Sunday, May 24, 2015
Third time in Georgetown, Penang in a year and each time is a different experience. With the air of excitement out of the way this time, I felt that Georgetown is increasingly overrated and too commercialised for my liking. Maybe because this time we went off track a bit by going against our ways of not conforming to the touristy stuff. Spoke lots to the locals too because what is the purpose of travel without talking to the locals right? I learned that Georgetown, despite the political differences, is more alike to Johor Baru (Especially Iskandar Malaysia ) than I thought. The locals there face similar plights as the people here and listening to their grouses came to me as a surprise. I guess you have to live in a place to truly get the real picture of the situation there.
Serious stuff aside, I went on a jet ski for the first time and it was gratifying. Being on the water makes me feel free yet slightly terrified, a feeling I can't quite describe. Next time I'll try to steer that thing.
One of the nights we went to a super mainstream spot called Nasi Kandar Beratur for supper and boy, was that a terrible choice. The restaurant (more like an eatery with an open kitchen) is located next to a ditch on lowered ground so we have to stand on the elevated curb to order. As I was picking out my dishes, I looked down and I was actually stepping on a piece of plank and a bunch of cockroaches (I'm talking about more than 30, imagine ants crawling out of a hole type of situation) started crawling out from underneath. The next thing I know, one of the roaches climbed up the pants of the man before me. The workers then started to kick the roaches back into the drain underneath the plank while those working behind the food counter just watched without batting even an eyelid (?!!?!). I looked back and my bf (who's super afraid of cockroaches) had began backing away.. I just gave him an assuring smile cos I was trying to keep it together for him but inside I was !!!!!!!!!!!!! freaking out screaming and kicking my feet!! Thinking about it now makes me feel like puking. I always knew street food and eateries are dirty but not like this! God. Never again.
We also rented a Vespa, which was the best decision of the entire trip because we could zoom everywhere and anywhere we wished, stop as soon as we spotted something we wanted to eat/drink. On the last night, we decided to get some hot cocoa for supper and it started raining. Out came the raincoats that came with the motorcycle and we went riding in the cold. YOLO right. That was definitely one for the memory log. That and the roaches.
Monday, May 11, 2015
mandatory cliched travel photo | home for three days | I could eat this forever | call me the ‘crazy bag lady’ | god of strength | endless supply of mangoes | view from the train | the sponsor of this trip | florals are pretty no matter which country you are in | vegetables wrapped in egg | satay on water | fish on sticks | soup noodles | prawns for brunch | 'cockles burn’ | chicken rice at the night market | love everything in this picture | his view
And the trip did not disappoint. As usual, we avoided most of the touristy places and did a lot of walking around, seeing things differently. I honestly have never walked so much in my life and I'm not even complaining. How many people who visited Bangkok can actually say that they went to Ram Kam Haeng for street food and cheap shopping, twice in one trip? We dug it so much the first night we actually returned to the street the next night, following a less-than-exciting trip to the Platinum Fashion Mall (bought nothing there, way overhyped). Chatuchak Weekend Market is a must, and lots and lots of local food. We also YOLO'd our way to the nearest floating market at Taling Chan (open only on weekends and still has that rustic feel) for fresh juicy grilled prawns and squid. For brunch. Can I get a YUM YUM? I lost count of the number of iced Thai milk tea I had throughout the trip. Oh and the red, thirst-quenching pomegranate juices? 40baht a bottle is so worth it.
You'll never go hungry there because food (together with massage parlours) is literally everywhere. We can be full after a heavy lunch and get hungry within an hour due to all the walking. Again, not complaining because the lost calories means we could replace it with more food!
We were already planning about our next trip back there on our flight back to KL. The next time, it will be temples, water taxis, the train market and of course, more food please (kar pau gai!!).
Monday, April 6, 2015
Monday, January 19, 2015
Call me crazy but there's this fear that I've always held on to for a long time. The fear of losing something that I hold dear to my heart. It always sits at the back of my mind in most situations because I am well aware that everything we have in life is temporary. Everything can go away just like that, especially the things we are fond of. That fear keeps me in check and in line to not take things for granted. I've always clung on to that fear, it is almost comforting. But lately, that fear has been put under a pile of happiness and feelings of content.
I feel it is time to shed light on that feeling again.
To remind myself that everything is temporary.
Sunday, January 18, 2015
Planned to climb a mountain but somehow ended up in a cave. It was raining that day so our plans to go mountain climbing was hashed and we went to Ipoh breakfast breakfast instead. Such contrast, I know. On the car ride back to KL, I fell asleep but was pleasantly awoken to the news that we were at Gua Tempurung and that we would be exploring the insides of the cave. Although I felt that it was ridiculous to have to pay for tickets to look at nature, it was good to see the stairs in the cave in fairly good condition as we climbed up the hundreds of steps. There was a part of the cave where it was sort of like a hollow tunnel and cool wind blew through it just like air-conditioning. The dark cave was dotted with yellow spotlight so it was not as dark as one thought that a cave should be. Don't even get me started on the natural rays of light shooting in from the spaces of cave. That, topped off with some running/dancing in the drizzle when we got to the foot of the cave, it was a good day. Life should always be like this, expected yet pleasant.