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		<title>Home sweet home&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It&#8217;s all gone quiet&#8230;oh so quiet.  Travel blogs tend to once travellers get home.  
What is there to write about once you get home?  All of a sudden I wasn&#8217;t seeing new things every day, taking pictures, having adventures.
Well, not in the same way.
But it has certainly been an adventure coming home.
The [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Glasgow</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It was always going to be a rollercoaster.
Imagine the joy seeing your family for the first time in a year.  Imagine the amazement watching your niece feeding herself, walking and talking, when she was just 7 months old last time you held her.  Imagine the joy rediscovering your own city, a city you [...]]]></description>
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		<title>San Francisco (photos added)</title>
		<description><![CDATA[My last stop before home.
Better make it a good &#8216;un.
I was excited to reach San Francisco.  As well as being a vibrant and interesting city, I would be meeting up with Bill, my travel buddy from north-west China.  Within an hour of dumping my bags, he&#8217;d picked me up at the hotel and [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.jacsjourney.com/?p=152</link>
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		<title>Jac&#8217;s Journey</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The end is nigh.
People are walking about wearing sandwich boards, handing me leaflets.
It really is almost over.
It’s impossible to describe this trip in a few glib words.  How can I even begin to describe a year spent living my dream?
It’s maybe worth going back to why I wanted to travel in the first place.
Around [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.jacsjourney.com/?p=153</link>
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		<title>Los Angeles</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Hollywood.  Beverly Hills.  Bel Air.  Santa Monica.  These place names are so familiar to me that it seems impossible I’ve never been to any of them before.
Arriving into LA, I was greeted by sunshine, warmth and loud Californians.  Before I’d got my bearings outside the terminal building, I’d been overwhelmed [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.jacsjourney.com/?p=151</link>
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		<title>Fiji</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Fiji.  Nestled in the middle of the South Pacific.  It makes me think of the Musical, the bottled water, exotic islands and coral atolls in an expanse of warm, tropical ocean.  I’ve always had a dreamy image of the South Pacific in my mind’s eye.  
Having arrived, I didn’t know the [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.jacsjourney.com/?p=150</link>
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		<title>Northland (photos added)</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Because of its odd shape, North Island looks deceptively small on the map.  Driving from one end to the other, I realised this deception first hand.
Heading north from Rotorua, I couldn’t resist lunch in Hamilton; from Hamilton, Scotland to Hamilton, New Zealand; I couldn’t pass it by.  A large, commercial city, it took [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.jacsjourney.com/?p=149</link>
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		<title>Windy Wellington to &#8216;Windy&#8217; Rotorua</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I knew it was time to leave South Island, but still couldn’t fully accept it.  Ace Rentals were expecting me to turn up with my car at some point, but I considered a quick call to extend by a day or two.
‘I could just take a quick swing by Marlborough wine country.  They [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.jacsjourney.com/?p=148</link>
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		<title>Abel Tasman</title>
		<description><![CDATA[My blogs about South Island have been dripping with superlatives.  I can’t help it.  Shortly after arriving into New Zealand, I read some tourist literature that said New Zealand was sometimes called the last place on earth, because it was so remote, but that Kiwis preferred to think it was nature saving her [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.jacsjourney.com/?p=147</link>
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		<title>The Eve of the Olympics</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I’m half a world away in New Zealand, but today, my thoughts are in Beijing for the start of the Olympics.
When I was in Beijing in October, the countdown clock was excitedly ticking the days down from 330.  Here’s a picture when I was in Guilin – at 195 days.  Now, the countdown [...]]]></description>
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