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THAILAND | Sun, 1 Jun 2008 | By jfernandes | Views [1394]
29th-30th May 2008 Finally, I am out of Bangkok. Stephen and I travelled by bus and ferry to an island called Koh Chang, which is an island in Eastern Thailand. The island was a convenient stopping off point for a couple of days before entering ... Read more >
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