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	<title>Comments on: Asia: How to Drive&#8230;and Survive</title>
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		<title>By: Mariza</title>
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		<dc:creator>Mariza</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 13 Dec 2008 09:44:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>gosh that is so true!!!...driving in Bali is so much fun (still challenging but much relaxing than driving in Jakarta)!!! LOL</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>gosh that is so true!!!&#8230;driving in Bali is so much fun (still challenging but much relaxing than driving in Jakarta)!!! LOL</p>
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		<title>By: Andi Vicky</title>
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		<dc:creator>Andi Vicky</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 09 Aug 2007 01:58:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Sure you will feel happy that you only have drive experience  in Denpasar, Makasar or other city Indonesia because if you have to drive in Jakarta you will think that Denpasar (or other city) driver is very polite.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sure you will feel happy that you only have drive experience  in Denpasar, Makasar or other city Indonesia because if you have to drive in Jakarta you will think that Denpasar (or other city) driver is very polite.</p>
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		<title>By: Scribetrotter</title>
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		<dc:creator>Scribetrotter</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 06 Aug 2007 13:57:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>That is priceless! It reminds me of a harrowing drive through Burma years ago, when traffic drove on the right, but most cars were imported from Japan - with steering wheels also on the right (in case you&#039;re having a moment of confusion, in North America and Western Europe, we drive on the right - and steering wheels are on the left so you can what&#039;s coming towards you).

I recall an amazing drive from the plains of Bagan up the mountains to Inle Lake, with the driver sitting at my right. He would pull out into oncoming traffic, whip around to look at my face - and if I turned pale with terror, he quickly pulled back in. A calm demeanor meant he could pass - on an uphill blind curve, usually.

Of course I rode the bus back down - even though a tire fell off on a mountain edge, at least the steering wheel was where it was supposed to be...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>That is priceless! It reminds me of a harrowing drive through Burma years ago, when traffic drove on the right, but most cars were imported from Japan &#8211; with steering wheels also on the right (in case you&#8217;re having a moment of confusion, in North America and Western Europe, we drive on the right &#8211; and steering wheels are on the left so you can what&#8217;s coming towards you).</p>
<p>I recall an amazing drive from the plains of Bagan up the mountains to Inle Lake, with the driver sitting at my right. He would pull out into oncoming traffic, whip around to look at my face &#8211; and if I turned pale with terror, he quickly pulled back in. A calm demeanor meant he could pass &#8211; on an uphill blind curve, usually.</p>
<p>Of course I rode the bus back down &#8211; even though a tire fell off on a mountain edge, at least the steering wheel was where it was supposed to be&#8230;</p>
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