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Internet Router Wrecks Havoc on eBlog An Asante router, one of the few capable of handling internet traffic to and from both Mac and PC, was found to have mysteriously ceased to function last week. "I have no idea why it failed" said the owner, Michael Pollard of San Diego, "We returned from Europe, and I was about to post notes on our travels through the Czech Republic and Germany, when we discovered that we could no longer connect both of our computers to the internet". Mr Pollard's said the notes for his eBlog covered some ten days of travel. "Its not just the Europe trip. We will be spending this weekend in Idyllwild at The Art Alliance of Idyllwild's 7th Annual Art Walk and Wine Tasting. The notes on that trip will be delayed also." Exactly when the router would be repaired was unknown. "Its still under warranty so its been sent back to the manufacturer" said Mr Pollard "However they no longer make that model, so we don't know whether it can be repaired".

Busting Out Lose yourself or find yourself: you have to know what you're travelling for, writes Robert Dessaix. "Not long ago in Paris (where I was travelling to explore a particular kind of emotional landscape I can't find at home) I chanced upon a superb exhibition of photographs by Henri Cartier-Bresson, one of my favourites. I was little interested in the technical side to his photography, or in the social realities of Spain in the '30s or Russia in the '50s. I was simply curious to know why I found them so beautiful, despite the utter banality of the moments depicted. (And, God knows, travel is mostly made up of utterly banal moments.) Then it struck me. Like a thief on a bicycle, Cartier-Bresson seizes an instant of self-awareness in his subjects as he passes, or at least an awareness of the unrepeatability of the given moment - a priest hurrying along a country road in full regalia, laughing boys leaping off a wall, ecstatic faces in the crowd at the Coronation - against a timeless, classically structured background. Perhaps that's how we should travel. Perhaps inadvertently Cartier-Bresson hit on the secret of how to fit all those hours, days, even weeks of sitting about on drab railway-stations, in drab hotel-rooms and drab restaurants into a larger picture we will remember as illuminatingly beautiful." MORE->

Kid From The Bush Finds Her Voice "Van Loon's gritty tale of drugs, despair and teenage runaways is set in a truck stop in the Central West of NSW where the teenage protagonist fries chips, fills the Coke fridge and pie-warmer and hides from the law." MORE-> Hardly the stuff of legend but Dubbo, now that place does ring a bell in my past.