<?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-20143754</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:18:41.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tm-rp</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tm-rp.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20143754/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tm-rp.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Inde</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20143754.post-114829636629599778</id><published>2006-05-22T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T04:12:46.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5537/970/400/race_card.jpg" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Holy shit. 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Bitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20143754-114829636629599778?l=tm-rp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tm-rp.blogspot.com/feeds/114829636629599778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20143754&amp;postID=114829636629599778' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20143754/posts/default/114829636629599778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20143754/posts/default/114829636629599778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tm-rp.blogspot.com/2006/05/holy-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>Inde</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20143754.post-114799705379791763</id><published>2006-05-18T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T17:04:13.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Specifics! 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Just did not have the time.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20143754-114799705379791763?l=tm-rp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tm-rp.blogspot.com/feeds/114799705379791763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20143754&amp;postID=114799705379791763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20143754/posts/default/114799705379791763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20143754/posts/default/114799705379791763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tm-rp.blogspot.com/2006/05/specifics-sometimes-i-look-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Inde</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20143754.post-114095883921316564</id><published>2006-02-26T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T05:00:39.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1681/1943/200/DSC03065.jpg" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1681/1943/200/DSC03028.jpg" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;We came into Salvador, Brazil and heard nothing about how dangerous it was: how twelve year olds would kill us and cute kittens would give us rabies! This was not the case at all though. People in Brazil were very friendly and while &lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1681/1943/200/DSC03085.jpg" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand"/&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1681/1943/200/DSC03156.jpg" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand"/&gt;Salvador was big on tourist shopping, it didn't seem like people were out to get us!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The second day in Brazil, I flew to San Paulo and then to Manaus to go to the Amazon. We boarded our boat and it was much smaller than I thought (26 people &lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1681/1943/200/DSC03164.jpg" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand"/&gt;sleeping in an area not much bigger than my room on the Explorer...all in hammocks touching both people at your &lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1681/1943/200/DSC03196.jpg" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand"/&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1681/1943/200/DSC03219.jpg" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand"/&gt;sides at night because of closeness). The first day started with Giant Lilly pads and a short &lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1681/1943/200/DSC03234.jpg" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand"/&gt;trek. We saw some monkeys playing in the trees. 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I threw them off the raft with a girl (swung them) and put them on my shoulders and jumped and they flew in the air. The kids had fun and so did we. Next we &lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1681/1943/200/DSC03316.jpg" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand"/&gt;went up to their village and met the village doctor and some other cool things. That night we had a luau with fireworks, tiki torches, and great food on what seemed to be a private island.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1681/1943/200/DSC03317.jpg" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand"/&gt;The last day we took another jungle trek, getting lost on this one (yes now I can say I've been lost in the Amazon Rain Forest). When we got out we went to another village of Caboclo. They showed us how they tap rubber trees and how they use that rubber to makes things. 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