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We had a breakfast of rice and shrimp at the train station, then went to the War Museum. We got lost trying to find our way back to our hotel, but finally gave up and hailed a cab. Crossing the street is quite an adventure. There doesn't seem to be any rhyme or reason to the traffic; it's more organic, like the flow of corpuscles in the blood stream.
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Posted with Blogsy
Fun, fun!!
Posted by: Girl | 02/22/2013 at 07:46 AM
It's pretty crazy, all right!
Posted by: Darby roach | 02/22/2013 at 12:27 PM
wow.
Posted by: craig | 02/22/2013 at 08:12 PM
how's your bike?
Posted by: craig | 02/22/2013 at 08:23 PM