<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26626067.post116501254411839064..comments</id><updated>2009-12-22T03:46:20.847+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments on Tales of a Peacock: Baths and engagements</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesofapeacock.blogspot.com/feeds/116501254411839064/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26626067/116501254411839064/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesofapeacock.blogspot.com/2006/12/baths-and-engagements.html'/><author><name>Grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04456758745078103506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26626067.post-116509578823120854</id><published>2006-12-02T23:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T23:43:00.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'>You mean for 20 JD I can sit in a sauna with 20 ha...</title><summary type='text'>You mean for 20 JD I can sit in a sauna with 20 half-naked women?  What a country!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26626067/116501254411839064/comments/default/116509578823120854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26626067/116501254411839064/comments/default/116509578823120854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesofapeacock.blogspot.com/2006/12/baths-and-engagements.html?showComment=1165095780000#c116509578823120854' title=''/><author><name>D-String</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114096903365578373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://talesofapeacock.blogspot.com/2006/12/baths-and-engagements.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26626067.post-116501254411839064' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26626067/posts/default/116501254411839064' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26626067.post-116506736057147715</id><published>2006-12-02T15:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T15:49:00.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhh, what a day.  You forgot to mention the part ...</title><summary type='text'>Ahhh, what a day.  &lt;BR/&gt;You forgot to mention the part when they scrubbed our faces with a loofah made of horse hair - which resulted in yours truly having a near asthma attack. &lt;BR/&gt;The Turkish Bath experience was certainly refreshing, but I think I've had enought of being in a steamy hall with tonnes of naked women in a continually dripping wet state.  Blah.&lt;BR/&gt;But..the ultra-traditional Zarqa</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26626067/116501254411839064/comments/default/116506736057147715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26626067/116501254411839064/comments/default/116506736057147715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesofapeacock.blogspot.com/2006/12/baths-and-engagements.html?showComment=1165067340000#c116506736057147715' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://talesofapeacock.blogspot.com/2006/12/baths-and-engagements.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26626067.post-116501254411839064' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26626067/posts/default/116501254411839064' type='text/html'/></entry></feed>