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    <title>Tropski koralni paradiz &#x2014; Gili Meno, West Nusa Tenggara, Indonesia</title>
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        <b>Gili Meno, West Nusa Tenggara, Indonesia</b><br /><br />Prepotreben dopust na dopustu, po dopustu...<br><br>En teden razvajanja v turkizni vodi, bambusovem bungalovu na plazi, dobri hrani in z vsem kar sodi zraven.<br><br />
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    <title>Udaipur &#x2014; Udaipur, Rajasthan, India</title>
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    <pubDate>Tue, 02 Jun 2009 03:13:26 -0400</pubDate>
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        <b>Udaipur, Rajasthan, India</b><br /><br />video<br />
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    <title>finale Vietnama &#x2014; Dien Bien Phu, Vietnam</title>
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    <pubDate>Tue, 10 Feb 2009 08:05:23 -0500</pubDate>
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        <b>Dien Bien Phu, Vietnam</b><br /><br />Ni cajta, ni cajta pisat bloga. Trenutno lahko povema samo to, da sma v takih rovtah na severu Vietnama, da bi se se posast izza devetih gora in devetih voda zgrozila in rekla: " Pa gdje ja to zivim?".<br><br>Velik zaostanek v blogu je nastal zaradi problemov z virusi na foto disku, predvsem pa v pomanjkanju cajta. Rada jema in raziskujema. In tukaj so "foody" nebesa... Boma nadoknadila v Avstraliji. Se prej pa v Laos!<br><br>LP, midva<br />
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    <title>Za novo leto v Bangkok &#x2014; Bangkok, Thailand</title>
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    <pubDate>Tue, 30 Dec 2008 13:05:10 -0500</pubDate>
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        <b>Bangkok, Thailand</b><br /><br />Tukaj je noro - kot prvo, ni vec ekskluzivno vegetarijanske hrane (jema samo meso, predvsem pujsa), zelo je cisto, efektivno mesto, ljudje so zelo nasmejani (dejansko"Land of smiles").<br><br><br><b><i>Pa vesele praznike in Srecno novo leto!</b></i><br />
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    <title>Indijski meni - Indian menu &#x2014; Karwar, Karnataka, India</title>
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    <pubDate>Mon, 22 Dec 2008 10:10:37 -0500</pubDate>
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        <b>Karwar, Karnataka, India</b><br /><br />In India there is not a question of context, like in Chinglish, but the funny side of misspelling and the word's new meaning. Let your mouth water...<br><br><b><i>(Fotke se izbirama, kmalu / Photos will be added soon)</i><br></b><br>SANDWITCH = SANDWICHICHES = SANDSWICH = SANDIWICH<br>HARSH BROWN POTATO<br>MUSELI<br>BATTER TOAST<br>LEMONANA<br>SPAGHETY<br>BURGER = BARGER = BERGER<br>SPAGHETTI MEET BALL SAUSE<br>SPAGHETTI MEET SAUSE<br>FIRED CHICKEN (our num one, still deciding whether the chicken was burnt, spiced up or sacked)<br>FISH BINS EINCHILADA<br>PENNE POMADOLA<br>PIZZA ALL VADULI<br>MAXICAN FOOD<br>VEDURY ALL-FORNO<br>PLAIN BURSKETA<br>FREASH JUICE<br>CAPUBINO<br>BANANA FILTER<br>CHOCOLATE BOOL WITH NET (this one is a complete mistery, even today. We don't dare to order)<br>HELLO TO THE QUEEN (spelling is ok, but ...)<br><br>*Thanks for your again*<br>*Pleace Visit Again*<br />
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    <title>Reflections on India &#x2014; Karwar, Karnataka, India</title>
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    <pubDate>Mon, 22 Dec 2008 10:03:26 -0500</pubDate>
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        <b>Karwar, Karnataka, India</b><br /><br />As you've figured out by now, we have mostly explored Rajastan. After five weeks of northern classical India we needed huge break from it all; a lot of sightseeing, sensory overload (colours, smells, sounds). We enjoyed it a lot and had a good time and it was no hassle at all. Now we are taking it really easy on the beaches of Karnataka.<br><br>We entered India at Sunauli; it took us seven hours on a cramed local bus from Pokhara (Nepal). Half bus of backpackers, another half locals with bags and chicken ... It was even more suicidal road than the one to Chitwan: rocks, landslides, dirt roads, sometimes a part of the (so called) road missing. Better to sleep than to look out of the window. At the border there was first (fist)fight for us, rikshaw customers. Unforgetable entering India.<br>We proceeded to Varanasi, afterwards New Delhi, where we were grounded for couple of days due to the effects of Incredible India - diarhoea. After Agra to much anticipated Rajastan. We discovered and are now following the new "Bible". Not only Lonely Planet exclusively but also Trains at Glance (perhaps only Robert will understand, but nevertheless).<br><br>We haven't encountered this kind of air polution anywhere. In China the air was outstanding compared to India. New Delhi was terrible, but we literally escaped from Jaipur. That was probably the main reason why we didn't like this city (except for the famous red facades). And our favourite cities? Varanasi was absolutely great - India at its best, Jodhpur in blue, peaceful Jaisalmer in the desert, Udaipur and Pushkar both white on the lakesides.<br>Few days after 26/11 we went to Mumbai; we had no intention going there after what had happened. But we had no choice since all the trains were booked weeks in advance. For the whole western coast! So we took a sleeper bus, stayed two days in Mumbai and then through Goa/Madgaon to Gokarna in Karnataka. We deserved a holiday badly, especially after one of the worst sleeping experiences ever: a hotel with bloodsucking bedbugs (we were ripe for a shrink the following morning).<br><br>What we like here:<br>- haggling<br>- toilets (after Mongolia and China this is heaven)<br>- thali (all you can eat)<br>- reading menus (for details see the food post)<br><br>What we adore:<br>- unimaginable quantities of lassis<br>- coconut chopped in front of you, sucking it dry with a straw adding a touch of local rum ...<br>- spotting dolphins: "iiiiiiii iii iiiii" (remember Andie MacDowell in Hudson Hawk?)<br><br>What we hate:<br>- bedbugs<br><br><br><i><b>"And now for something completely different" - Truelife bedtime stories:<br><br>Tina and the Cow<br></b>Tina is taking pictures of the cow.<br>Near-by-vendor: "One picture, 100 Rupees."<br>Tina: "I'll send a cheque to the cow directly."<br>Near-by-vendor: "No, I'll go to the market and buy her food."<br>Tina: "No, I'll take her to dinner."<br>Near-by-vendor: "haha.. joke free..."<br><br><b>Hour after hour on the camel</b> <b>safari<br></b>Camelman: "Ok?"<br>Us: "Yes."<br>Camelman: "Welcome."<br><br><b>At the Gents Beauty Parlour</b><br>Matej: "I want a haircut."<br>Barber: "Yes."<br>Matej: "Very short."<br>Barber: "Hair and shaving?"<br>Matej: "No, no, no. Only haircut."<br>Barber: "No shaving ... Ah, self-service."<br><br><b>On the Train</b><br>"Chai chai chaiiiiii, coffee nes, chicken lollipop, samosi samosiiiiii, pani pani paniiiii!"<br><br><b>Learning the species</b><br>10 PM, hotel, Mumbai<br>Matej: "Look, baby cockroach."<br>Tina: "?"<br>2 AM<br>"Bedbugs, bedbugs, they feed on our blood!!!! Shiiiit, they're all over!"<br>The rest of the night was spent with a light on, one eye always open.<br><br><b>29/11/08</b><br>Paying homage to 007 visiting Octopussy's Lake palace (today *****hotel). We used the ultimate Bond gadget - paddle boat. When approaching the island, security motorboat stopped and escorted us to safe distance. They saw right through our genius disguise, and just in time (for we were going top speed) prevented suicidal pedolino attack on the island ...<br><br><b>We're not having magic mushrooms</b><br>On the TROPICAL BEACH. More COWS than humans, secretly chewing your T-shirt while you're taking a swim. CROWS chasing crabs. White-headed EAGLES in the sky. FROG joining the dinner (not as a dish).<br> <br></i><br />
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    <title>Mumbai - Bombay &#x2014; Mumbai (Bombay), Maharashtra, India</title>
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    <pubDate>Wed, 10 Dec 2008 13:00:50 -0500</pubDate>
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        <b>Mumbai (Bombay), Maharashtra, India</b><br /><br />V dneh tik po teroristicnem obleganju mesta, sva ga morala preciti na poti proti jugu. Racunala sva, da bo Mumbaj po napadu najbolj varno indijsko mesto. Ko sva opazovala dogajanje v tej metropoli in brala casopise, sva ugotovila, da so stvari na zalost precej drugacne. Policijske patrulje in cestne blokade so ze bile povecane, predvsem okoli znamenitosti in dragih hotelov, na letaliscu in postajah. A kaj, ko so policaji opremljeni z bambusovimi palicami !! (namesto s pendreki); strelno orozje ima 1 na 400, vsi ki imajo orozje, pa ga ne znajo uporabljati, le 1/10 dobi ustrezno solanje, ki je kao predrago. Najboljse opremljeni specialci so uporabljeni kot varnostniki za politike in "wanabe VIP". In potem se cudijo, da se jim dogajajo take grozote (v vesolje pa posiljajo nepredstavljivo drage misije).<br><br>Bombay je sicer popolnoma drugacni indijsko mesto. Precej drazje, cisto, sprosceno, brez krav na cestah, z dobrimi restavracijami, zanimivim kolonialnim neogotskim izgledom (center) in stevilnimi slumi (kjer zivi 50 % prebivalstva). Vredno vsaj kaksne tedna, ob drugi priliki. <br><br><i>*v italijanski gelateriji sva si privoscila pregresno drag sladoled. Dve porciji v sladkih kornetih sta stali 160 rupij (2.6 eur), kot doma. Sladoled je bil res vrhunske (albanske - siptarske) kvalitete, a za kepico na ulici drugje v Indiji bi dala 6-10 rupij, za lucko okoli 10 rupij. 10 x drazje . To je Mumbai. No ja, najina prijatelja sta se pred leti pregresila s sobo v razvpitem mumbajskem hotelu Taj Mahal za 300 $ /noc. Najine pregrehe so skromne, a vredne cele dobre vecerje za oba. Tudi v Mumbaju. <br><br>* iz najdrazjega hotela v Indiji do sedaj (2x drazje, brez lastne kopalnice, pac Mumbaj) sva morala pobegniti, ker so naju cisto pozrle stenice, ki jih je mrgolelo v vseh sobah. Se dva dni kasneje sva jih pobirala iz nahrbtnikov. Golazen!! Drugje pa se scurkov skoraj ni videt.</i><br />
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    <title>TAR &#x2014; Jaisalmer, Rajasthan, India</title>
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        <b>Jaisalmer, Rajasthan, India</b><br /><br />V Jaisalmeru je glavni biznis "prodaja" kameljih safarijev v puscavo. imela sva sreco, da anju je ze prvi dan v mestu nagovoril Kheta, kamelji vodic iz 40 km oddaljene vasi, in nama ponudil tocno to kar sva zelela za 50 % nizjo ceno kot hoteli ali agencije (50 % je seveda njihova organizacijska provizija). Zdelo  se nama je v redu,da dama denar direkt v roke izvajalcu, pa se poroka v vasi se je obetala. Kar je vedno zanimivo. <br><br>Prvi dan sva se z lokalnim busom odpeljala v Khetova vas na poroko, nasledji dan pa za tri dni s kamelami v puscavo. Glavnina porocnega obreda se je razvlekla globoko v noc (3 ali 4 zjutraj), ker so zenin in svatje prisli iz oddaljene sosednje vasi. Slavje je bilo seveda do zaobljube strogo loceno na moski in zenski del. Udelezila sva se moskega in z zanimanjem opazovala 17-letnega zenina, okrasenega kot novoletna jelka. Dobesedno. Slavnostna oblacila, posebni turban in utripajoce lucke okoli vratu do prsi. V temi je to bil pravi light show. Da pa zenin zdrzi dolgotrajno ceremonijo, ga zakadijo z opijem. Res je deloval nepremicno, brez mimike, se hranili so ga svatje. Ce je ucinek opija drzal do usodnega "DA", ne vema, ker sva utrujena ze zaspala. Je zenin zomgel reci DA ali predramljen celo NE? Saj je vseeno, poroke so se vedno v glavnem dogovorjene. Presenetljivo tudi pri visokokastnih brahminih, financno neodvisnih in izobrazenih. Grozljive kulturne in familijarne tradicije ter pricakovanja. Poroka in otrok sta zenit zivljenja? Stran od teh razmisljanj so naju v spanec pospremili zensko petje in spremljava hipnoticnih bobnov. <br><br>Tar je bil drugacen kot sva pricakovla. Zelo porascen z grmicevjem, kaktusi, tudi drevesi. Bolj polpuscavsko kot puscavsko, nekaksna mesanica avstralskega busha in mehiske pustinje. Vmes pa ogromno cisto pravih pescenih sipin. Nenavadna kombinacija. Zato naju med drugim to okolje tako [privlaci. Predvsem pa naju je presenetilo zivljenje. Gazel sva videla vec kot v mongolskih stepah, pa lisic, ujed, kuscarjev, skarabejev, tudi kaco sva videla. Udomacenih koz, goveda, kamel je seveda tudi na pretek. <br><br>Posamezni dan tridnevnega safarija je izgledal nekako tako: zajtrk, jahanje kamel, kosilo pod drevesom, vedno pri sipinah, ponovno jahanje, caj, vecerja (na sipinah). Pomembno je prenocevati blizu vrha ali na vrhu sipin, zaradi kac in skorpijonov, ki se plazijo po travi in rastju. A jih v tem hladnejsem obdobju naj ne bi bilo. Na safariju sva imela vsak svojo kamelo in eno tovorno ter tri vodice, kuharje, animatorje. In Najpomembnejse - puscavo zase. nobenih turistov, ker naju je Kheta odpeljal v obmocje, kjer razen lokalcev, zivine in divjadi ni nikogar. Pa ponoci popolna tisina, primerljiva morda samo s podvodno. Pa se tam ti pritisk vode na bobnice ustvarja rahlo sumenje. V puscavi pa tisina boli. Mazohisticno. Nocnega  neba raje ne omenjava. <br><br>Po vecerji so nama najini "camel meni" ob ognju prepevali radzastanske pesmi, za instrumente pa uporabili kar palstenke, palice...Koncu vsake pesmi je sledil se prevod in pojasnilo izvora pesmi, priloznosti, ob katerih se poje. Vecinoma vsebinsko zalostinke, mati poje hcerki, ki se bo porocila dalec stran. melodija pa niti ni tako zalostna. Ali pa o muslimanskih vojscakih, ki so ob vodnjaku ugrabili najlepso hindujsko mladenko. Ko sva bila midva na vrsti, da zapojeva slovensko pesem, za katero meniva da najbolje poznava besedilo (Zarjavele trobente), sva ugotovila, da sva ze predolgo zdoma. Besedilo sva kar sproti krpala in improvizirala, da je le melodija tekla. Na Kitajskem sma na veceru karaokto isto pesem suvereno zapela. A to je bilo avgusta. Brez skrbi. Stajerscina se kako laufa, kljub vlki uporabi anglescine. Upama, da se to bere tudi na blogi. MIJA SMA Z RADIZELA!<br />
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    <title>na dopustu &#x2014; Karwar, Karnataka, India</title>
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        <b>Karwar, Karnataka, India</b><br /><br /><b>zaenkrat ostajava tukaj pod palmami...</b><br />
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    <title>Barvam naproti &#x2014; Jodhpur, Rajasthan, India</title>
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    <description>360 stopinj - cez puscave, drn in strn</description>
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        <b>Jodhpur, Rajasthan, India</b><br /><br />Indija je pisana. S sariji, turbani, zelenjavnimi trznicami, zacimbami. Tina bi rekla, cez barvne fasade Rajastana jih ni. Tako sedaj romava od roznatega Jaipura, preko svetega in barvitega Puskarja, v modri Jodpur in pesceni Jaisalmer. Barve v puscavi so tako nasponane , da bolijo oci. Ocitno so pomanjkanje zelenja nadomestili z intenziteto drugih odtenkov. Barve imajo nekaj verske simbolike, zivljenjske (rojstvo, poroka, smrt=bela), nekaj pa je tudi cisto prakticne rabe (modra fasada prijetno hladno deluje v poletnih +45 st.).<br> <br>Pocasi se priblizujema pravi puscavi -Tharu. Kot je ze razvidno iz naslova bloga in jasno vsem tistim, ki naju bolje poznate - puscava je pac najin raj na zemlji. Ce so zraven se muslimani, toliko boljse. Ko sva prisla v Ajmer in slucajno zasla v muslimanski predel mesta v pretezno hindujskem okolju, sva takoj ugotovila, kaj nama je do sedaj manjkalo. Vec mosej in klicov muezinov, muslimanske hrane (meso, gril...), drugacen temperament. Pa nama ni do sedaj nic prevec manjkalo. Se nama je zdelo. V Indiji ni problem biti vegetarijanc, veliko je dobre hrane, a meso je meso. In ko gres po ozki ulici, ki vsa disi po grilu in kebabih... Tina je prisegla, da noce vec videt ovcetine (po Mongoliji). Ko je zavohala grilane jagnecje raznjice, je snedla vse obljube. Jaz sem pa itak non-stop lacen.<br><br><b>Modro mesto - Jodhpur</b><br>Jodpur naju ni razocaral tako kot pinki  Jaipur. Mesto je res modro, fasade so indigo. V najstarejsem brahminskem delu srednjeveskega jedra sva se utapljala v modrini. Utrdba lokalnega maharaje na hribu sredi mesta je tocno taka kot si vsi radi predstavljamo srednjeveski grad-utrdbo. Neosvoljivo. Nedostopno. Danes seveda prvokategorna palaca -muzej z vstopnino, ki nama je ni bilo zal. <br><br>Pri nakupovanju hladne pijace sva spoznala Riko in Anila, ki imata trgovino z zacimbami. Pritegnila sta naju  z nevsiljivostjo, prijaznostjo, razgledanostjo in zanimivo ambicioznostjo. Riki sva pomagala z nekaj idejami za privlacnejso trgovino, Tina pa se je v njeni kuhinji naucilanekaj osnov indijske hrane (omake, razlicni kruhki-chapati, naan, roti; raita, zacimbe).Anil za Rikini trgovino tudi cele noci pripravlja mesanice zacimb in jih  pakira za prodajo (mesanice za meso, zelenjavo, rizote, krompirjeve jedi, caj...).  Pri njima sva tudi vedno pila najboljsi indijski masala caj. Anilova mesanica ok. 6 zacimb je perfektna; si predstavljate pravi crni caj skuhan v mleku in zacinjen s scepcem te mesanice (cimet, ingver, klincki, kardamon, crni poper!)? Kot ponavadi ne moreva domov brez zacimb. doma se takih mesanic, tudi po 20 zacimb, pac ne dobi. Ker se ne greva domov, pac paket po posti. Njam.<br><br><b>Zlato mesto - Jaisalmer<br></b>Puscavska prestolnica je v celoti iz "zlatega" pescenjaka. Samo urbana oblika ga loci od okoliske puscave. Tukaj sva naletela na novo odprti hotel in za sobo s kopalnico placala 2.5 eur. Udobje terase z restavracijo in zabavnim menedzerjem je bilo toliksno, da po zajtrku kar nisma zmogla zapustiti domacnostnega okolja.Samo posedala in klepetala sva do zgodnjega popoldneva. Vec dni. Pa se super domaca zival je delala druzbo - zelvak Misri, ki se je setal med nami in nam jedel hrano iz rok. Dobil pa sem tudi indijsko ime - vzdevek: Takla Ji = Kratkolasi "gospod". Tina pa je itak indijsko ime. <br><br><b>Belo mesto - Udaipur</b><br>Najbolj si ga bova zapomnila po Octopusy. V pravljicnih palacah v mestu so namrec snemali Agenta 007 z Rogerjem Moorom. Ob eni vecerji na terasi sva si ogledala DVD film, ki je jasno del standardne ponudbe. Ceprav je mesto v polpuscavi, je njegova glavna znamenitost otok s palaco sredi ogromnega jezera. Ker so bile tja organizirane tour voznje predrage, sva najela pedolino. Ko sva se z njim priblizala Beli palaci (5* hotel), se nama je hitro pridruzil policijski patruljni coln, naju "pregnal" in se nekaj casa spremljal. To je bilo dva dni po napadih v Mumbaju. Razumljivo je povecano varovanje, ampak teroristicni napad dveh belih turistov v samomorilskem pedolinu?! Ziher je ziher.<br />
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