Prepend {{ site.baseurl }} to all post_url tags

Fixes #7.

travels/_posts/2010-01-20-venky-calling.md

@@ -46,7 +46,7 @@ So coming back to my cousin Prit, he wanted to take one of these 24 hour package
 tours, and since he didn't have any company, he asked me if I'd like to join
 him. Remember that I have been without a job for about 20 days now, and a casual
 observer will say that I have all the time in the world to do this trip. But if
-you have read [my previous post]({% post_url 2010-01-18-alvida-bangalore %}),
+you have read [my previous post]({{ site.baseurl }}{% post_url 2010-01-18-alvida-bangalore %}),
 you know that I have no time AT ALL for this trip. Then again, if you know me,
 you would know that I am not one to say no to any trip. So long story short, I
 conveniently set aside all my prior commitments and gave two thumbs up to Prit.

travels/_posts/2010-02-01-varanasi.md

@@ -39,7 +39,7 @@ are discriminated against, and especially in such a brazen manner. But I had
 promised Prit's mom that I would make a small
 [Puja](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Puja_(Hinduism)) worth 51 Rupees at the
 Kashi Vishwanath temple, and for that reason I did go inside. It couldn't hold a
-candle to [my experience at Tirupati]({% post_url 2010-01-21-venky-call-answered
+candle to [my experience at Tirupati]({{ site.baseurl }}{% post_url 2010-01-21-venky-call-answered
 %}).
 
 {% include image.html

travels/_posts/2010-02-07-new-delhi.md

@@ -10,7 +10,7 @@ I knew that I always had a home in OJ’s place whenever I was in New Delhi, but
 this time it turned out to be even better. OJ’s parents had gone to Rajasthan to
 attend a wedding, so we had the entire house to ourselves. We also had OJ's
 motorcycle at our disposal (the same one with which I had made [my solo trip
-through Uttarakhand]({% post_url 2009-10-10-a-germ-of-an-idea %})).
+through Uttarakhand]({{ site.baseurl }}{% post_url 2009-10-10-a-germ-of-an-idea %})).
 
 In the five days we spent in Delhi, we traveled almost all over the huge city
 with no clear idea of where exactly we were going.

travels/_posts/2010-02-16-cambodia-the-kingdom-of-wonder.md

@@ -36,7 +36,7 @@ Aranyaprathet.
     caption="I still have hope that one day railway stations in India will reach
         this level of cleanliness" %}
 
-Remember [how much I had complained]({% post_url 2010-02-10-koh-samui %})
+Remember [how much I had complained]({{ site.baseurl }}{% post_url 2010-02-10-koh-samui %})
 about the train that we took to get from Bangkok to Surat Thani? This train to
 Aranyaprathet however, made the earlier train seem like flying first-class. This
 train only had cushion-less hard seats, was hot and humid and crowded, and

travels/_posts/2010-02-22-wrapping-up-siem-reap.md

@@ -62,7 +62,7 @@ in sight - the first time this has happened in tourist infested Siem Reap.
 
 Next I went back to Angkor Wat for one last look. Despite so many visits to
 Angkor Wat over the past few days, I feel that I still haven't covered it well
-enough. [Although on an earlier occasion]({% post_url 2010-02-17-angkor-wat %}),
+enough. [Although on an earlier occasion]({{ site.baseurl }}{% post_url 2010-02-17-angkor-wat %}),
 I had been privy to sections that were off limits for tourists, there was a lot
 that I had glazed over. I simply didn't have the time to cover it now, so it
 would have to wait until my next visit.

travels/_posts/2010-02-24-khmer-wedding.md

@@ -19,7 +19,8 @@ so I sent her a reminder email.
 
 Today was the third day of this three-day-long wedding, and I made it to the
 agreed-upon meeting place at the agreed-upon time. To my surprise, Echo, who had
-vanished in Siem Reap after [fighting with the old tuk-tuk driver]({% post_url
+vanished in Siem Reap after [fighting with the old tuk-tuk driver]({{
+site.baseurl }}{% post_url
 2010-02-18-the-other-temples-around-angkor-wat %}), was also there. No-one else
 turned up; so Mariam drove the two of us to the wedding hall. We were among the
 early guests to arrive, for arrangements for the actual ceremonies were still

travels/_posts/2010-03-04-how-long-to-halong.md

@@ -42,7 +42,7 @@ giant had planted them there. They were so alien and seemed unnatural, but were
 also quite breathtaking. The junk docked at a small port, where we got into
 kayaks in pairs. Ali lost his footing while getting into his kayak and fell into
 the icy cold water. Ali was a heavy-set guy, and the scene reminded me of the
-[upturned kayak with the massive French guy]({% post_url
+[upturned kayak with the massive French guy]({{ site.baseurl }}{% post_url
 2010-02-11-snorkelling-at-angthong-national-marine-park %}) in Koh Samui. But
 unlike the French guy, we managed to pull Ali back into his kayak, but he was
 completely drenched. For some reason, he chose not to go back to the junk to get

travels/_posts/2010-03-18-motaarsaaikeel.md

@@ -55,7 +55,7 @@ Rajasthan. I spent about half and hour strolling around on the lawns of the
 peaceful, surprisingly clean and well maintained Hanuman temple at Ratangarh. I
 was also surprised to discover that in these parts Hanuman is called Balaji.
 Down south, Balaji refers to Venkateshwara, whose main temple is at
-[Tirupati]({% post_url 2010-01-21-venky-call-answered %}).
+[Tirupati]({{ site.baseurl }}{% post_url 2010-01-21-venky-call-answered %}).
 
 {% include image.html
     img="assets/travels/2010-03-18-balaji-temple.jpg"

travels/_posts/2010-04-05-almost-ticketed.md

@@ -41,7 +41,7 @@ was the southern-most tip of the continental United States; and then back north
 to Miami. On Sunday morning, Divya drove me to the closest Avis car rental
 place, but they were closed as it was the Easter Sunday. It was of course, the
 Breakdown Gang in action, and I was reminded of my [failed attempts at leaving
-Delhi]({% post_url 2010-03-16-the-best-laid-plans %}) and riding to the Wagah
+Delhi]({{ site.baseurl }}{% post_url 2010-03-16-the-best-laid-plans %}) and riding to the Wagah
 border.
 
 So we came back home, and I took Divya's Honda CR-V for a drive to downtown

travels/_posts/2010-04-08-fort-pierce-miami-and-another-breakdown.md

@@ -79,7 +79,7 @@ Ecuador, and this is probably what made them nervous. They asked to see the
 credit card I had used to purchase my tickets, wanted to know what exactly I was
 going to do in Ecuador, and some other related stuff. But these staff were
 really nice and polite, and not the least bit like the [horrendous Air Arabia
-personnel]({% post_url 2010-03-21-going-global-again %}).
+personnel]({{ site.baseurl }}{% post_url 2010-03-21-going-global-again %}).
 
 Once they were satisfied that I was an ok guy after all, I finally joined my
 co-passengers on the plane.

travels/_posts/2010-04-09-at-last-ecuador.md

@@ -6,11 +6,11 @@ categories:
 excerpt: If they made it so difficult to enter the United States, they made it equally simple to leave. This policy actually made a lot of sense. I can but merely wonder what the Vietnamese were thinking when they decided to make it quite simple to get into their country but gave me a pretty hard time when leaving.
 ---
 
-If they made it [so difficult to enter the United States]({% post_url
+If they made it [so difficult to enter the United States]({{ site.baseurl }}{% post_url
 2010-04-03-usa %}), they made it equally simple to leave. This policy actually
 made a lot of sense. I can but merely wonder what the Vietnamese were thinking
 when they decided to make it quite simple to get into their country but gave me
-[a pretty hard time when leaving]({% post_url 2010-03-08-back-to-india %}).
+[a pretty hard time when leaving]({{ site.baseurl }}{% post_url 2010-03-08-back-to-india %}).
 
 Anyway, so here I was on my way to Ecuador. My first time ever in South America.
 My first time ever in the southern hemisphere of the planet. What an absolutely

travels/_posts/2010-04-11-banos.md

@@ -19,7 +19,7 @@ head-on collision with an oncoming vehicle. Driving at such high speed in a such
 a dangerous manner through the hilly roads was scary even to someone like me who
 was used to the chaos that is traffic in India.
 
-[As we learnt earlier]({% post_url 2010-04-10-my-first-day-in-south-america %}),
+[As we learnt earlier]({{ site.baseurl }}{% post_url 2010-04-10-my-first-day-in-south-america %}),
 Baños is the Spanish word for toilet/bathroom. The city of Baños is so called
 because of the numerous hot water springs in the area. Baños is situated at the
 base of the active volcano
@@ -44,7 +44,7 @@ Baños also has a famous church called 'Nuestra Señora del Agua Santa' (aka
 'Church of the Virgin of the Holy Water') and Romel's house is right behind it.
 Calling it a house is not really appropriate, because it is no larger than a
 prison cell meant for solitary confinement, much like the narrow cells of [Tuol
-Sleng]({% post_url 2010-02-25-the-tuol-sleng-genocide-museum %}). Romel told me
+Sleng]({{ site.baseurl }}{% post_url 2010-02-25-the-tuol-sleng-genocide-museum %}). Romel told me
 that his ex-wife kicked him out of his house, and that's the reason he has to
 now live in this make-do shelter. His current "house" is located right outside
 the gate of what once used to be his home, and his mother lives next door with

travels/_posts/2010-04-29-travel-week.md

@@ -123,4 +123,4 @@ travels.
 
 By the end of the week, I had begun to miss Salasaca, and I was glad to be back
 home on the 5th day. We played a tiring game of football and went
-[pig-slapping]({% post_url 2010-04-30-pig-slapping %}) to celebrate!
+[pig-slapping]({{ site.baseurl }}{% post_url 2010-04-30-pig-slapping %}) to celebrate!

travels/_posts/2010-04-30-pig-slapping.md

@@ -10,7 +10,8 @@ excerpt: This post is cruel, and will not go down well with animal lovers. Perso
 Personally I am against the actions that I will proceed to describe in this
 post, but yes, I have been guilty of indulging in and encouraging it :(**
 
-On the day I got back to Salasaca after my [one week travel break]({% post_url
+On the day I got back to Salasaca after my [one week travel break]({{
+site.baseurl }}{% post_url
 2010-04-29-travel-week %}), everyone decided to get some beer. They claimed it
 was to celebrate my return, but flattering as it was, I was inclined to believe
 that my return simply happened to coincide with their drinking plans. Once

travels/_posts/2010-05-14-the-last-day-at-katitawa.md

@@ -93,7 +93,7 @@ glaring gaffe, one of the kids couldn't take it anymore and loudly shouted,
     title="pond-2"
     caption="Another view" %}
 
-[Here]({% post_url 2010-04-14-pond-work-begins %}){:target="_blank"} is what the
+[Here]({{ site.baseurl }}{% post_url 2010-04-14-pond-work-begins %}){:target="_blank"} is what the
 pond looked like just a few weeks ago.
 
 {% include image.html

travels/_posts/2010-05-18-quito-and-meeting-matt-again.md

@@ -9,8 +9,7 @@ excerpt: For the past several weeks, I had been surrounded by people and had qui
 For the past several weeks, I had been surrounded by people and had quite
 forgotten that I was actually on this trip all by myself. That realization
 struck suddenly when I disembarked in the bus terminal at Quito, and I felt
-momentarily confused and overwhelmed, much like [on first landing in Ecuador]({%
-post_url 2010-04-09-at-last-ecuador %}). But this time I had the advantage of at
+momentarily confused and overwhelmed, much like [on first landing in Ecuador]({{ site.baseurl }}{% post_url 2010-04-09-at-last-ecuador %}). But this time I had the advantage of at
 least understanding some common Spanish words and being able to make simple
 sentences. After walking about the bus terminal for half an hour, I walked up to
 the information desk and picked up a couple of maps - one of Quito and another

travels/_posts/2010-05-24-otavalo.md

@@ -10,7 +10,7 @@ The next morning I checked out of my hostel once again, this time hopefully for
 the last time. The nice lady at the reception asked me if I had some Indian
 moeny as she had never had the opportunity to see it yet. I was carrying many
 Indian 10 Rupee notes which had [caused me much embarrassment when getting into
-Cambodia]({% post_url 2010-02-16-cambodia-the-kingdom-of-wonder %}), and I was
+Cambodia]({{ site.baseurl }}{% post_url 2010-02-16-cambodia-the-kingdom-of-wonder %}), and I was
 happy to give one to the lady. Then I caught a bus to Otavalo, about 2 hours
 north of Quito.