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		<title>Merry Insmas</title>
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String up the lights and light up the tree
We&#8217;re going to make some revelry
Spirits are high, so I can tell
It&#8217;s Christmas time in Hell.
&#8220;When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter; I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.&#8221; (You know that the State of California has a home invasion law [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://insom.com/archives/2009/12/25/merry-insmas-2009/</link>
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		<title>Merry Insmas</title>
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It&#8217;s Christmas in Heaven
There&#8217;s great films on TV
The Sound of Music twice an hour
And Jaws I, II, and III.
Last Friday, Smalley totally dressed me down for wishing someone a Merry Christmas. I told him I thought we were supposed to say that, and he was like, &#8220;You&#8217;re supposed to say &#8216;Happy Holidays.&#8217; It fosters an [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://insom.com/archives/2007/12/25/merry-insmas-3/</link>
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		<title>Ik ben een engel: Amsterdam</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I stayed in Amsterdam over four months ago now, so it took me quite awhile to get around to writing this, even by my very relaxed backblogging habits.
The widely-recognised symbol for Amsterdam is the three crosses XXX, which despite a natural inference by most people doesn&#8217;t refer to the city&#8217;s sex industry, but to the [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://insom.com/archives/2007/04/30/amsterdam/</link>
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		<title>Gib mir das Bier: St Goar, Berlin, Hamburg</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Returning to Germany, the first overnight stop was a town in the Rhine Valley called St. Goar.  We tasted a range of white wines, including reisling and ice wine, none of which is really my thing, but I&#8217;m happy enough to be seen as refined.  Extensive graffiti in the long wooden tables in [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://insom.com/archives/2007/02/10/stgoar-berlin-hamburg/</link>
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		<title>Du bist heiß: Liechtenstein and Lucerne</title>
		<description><![CDATA[In an increasingly integrated Europe, border crossings seem to be a thing of the past.  Crossing into the tiny principality of Liechtenstein, which is run somewhat as a region of Switzerland in areas like currency and customs, you are crossing into neutral, non-EU territory and dudes who technically might want to actually see your [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://insom.com/archives/2007/01/19/liechtenstein-lucerne/</link>
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		<title>Ach, mein Thirsten: Munich</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Our first stop in Germany was the Olympic city, Munich.  After a perfunctory look at some kind of historic church we all made a bee-line for the Hofbräuhaus, the enormous Bavarian beer establishment that everyone had been raving about for days.  I myself had only heard the name talked about, not seen its [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://insom.com/archives/2007/01/08/munich/</link>
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		<title>Ich bin ein Wiener: Vienna</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Our hotel in Vienna was a treat&#8212;spacious rooms, spa and pool facilities, and even volleyball and squash courts, but unfortunately for me, no squash-playing equipment (or indeed anyone against whom to play), which was a shame because I had been hanging out for a game, and indeed for any physical activity whatsoever that could have [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://insom.com/archives/2006/12/29/vienna/</link>
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		<title>I&#8217;m-a gonna win: San Marino and Venice</title>
		<description><![CDATA[On the way to Venice, we stopped by the Republic of San Marino for just a couple of hours.  San Marino is a small enclave of Italy, the size of a town, that has somehow avoided being annexed by Italy over the years that all of the other small states on this peninsula were. [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://insom.com/archives/2006/12/26/san-marino-venice/</link>
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		<title>Mamma mia: Rome and Vatican City</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Our first day in Rome, we awoke at the crack o&#8217; dawn in an attempt to beat the crowds that would inevitably have amassed at the Vatican Museum if we didn&#8217;t bust a move.  To say that we had beaten a crowd would definitely be a lie&#8212;the line already stretched around the block shortly [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://insom.com/archives/2006/12/26/rome-vatican/</link>
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		<title>Let&#8217;s-a go: Florence</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Florence was another city that I enjoyed more at night than during the day.  This is simply because we arrived at night and I wasn&#8217;t hung over yet.
When a Contiki bus arrives in a city, it almost seems as though the local boganry has been pre-warned that a lot of foreign talent is going [...]]]></description>
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