I feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;like at home » ...well, what to ask &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;more ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZSGBvIHjBI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Fmv-Xy-JM2A/s1600-h/IMG_8740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZSGBvIHjBI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Fmv-Xy-JM2A/s200/IMG_8740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302010025710423058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;We spent there 4 days and say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;goodbye to them wasn't easy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Cathy made for us a nice bag with nuts and dried apples for the trip and Christian left us near the A1 at the petrol station for hich-hike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;It was strong ...  we will come back there, it's sure !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/414050750293003426-7559899241257472364?l=letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/feeds/7559899241257472364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/02/wien-austria-to-rohr-im-kremstal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/7559899241257472364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/7559899241257472364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/02/wien-austria-to-rohr-im-kremstal.html' title='Wien (Austria) to Rohr im kremstal (Austria)'/><author><name>Fab &amp;amp; Vale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14161773102646686113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SY_w2JpNbqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cwo7RlpKD4g/S220/avatar_8564.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZCZ7HNNLhI/AAAAAAAAADc/9nb-i-x67L4/s72-c/DSC_1145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414050750293003426.post-7911559352088413198</id><published>2009-02-08T13:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T03:23:39.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prague (CZ) to Wien (Austria)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZCZFXzX_JI/AAAAAAAAADM/10bV1jPrAGE/s1600-h/DSC_1020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZCZFXzX_JI/AAAAAAAAADM/10bV1jPrAGE/s200/DSC_1020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300905078982966418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Distance : 346Km by bus           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Departure : 25/01/09 at 10h30                            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Arrival : 25/01/09 at 15h30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:30 - Bus Station Florenc - Prague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Back to the bus station Florenc in Prague to take a bus to Brno and Vienna in Austria to join ... We take the pleasant beau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ty of a campaign Austrian ground black coal mixed with white light snow cover by green when a fragile and timid in this season. We cross the Danube. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The buildings are replacing the trees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;15:30 - LANDSTRASSE Station - Vienne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;    Here we are in Vienna, Austria feet. Little time to soak. The head elsewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Olivier &amp;amp; Mona, near the station Hütteldorferstrabe line U3 (orange). French and Austrian, this young couple we suggested we host a few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;    U2 line (red) to reach line U3 (orange). It does not look very complicated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;    16h - Ocean's 14 - Hütteldorferstrabe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZCZlfz8iYI/AAAAAAAAADU/0WhPUcWHtKk/s1600-h/DSC_1029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZCZlfz8iYI/AAAAAAAAADU/0WhPUcWHtKk/s200/DSC_1029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300905630888659330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Small break in a bar to find an internet point and take 2 beers ... Olivier joins us, they live in 2 steps. 3rd Floor, Gateway says a lot, India work here, too ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mona welcomes us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up after a good night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This young couple is very welcoming and symphatique. We often talked about India, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;also have a certain attachment to this country and after several trips there, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;they would also like to go by road ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Olivier is very sensitive to manual work, he carried out various &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;things that I let you discover on his blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://panipio.over-blog.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 58px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZQCfXcz7FI/AAAAAAAAAdg/K5giJh7nMKE/s320/headerolivier.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301865399215975506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ballads in the streets of Vienna ... and pasting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Intersections &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;stickers. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZQC7ErMTII/AAAAAAAAAdo/dDPdc0QPeuw/s1600-h/DSC_1090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZQC7ErMTII/AAAAAAAAAdo/dDPdc0QPeuw/s200/DSC_1090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301865875212356738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mona &amp;amp; Oliver advises us to go "Der Wiener Deewan" a small Pakistani restaurant ... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; We pay what we want and the food is very good. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; "Good food, good mood" were tested and approved! &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Unfortunately not have not had the pleasure of sharing more with Mona, who has absent from our &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; passage in Vienna. We leave Olivier but just for a few days because we are going to have to get back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The camera of Vale&lt;/span&gt;*, forgotten in the car of Kris in France ... it was sent here by mail. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namashkar Oliver &amp;amp; Mona!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;The camera of Vale* : a long story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/414050750293003426-7911559352088413198?l=letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/feeds/7911559352088413198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/02/prague-cz-to-wien-austria.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/7911559352088413198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/7911559352088413198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/02/prague-cz-to-wien-austria.html' title='Prague (CZ) to Wien (Austria)'/><author><name>Fab &amp;amp; Vale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14161773102646686113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SY_w2JpNbqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cwo7RlpKD4g/S220/avatar_8564.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZCZFXzX_JI/AAAAAAAAADM/10bV1jPrAGE/s72-c/DSC_1020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414050750293003426.post-5756688976105990011</id><published>2009-02-08T13:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T11:33:21.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pragua (CZ) to Jablonec nad Nisou (CZ)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZCSkSDraeI/AAAAAAAAACs/9BsJlpXTrrs/s1600-h/DSC_0685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZCSkSDraeI/AAAAAAAAACs/9BsJlpXTrrs/s200/DSC_0685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300897913435285986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Distance : 105km by bus                                        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Departure : 22/01/09 at  9.45&lt;br /&gt;Arrival : 22/01/09  at  11.00&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;         &lt;p  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At Jablonec n. Nisou bus station a funny face with big blue eyes was waiting for us. His name is Vaclav, Marie's husband, they was our second host&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ers. Jablonec is a small village in the dinstrict of Liberec, 100km far from Praha, near the border&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; with Poland and Germany.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZCS_xv-ojI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Lfq8jsgBSGQ/s1600-h/DSC_0652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZCS_xv-ojI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Lfq8jsgBSGQ/s200/DSC_0652.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300898385799062066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;                  &lt;p face="verdana"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p face="verdana"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Overthere we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;could enjoy winter’s sport, breath pure air and...play like kids with kids. If one wants to get inside the culture of a country the best way is to be hosted by families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first good aspect is connected with the food: in a family is possible to taste delicious local dishes very well don&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e and also learn how to make them.Another aspect is people's knowledges about local sites and the possibilities to visit them easily. After that one could talk about all other kind of human sharing otherwise difficult to live. &lt;/span&gt;         &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZCX0ZF7K-I/AAAAAAAAAC8/rW2kGMlnl9U/s1600-h/DSC_0777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZCX0ZF7K-I/AAAAAAAAAC8/rW2kGMlnl9U/s200/DSC_0777.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300903687759801314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We had a great time overthere.&lt;br /&gt;It was cool me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;et the 3 years old family's nepew , Kacenca, with whom we played for two days and it was also nice visit an elementary school in the village and play on the snow with so many kids. A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;n interesting moment was the meeting with Ivana Houserová, a glass designer also teacher in a local school. Thanks to Vaclav we could reach her house and visit her workshop. It was nice talk with her about so many different argouments and see the light in her eyes when she was telling us about the glass and the feeling that this material give to her. Ivana is a charming woman...We'd like to know her better...and lern more about her art.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZCYJTgV5II/AAAAAAAAADE/5aDOL1XgMEM/s1600-h/DSC_0961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZCYJTgV5II/AAAAAAAAADE/5aDOL1XgMEM/s200/DSC_0961.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300904047037244546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The last nice things we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; could do in Jablonec was drive small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; planes made by Vaclav. We felt him really  proude of his creations and anxious to show us how them works... he was like a child in a grandfather's body... great !!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the bus station he waited the bus living before to go...simply lovely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A piece of story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZR4k-eOi3I/AAAAAAAAAfg/nZWg2Wd-mco/s1600-h/drak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZR4k-eOi3I/AAAAAAAAAfg/nZWg2Wd-mco/s200/drak.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301995237962320754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;How to make a kite...by Valclaz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He used it to play with children of the school of Jablonnec during the summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Recipes for czech "knedlik" and "strudel"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZRwspzhnaI/AAAAAAAAAfI/3J0etvJO_ts/s1600-h/knedlik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZRwspzhnaI/AAAAAAAAAfI/3J0etvJO_ts/s200/knedlik.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301986573760437666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Czech "knedlik" (dumpling):&lt;br /&gt;0,5 kg hrube mouky&lt;br /&gt;lzicka soli&lt;br /&gt;1 vejce&lt;br /&gt;drozdi (cca 5g)&lt;br /&gt;mleko&lt;br /&gt;spetku soli&lt;br /&gt;2 rohliky nebo housky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Smichame mouku, vejce, vykynuty kvasek, nakrajene rohliky (housky), mleko, sul a vypracujeme tuzsi testo. Po vykynuti vytvorime 2 valecky a varime 15-20min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZRxmEO8rWI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/FMzMsCq301M/s1600-h/DSC_0810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZRxmEO8rWI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/FMzMsCq301M/s200/DSC_0810.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301987560107322722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Strudel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;40 dkg hladke mouky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;8 lzic vody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1 lzice octa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;25 dkg tuku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2 vejce, spetka soli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vypracujeme testo a dame odpocinout pod kastrol.&lt;br /&gt;Rozdelime na 3 dily, kazdy vyvalime na obdelnik a naplnime nastrouhanymi jablky, pocukrujeme, poprasime skorici a pridame rozinky.&lt;br /&gt;Stocime strudel a dame peci.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Have a pleasant journey!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bon voyage!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Stastnou cestu!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yours sincerely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Marie &amp;amp; Vaclav&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To get recipes in english clic here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/414050750293003426-5756688976105990011?l=letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/feeds/5756688976105990011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/02/pragua-cz-to-jablonec-nad-nisou-cz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/5756688976105990011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/5756688976105990011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/02/pragua-cz-to-jablonec-nad-nisou-cz.html' title='Pragua (CZ) to Jablonec nad Nisou (CZ)'/><author><name>Fab &amp;amp; Vale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14161773102646686113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SY_w2JpNbqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cwo7RlpKD4g/S220/avatar_8564.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZCSkSDraeI/AAAAAAAAACs/9BsJlpXTrrs/s72-c/DSC_0685.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414050750293003426.post-6406415127175162733</id><published>2009-02-08T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T11:39:19.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paris (France) to Pragua (CZ)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZCRwiHedQI/AAAAAAAAACU/wAUSD92K1wk/s1600-h/325871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZCRwiHedQI/AAAAAAAAACU/wAUSD92K1wk/s200/325871.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300897024392983810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Distance : 1045km by bus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Departure : 19/01/09 at 16h &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Arrival : 20/01/09 at 5h30              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Particular sign :                    Rainbow on the road                    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;« We know the way » written on truck in highwaystation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left a londoner's weather at the bus station in Paris (after all, in this part of the world there aren't big mood differencies !!!) but soon, once on the highway, an amazing rainbow led off to our trip.          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZCR_E4M5cI/AAAAAAAAACc/PBLmzvJMBN0/s1600-h/DSC_0489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZCR_E4M5cI/AAAAAAAAACc/PBLmzvJMBN0/s200/DSC_0489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300897274242328002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Once in Praga we had the marvellous idea to have breackfast at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the bus station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and we  decide to get a taste of local food. The shape was nice, round like a full moon, and the smell also but in a while we found out one of the rules of the travellers :  &lt;br /&gt;NEVER TASTE SOMETHING UNIDENTIFIED AT 5 .45 IN THE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; MORNING...you will keep it with you for a long long time.          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Our hoster has been waiting us at home until we finished our first tour all around a periferic area in Praga...ya, we got lost once there but, also in this case, we learn something called  the 2nd rules of the traveller :    &lt;br /&gt;IF SOMEONE GIVE YOU WRITTEN INDICATION ABOUT HOW TO REACH HIS HOUSE MAKE SURE TO READ IT !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZCSOie-35I/AAAAAAAAACk/1NUWIbuoMqI/s1600-h/DSC_0511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZCSOie-35I/AAAAAAAAACk/1NUWIbuoMqI/s200/DSC_0511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300897539887652754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyway, After those two nice experiences everything took       another colour : during the day nice hikes all around the Czech   capital city and, in the evening, relaxing dinner at home with our hoster, Eliska.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was funny to be in a unknown house and do things that one usually do in daily life like cooking, take a shower, wash clothes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eliska welcome us in a marvellous way...no words to thanks her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A piece of story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we left Pragua, Eliska sent us a marvelous draws of Vale...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZRFkZTkDnI/AAAAAAAAAeg/ubqPbfUAvbQ/s1600-h/tree_meditation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZRFkZTkDnI/AAAAAAAAAeg/ubqPbfUAvbQ/s200/tree_meditation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301939152892464754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Tree meditation by Eliška Hejduková&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/414050750293003426-6406415127175162733?l=letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/feeds/6406415127175162733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/02/paris-france-to-pragua-cz.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/6406415127175162733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/6406415127175162733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/02/paris-france-to-pragua-cz.html' title='Paris (France) to Pragua (CZ)'/><author><name>Fab &amp;amp; Vale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14161773102646686113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SY_w2JpNbqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cwo7RlpKD4g/S220/avatar_8564.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SZCRwiHedQI/AAAAAAAAACU/wAUSD92K1wk/s72-c/325871.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414050750293003426.post-2855625954467910968</id><published>2009-02-08T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T15:22:57.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The project...</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face  {font-family:"Cambria Math";  panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4;  mso-font-charset:0;  mso-generic-font-family:roman;  mso-font-pitch:variable;  mso-font-signature:-1610611985 1107304683 0 0 159 0;} @font-face  {font-family:Calibri; 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They will give their views on the usefulness of a travel book, more importantly; they can contribute and testify in their own authentic way, and thus enrich this meeting between travelers and local. This project will build a route of the rhythm of the cultures and know-hows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Who?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;MANOALIA , an association based in Chaumontel (France) consisting of fifteen members, including two members that travel presently- Valentina Barraco and Fabien Leclaire,  who are the ambassadors of the project. All people that get interested in the project during their journey and can devote some time to involve in it, and have some time to contribute to the project in any way, are considered participants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;An interactive journal, a blog for publication and exchange of information with various content: (articles, interviews, photographs, films, comments ...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;How?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Collecting any kinds of artistic and/or personal contribution - letters, draws, paints, musical compositions, writings, oral stories, etc. - that interprète the meeting of différent cultures to talk about the meeting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Promoting exchanges between different cultures ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Promoting local artists and artisans ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Valuing creation and artistic expression of every types;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Introducing  local people, met during the trip, to a  project of creating a place for exchange and creation;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Contacts :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Email : &lt;a href="mailto:contact@manoalia.org"&gt;contact@manoalia.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Site : &lt;a href="http://www.manoalia.org"&gt;http://www.manoalia.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/414050750293003426-2855625954467910968?l=letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/feeds/2855625954467910968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/02/our-project.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/2855625954467910968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414050750293003426/posts/default/2855625954467910968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsshapeourstories.blogspot.com/2009/02/our-project.html' title='The project...'/><author><name>Fab &amp;amp; Vale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14161773102646686113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pJW4P_KEKwo/SY_w2JpNbqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cwo7RlpKD4g/S220/avatar_8564.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
