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      <title>Kupang Traditional Market</title>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 12 Sep 2015 07:44:35 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Where are you from?&amp;rdquo; they ask us. &amp;ldquo;Where is your home in America?&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;How long was your flight?&amp;rdquo;  It is difficult to answer and it is hard to explain in our few basic phrases. Our home has been only the boat for more than five years and  San Francisco, California is written on the transom, so it&amp;rsquo;s the best answer we can offer.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I think the true answer may come when I start to feel homesick. It&amp;rsquo;s the big latte at Cafe Fanny on a cold Saturday morning. It&amp;rsquo;s the vegan yuba roll ups at the Berkeley Whole Foods Market, eaten in the car after making it through the busy store. It&amp;rsquo;s the endless vegetables at the Berkeley Bowl. It&amp;rsquo;s the carne asada tostada salad at Picante Taqueria. It&amp;rsquo;s Acme bread&amp;rsquo;s big round walnut loaf worth the long lines at the Mountain View farmer&amp;rsquo;s market. It&amp;rsquo;s the roast beef sandwich I crave from Whole Foods. It&amp;rsquo;s that smell in the air in the Penny Ice Creamery. It&amp;rsquo;s the dark chocolate salt caramels at Recchiuti. Maybe home is the San Francisco Bay Area after all.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Taken for a Ride</title>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 11 Sep 2015 03:52:01 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;Nobody likes getting ripped off and, for whatever reason, it hurts me on a personal level. At the end of the day I feel that the money I have paid was worth the service I received, but I was seriously chaffed by the way I was treated.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When I arrived on the beach here in Kupang, I had just about no information about how to proceed through clearance. I had read the few sparse pages in our guidebook, and had one additional number to call for a local agent. I had already paid an agent for our CAIT (AU$260) and 60 day Social Visas (AU$280 for four of us). And when the local agent here approached me on the beach and asked for US$150 I said &amp;ldquo;too much.&amp;rdquo; She insisted that this was the standard rate, and no matter how much I negotiated I was in a weak bargaining position and felt forced to concede to her rate. I later found that even the US$100 I was asking for, was more than the going rate.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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