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Summer Christmas

Sunday, December 30, 2007

Christmas had been hot this year as the hubby and I went on a long-anticipated leisurely vacation. For once in our holidays, we were not rushing for tours or being mashed up in shopping malls. Neither did we need to follow the tour group where we were obliged to wait for everyone else.

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Slippers

 

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We landed in Langkawi Island and went on a leisure pace. Our itinerary was quite simple. Rest, rest and more rest. Well, apart from frolicking under the sun, doing some catch-up reading and getting a wee bit tanned, we drove round the island on the little Kancil we rented for the duration of our stay.

Snuggling up on the beach chair during the late afternoon with a trusty entertaining book and listening to soothing New Age music was simply fantastic! With the warm salty breeze, the occasional shrieks of laughter from children playing at the beach and the melodious crashing waves, we lolled around the couple of days, doing practically nothing.

What else could a girl ask for than this almost heavenly bliss of idleness albeit the short span of time?

 

Beach Time

 

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As we basked and got a little baked on the skin, I watched a little girl trying to make a funny round-ish sandcastle while her grandmother fussed around her. Another end of the beach, a group of young bikini-clad chicks were posing and camwhoring puas-puas and their guy mates were busy clicking away with their digicams. They were unabashed with their overly PDA (Public Display of Affection) as they made out in the sand. Whoa! What’s wrong with the younger generations nowadays? We’re still in Malaysia, for Pete’s sake. At least, get an umbrella lah! *This statement makes me sound like a middle-aged auntie.Hehe!*

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Once we were in the same Cable Car with a Caucasian couple and I was quite amused with how bad a person could be so afraid of heights. Being an Altophobic (someone who has fear of heights) myself, I considered myself quite a champion and could still gazed down the ravine while the cable car crawled its way up the mountains. The lady who was sitting beside me practically closed her eyes and was shaking quite badly. Her boyfriend actually had to hold her hand the entire time. Even when she reached the top station, she hung on to the pillars and never once walked to the viewing deck.

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Nothing much exciting happened anyway. We were too busy trying not to be busy although the hubby’s phone kept ringing most of the time. Bah! Someone can’t really wind down and relax. Anyhow, we managed to keep ourselves entertained with our mindless chatter and giggled ourselves silly with crazy topics. Er…well, most of the time, I giggled lah. The hubby’s got to maintain a ‘cool’ image. MUAHAHA!

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Yummy Yummy Bread at the Loaf
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Which one to eat first?

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All in all, it was a pretty good vacation. Everything was much done leisurely. No rushing for time. No rushing for buses. No rushing to go anywhere at all.

Recharged

Thursday, September 6, 2007

Alright people, it’s a little belated but still, something to share with you.

Us, Malaysians have probably invigorated ourselves from our weekend getaways last week. I sure have.

Though I would love a longer holiday but then again, I’m saving more time and $$$ for a better trip. Not that I’m complaining about our Cameron trip this year, but I’m looking forward to our ‘planned’ trip to NZ. This ‘plan’ had been floating in our minds for a couple of years but yet to be actualized. Still keeping my fingers crossed for that.

Now, back to our Cameronian experience this time.

In a nutshell, we slept and ate and slept some more.

Unlike previous trips to Cameron Highlands which involved lotsa photo taking and visiting to all those darned tourist spots which only squeezed us dry with their unreasonable prices and fees. How should I put it…erm…I guess, the price we pay just to look at some spiky unattractive cactus is just like highway-robbery.

The most anticipated place which I wanted to go this time was the BOH Tea Plantation in Sungai Palas. I’ve not been there for a long time and boy was I surprised to see its drastic change. The place had somewhat gone commercialized.

Gone were the wooden tea leaves processing factory, the small swing by the side and the cosy little tea house whereby patrons got to sit under the tropical trees and enjoy their tea, specially brewed with fresh tea leaves.

tea riaWhat took place now was a posh and modern looking, well-facilitated area with a patio built, overlooking the lush tea plantation. The cosy tea house was replaced with a sorta chic place with clipped and smartly dressed F&B attendants. Not too bad of a change, actually.

The only letdown was that the place was crammed full with whimpering and screaming kids and harassed looking parents. There were occasional Mat Sallehs with dirty boots (probably went hiking up Gunung Brinchang) and a couple of lovebirds who took the opportunity to ‘pak-toh’. We tried to read a little but the constant noises from the unhappy children really spoilt the mood a little. How could the parents just sit there and ignore their screaming kids? Beats me, man.

 

iceice baby

Crammed ourselves full with food. Ice-cream was no exception, of course!

 

 

 

taufufa

And then, there were the bowls of hot Tau Fu Fa. It was the tastiest soft Tau Fu Fa EVER! I swear! And we can add Cendol, Red Bean or Cincau to our preference with only an additional RM0.10

 

steamboat

Nothing beats the experience of slurping hot soup and vegetables from the steamboat pot on a cold afternoon or night. We ate this for two whole days.

 

 

menjaja

Another silly sign I saw. Found that the message was redundant anyway cos once again, it reminds us how useless some signs are in Malaysia. The hawker was happily selling her ‘fried mushrooms’ and ‘fried sweet potatoes’, ignoring the sign placed next to her stall.

 

 

 

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The patio at Boh Ria Refreshment, overlooking the green surroundings. Cool place for tea drinking, I might say.

 

 

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Snapped this pic of the panoramic view of the Tea Plantation while we were on our way to the BOH Tea House in Sungai Palas.

 

 

 

 

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One word described it all…BREATHTAKING.

 

 

 

Boh SH-SL

Do we look alike? Do we, huh? Do we? That’s my very pregnant sister and a very un-pregnant moi. Photo taken by my 4 year old niece. I must say, the kid really have some talent, man!

 

 

A Year Ago…

Friday, August 3, 2007

On this day, one year ago, I was skipping happily to the airport. The hubby was working in Chiba, Japan and I went along to have a feel on the Japanese lifestyle. Though it was a short 8 days span, I actually walked so much there than I had ever did here, back home.

Half the time, I was walking around and mixing around with the locals there cos the hubby was working till really late. It was really difficult, you know, with my poor command of Japanese ( Could only mumble some greetings or asking for price ) and it surprised me that nobody I met actually could speak English in a complete sentence! So, that week, I communicated with various handsigns plus broken Japanese and constant simple English.

Although it was summer at that time, I didn’t really feel the heat like the one in Perth (was in Aussie during summer one year). Actually, summer in Chiba, Japan was quite cooling. There was this constant gentle breeze which made me quite comfortable walking around.

We ate ice-cream from 7-11 every night! The ice-creams were fantastic!!! So much better than the ones I’ve tasted back home. Not that I’m a sweet tooth, but nonetheless, good creamy ice-cream…yummy.

Well, I’ve decided to post some of the pictures which I think could be interesting and let the pictures tell the story *winks* too lazy to reiterate the entire trip. Had written it down in my travelogue. The few stops we visited were, Chiba (a major metropolitan area), Tokyo City, and suburban cities like Ueno, Ikebukuro, Asakusa, Shibuya, Shinjuku and Akihabara (this are is something like Low Yat in KL).

 

Toilet

I was really fascinated with their toilet bowls. Yes, I know, a bit sua-ku of me but I was so excited with them. All the toilet bowls have some function buttons strapped to the side. You could press for cold or warm water and could adjust the temperature. You could adjust the spray to be directed to the ‘front’ or ‘back’. I guess you press the ‘front’ after peeing and the ‘back’ after taking a poo. Some even have thermal heated seats (useful for winters, I guess). There were some with fully automated mechanism. Lights turned on when you step into toilet. Toilet seat will recline slowly with detection of movement. Toilet seat will return to position once you finished your business. It’s called the high-end wireless control panel for the toilet. Cool eh?

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Bikes Parking

I went bizarre when I saw the bikes all lined up and parked so nicely. It’s definitely something I don’t get to see everyday in Malaysia. So many bicycles, really.

 

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The hubby, just came back from work. All tired and hungry.

 

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Went to one little quaint shop and it was really very traditional with tatami seats and Japanese bamboo at the courtyard. Customers get to eat their Summer Ice in the garden, sitting on the tatami and enjoying their ice. I had some greenish stuff. Didn’t know what it was but the man seemed to recommend it to me. Kept putting up his thumbs. He asked me to choose one of these candies too. Cute eh?

 

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A Shinto Shrine in Chiba. This is called a torii gate with paper streamers. I think it’s also called the sacred gates acting as a barrier for the living world and the ‘kami’ (deity).

 

Tablets wishes

‘Ema’ or wooden tablets with wishes and prayers written by visitors. Most of them were written in Japanese and some in Kanji. I think some of them were prayers for ‘Passes’ in exams as I could see the Chinese words,合格 He Ge (meaning - pass).

 

 

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We loved to browse around the 7-11 shops there cos all outlets have different types of bento. I loved to see how the food is packed and the colourful combination of the dishes.

 

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This was quite funny to me cos I didn’t think that conditions for eating could be applied at restaurants. Time seems to be very crucial in the life of the Japanese. Everything is such a rush, even when they eat.

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Rush Rush

Standing while having their dinner is so common in Japan. This was taken in Asakusa, near Tokyo. I think the man only took a couple of minutes to wolf down his Soba noodle.

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yum yum

One thing I could not really resist was the super duper cute pastries. The cakes really looked as cute as the pictures I usually receive from emails. Looking at them is enough to render me to a salivating fool.

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The cute little strawberries had eyes and mouths! So cute…but the small piece of cake cost a BOMB! 480 Yen??? o_O That’s like RM 14!! Yummy but Pricey!!!

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Namja Town

Namjatown in Ikebukuro. Went in to have a look at the Ice-cream Museum. Loads of ice-cream from all over the world with all sorts of flavours.

Ice Cream

We tried a few flavours. I was less daring to try some weird flavours so I opted the Honeydew and Mango (my favourites!) while the hubby was more adventurous. He tried the Black Sesame one. I have this phobia with ‘black’ coloured food (with the exception of the seaweed) but after taking a tiny lick of the Black Sesame ice-cream, hands down, it was much better than the Mango/Honeydew combination.

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Lunch

A typical Japanese simple meal of Soba Noodle (Cold Noodle). I like it that we had to grate our own wasabi. See the greenish stick at mid-top? Well, that’s the original wasabi root. The ’sua-ku’ Blusher had never seen the actual wasabi root. What I usually get from the local stores were the tube paste of wasabi.

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Ultraman

Recognize him? I found it a little amusing to see a lifesize Ultraman in the middle of the busy train station. There was another gigantic one outside the station as well. It seemed that he’s almost everyone’s hero in Japan.

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Japanese

Blusher, posing with a Japanese couple at the Sensoji Temple in Asakusa. It was summer, so, many Japanese would wear the traditional yukata with accessories.

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water fountain

Washing my hands with the water from the fountain. Some people drank the water for reasons I did not know. Anyway, I followed suit. Tasted no different.

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totoro

Blusher, posing with favourite cartoon character, Totoro. This was in a building called Animate. 8 stories high with different products in each level. They had the Manga mags level, Manga DVDs level, Manga stuffed toys and merchandise level, Manga figurines and other cute stuffs level, sexy manga level, adult toys level.

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Superman

And I thought Ultraman was the only hero. Hehe! Taken outside Shibuya Station, an extremely busy station filled with bustling people and huge throngs of youngsters having all sorts of fashions you could think of.

 

Shibuya

Shibuya’s night view. The busy city never sleeps. Huge mega TV screens with endless advertisements. I was really awe-strucked with the TVs though.

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Mile High

Flying home with the sun setting and the dense clouds below.

 

 

Woke to see the Bali sunrise

Tuesday, May 15, 2007

Phew! It’s been ages since I made an entry here. Lots of %$^&&^ reasons, i.e. broadband was down for entire month in April, traveled a bit and mainly, I was so immersed in my work with the kids!

Well, anyway, we had a couple of days for a vacation, the hubby and I. And boy was I glad for the short break!

The destination was Bali, Indonesia and the timing was perfect for a relaxed vacation. When I say ‘relaxed’, I mean, real invigoration of the body and all the lazing under the sun.

This time, we stayed in two hotels for the 4 days we spent there. Day 1 was spent in Kuta Beach, near Hard Rock Hotel. Yep, I was a little paranoid then, kept thinking that bombs would start exploding any minute. The public beach in Kuta was filled with surfers, having a thrill with the waves while local hawkers were selling fried chicken by the beach. We idly watched the busy commotion from the terrace restaurant as we lounged and drank iced drinks. It was real cool, I mean, relaxing in this way.

We checked in to Club Med, Nusa Dua the next day and were joined by the rest of the group from his company. From that day, we were lost to the world outside the resort. Our next couple of days were spent with fun-filled moments. We even kayaked out to the sea! It was real fun cos I have not indulged myself with water sports for ages!

Yea, tried to wake up to see the sunrise but all was in vain. It was so cloudy that we failed to watch the emergence of the ‘yolk’ shape of the sun. Dang! So, we only managed a pititful quality pic which I don’t think it’s nice enough to post it here.

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Well, I could say that this vacation, we played hard (golf, basketball, archery, kayaking, volleyball etc), lazed and had our skins burnt to brownish gold and partied hard during the nights when we danced away with the GO’s of Club Med.

Wish I have more pics of this vacation but we were too busy and lazy to bring our camera out.

Padi..padi..and more padi

Wednesday, January 24, 2007

Just got back from my Hanoi trip.

I’m beginning to think that I’m pretty good at traveling alone. It helped me to be more independent… uh-huh…..hence the need to pack less and light so I don’t have to drag my luggage everywhere. I’ve survived almost 3 trips in solo-traveling. I can’t really count 3 though cos when I was in Japan, half the trip was accompanied later by the hubby.

Anyway, Vietnam to me, is like KL twenty or thirty years ago. Though Hanoi is the capital of Vietnam, it did not look anything like any other cities I’ve been to. The roads were practically decorated with all kinds of motorbikes and bicycles of colours and sizes.

Anyone could start a vendor business in the street with just a stick and two baskets. Seriously! All sorts of fruits, vegetables and even hard bread vendors were squatting at any nook or corner.

Although this trip, I was mostly and conveniently traveling in the comfort of the tour bus, I tried to walk around as much as I could. The weather was cold and it’s still winter. When I first landed in the airport, I kept thinking why the locals were wearing thick winter clothes. A few hours later, I knew why. The weather was quite chilly with gusts of wind repeatedly blowing at our faces.

The landscape was a dull grayish picture, with lots of padi fields stretched across the flat lands of Hanoi. It was a long stretch, I say. I’ve never seen such flatter lands before, except the yellowish grasslands of the Australia bush.

Well, since Vietnam is still struggling from post-war years, I could see that the people are recuperating but the economy is still at a crawling pace. Many are still facing poverty and this was realistically dawned to me when I was besieged by a mob of ragged children, trying to sell postcards and old women who kept pestering me in Vietnamese, to have a look at some potato-look-alike vegetable.

Instantly, I recalled back my experience when I went to Shenzhen a couple of years back. The scene when I saw numerous beggars feeding their babies with the scraps they found in the dumps. I had a raw feeling of sadness then, that in some countries, the gap between the poverty-stricken and the filthy rich is so huge that it posed a big socio-economy problem and it doesn’t seem to improve through the years. Being in Malaysia makes me feel really blessed.

Here are some pics I would like to share.

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One of the classy restaurants I went to dine. Brother’s Cafe provides an elegant ambience where we dined in the courtyard of a refurbished ancient Vietnamese temple. Dining under the stars in the open courtyard was a very romantic experience indeed. Sigh! Wished the hubby was with me to experience it.

 

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Water is very precious in Vietnam because tap water is not filtered and treated, thus the water is undrinkable even after boiled.

Therefore, in every restaurant we went, each person was only allowed a bottle and water was really expensive too!

I feel so lucky that we have proper water treatment in Malaysia Pixie_happy

 

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The endless fields of padi. This was the greener padi pic I took. Most of the padi field were now in dry yellowish colour.