Follow Lizzy as she travels the world, conquering fears, experiencig life with the locals, and drinking from the fountains of youth! Or, stick around to hear about her experiences in cultural intergration in the never regions of deepest Asia, Europe, and the rest of the world, and experience the with her the trials and tribulations of international travel.
As bus rides goes this wasn't so bad. The three of us basically had the back of a mini bus to our selves and some very nice eye candy of a French boy to look at. Couldn't really complain. Majority of the way was on sealed roads until we reached Sanoul, a disgusting little grim place that severs as an interchange, then the roads turned into a usual dust bowl.
posted by Lizzy @ 9:50 pm
Follow Lizzy as she travels the world, conquering fears, experiencig life with the locals, and drinking from the fountains of youth! Or, stick around to hear about her experiences in cultural intergration in the never regions of deepest Asia, Europe, and the rest of the world, and experience the with her the trials and tribulations of international travel.
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