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		<title>A year in retrospect</title>
		<description><![CDATA[This morning, I turned on my Mac to emails and messages from well wishers on my birthday. I believe that for both men and women alike, as we get older, birthdays get harder. Whether because the novelty wears off after the first decade or so, or because like New Year&#8217;s Eve, it&#8217;s a time for [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Beijing. It&#8217;s never long enough.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It&#8217;s been one of those turbo-charged productive days. I&#8217;ve been sitting in front of the computer for goodness knows how long. The thing with being a very outdoorsy kind of girl is that even if my day has been uber productive, if I haven&#8217;t been outside.. I feel like I haven&#8217;t done a thing. So.. [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.evaychan.com/blog/2010/beijing-its-never-long-enough/</link>
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		<title>Claudia and Anson’s Engagement – [Yangshuo destination photography]</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It was the first day of school. He shifted his weight in his seat and fiddled with his pen, waiting for the professor to walk in. His eyes scanned the room before resting on an attractive, raven-haired girl seated several rows in front. A girl who was playing with a PSP under the table. &#8220;Hmph.&#8221; [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.evaychan.com/blog/2010/claudia-and-ansons-engagement-yangshuo-destination-photography/</link>
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		<title>xi&#8217;an, siblings and terracotta warriors</title>
		<description><![CDATA[A quick entry tonight. I am thoroughly exhausted and half asleep The Chans are reunited! My wonderful brother met up with Melissa and I in Xi&#8217;an on Sunday night, along with two of our friends from Hong Kong. Our dynamic duo is now a rabble of travelers. We are at a funky hostel in Xi&#8217;an [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.evaychan.com/blog/2010/xian-siblings-and-terracotta-warriors/</link>
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		<title>Chongqing, 3 Gorges, Wuhan update</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Time has flown by in a blink of an eye. Traveling in a country as massive as China can often feel like a whirlwind, particularly when you&#8217;re backpacking. Sprawling cities abruptly end and the colorful patchwork countryside of rice paddies and orchards begin without suburban transitions. From the window of trains, buses and ships, it [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.evaychan.com/blog/2010/chongqing-3-gorges-wuhan-update/</link>
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		<title>Adventures in Sichuan</title>
		<description><![CDATA[They say that gourmet cuisine is in China, but the flavor is in Sichuan. This western province boasts pandas, the most beautiful Chinese girls (literally referred to as &#8220;la mei zi&#8221; or spicy girls) as well as some of the most jaw dropping scenery. In the northern part of the province, every other turn of [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.evaychan.com/blog/2010/adventures-in-sichuan/</link>
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		<title>Lost on Mt. Everest</title>
		<description><![CDATA[This is going to be one of those blog entries that I hope my mother never reads. It&#8217;s being written as a faithful account of my time in Tibet, but I&#8217;m not particularly proud of the events that happened. And before I go on, let me also say that I&#8217;m really not trying to dramatize [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.evaychan.com/blog/2010/lost-on-mt-everest/</link>
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		<title>From Lhasa, with love</title>
		<description><![CDATA[There are certain pros and cons about traveling alone in Tibet. Pro: you might hop on the back of a truck en route to a monastery, meet a bunch of Amdo pilgrims and get taken under their wing. Con: you might also wake up every morning to a pounding migraine, realizing your lips are tinged [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.evaychan.com/blog/2010/from-lhasa-with-love/</link>
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		<title>Great expectations</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I feel like someone has replaced my brain with cotton. There is a distant buzzing, which through my exhaustion I realize is my alarm clock, and I force myself out of my cocoon of blankets. I am severely sleep deprived and have gotten about 8 hours in the last 2 days. But I can&#8217;t complain. [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.evaychan.com/blog/2010/great-expectations/</link>
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		<title>Sorority girl</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Five years ago, I found myself standing in front of a door. Salsa music and the sound of sixty girls&#8217; chatter and laughter floated from inside, and outside was me peeking in, trying to decide whether going through this whole stupid &#8220;sorority-thing&#8221; was worth the trouble. It had been a hard semester. I was struggling [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.evaychan.com/blog/2010/melissa/</link>
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