Of stepping outside Boxes

How many times do we really take a step back to see where life is now and where we want to go? Fortune favours the bold, if you don't know where you want to end up, any road will take you there, be free, chase your dreams!

Being spontaneous is a feature that society seems to put on a pedestal, but what about planning? What about goals? What about hard work? We seem so enchanted by the end story that we often dismiss the things that people have had to do to get there. Do ends really justify the means? I hope so.

3 months wrapping up the tail end of a project that I could call my own. Throwing myself into situations that would have made me seize up and freeze just a short number of years ago. Progress? I think so.

Michigan reunions seem to be in full swing this summer. Nicnocs in Sg with Dian, some ice cream, booze and boy gossip. Lulu in KL at an Entrepreneurship Forum, very yummy vegetarian food all around and Football mornings.

What next? Yes, what next indeed. Rinjani in less than a month and I cannot be more unprepared than this. Time to visit Uniqlo soon!

Also in the middle of a 2 day detox now, this is where the ends really better justify the means because it also  means I will not chew anything for 2 days straight. 

Foodie trips

Had a quick getaway this past weekend to Ipoh and Penang with the Ethos bunch before the workload starts for the next 3 months. I foresee no holidays until Rinjani, but at least the dry-spell of no public holidays gets broken next Thursday, woot!

Went to Ipoh, ate brekkie stuff, waited eons for the chicken hor fun at Thean Chun before wondering around the Kong Heng/Plan B around the corner. Left for Penang, stopped by Jalan Penang for Cendol and Assam Laksa, then got into the hotel and promptly ended up by the poolside sipping cocktails. Seafood dinner finally arrived at 9:30pm and was gone in 10 mins flat before we went for a foot massage and realised that some of us are super sensitive to pain.

Woke up at 8 to play tennis with the boys before walloping a huge breakfast and floated dugong like in the pool...sat around for awhile more since checkout got extended to 2pm. Drove into town and past Karpal Singh's house, found Ayer Itam Assam Laksa, Mua Chee and amazing sugarcane juice which I promptly spilled all over myself. Also the cleanest public toilets in Malaysia.

Passed out on the way back to KL, before ending up eating dinner in TTDI-yet again, hungry.

Was a good trip! Off to Sg for more project work in the upcoming weeks, ah the travelling life of a consultant, airports need to be closer to home!!!

Under a starry sky

Sipadan Jan 2014

I am facing a dotted night sky, as clear as only island skies can be. Free from smog and light pollution that blanket a city skyline, the stars come out to play, sparkling lights on a black canvas, irreplaceable by the flashing bulbs of the tallest tower.

Waves lap back and forth, surging, rippling sounds as they crash into the stilts below me and the band plays on with a screech, Coldplay's Yellow suits the mood to a tee. One of their many hodgepodge covers ranging from Richie Ren's "Dui Mian de Nu Hai" to Italian songs such as "La Bamba". Around me the village folks have come to their Saturday night Zouk aka Uncle Chang's, half drunk off cheap alcohol and dancing to Gangnam Style. You know you've made it when a village in the middle of the ocean knows how to dance your dance.

Shoulders acheing from hauling friggin heavy equipment, BCD's and the whole gamut of equipment, oh and my own fats and weightbelt obviously. Putting on flippers with equipment hanging half off the side of the boat and your butt balancing precariously on the edge while wielding your spit filled goggles and shoving your regulator in your mouth before entering the water upsidedown counts as an intense workout in its own right. So does exiting to get onto the boat and trying to put your tank into the right hole.

Other than that, pretty decent dives, but still didn't live up to expectations. I was expecting barracuda's by the thousands and big whales or something, but obviously life doesn't work like that. Got acquainted with tons of turtles and white tip reef sharks though, and a lot of beautiful wall coral. Stunning stuff, like hovering above a garden. 7 dives in, and back into the groove! Also staring into the vast unknown below and around you is totally scary. Utterly out of elements. Human's are so useless in water.

Good company, decent room, toilet and food and this was a fun trip. Relaxing tanning times and no sun burns, woohoo. Deep conversations under night skies and acquaintances become the people who know more about you than some of your lifelong buddies do. Life is often such a mixture of circumstances. Interactions as we trundle along on the tracks that overlap briefly back and forth, forward and back. 

Dive in!

That's what it takes. No more assessments and weightings of pros and cons, cost benefit analysis (CBA wtf), but just pure, unadulterated JUMPING IN.

At the age of 25, where the heck am I. Working. Sorta. Functioning, adult with own spending money and often just trying to act like a grown up. Meeting KLASS friends is such a throwback and one that is so different in the way that, we are interacting as we've always done and yet having forgotten a lot of the forging of ties that occurred way back when. Shared jokes, bonds, actions and how we've affected each other, quarrelled with each other, been mad with each other. Yet at the end of it, creating and inhabiting the present in what we once termed the future, with such a...clean slate.

Food for thought alright.

Writers Block

The only outlet that seems to have any words flowing unceasingly nowadays seems to be my Tango blog. Neglecting this recently because, well, I frankly have not been inspired to write much, even though life has been fully activated this month and my sleep quota is ever-shrinking, even without bootcamp this month.

Off to Singapore tonight for a bit of RnR with the Michigan travel crew, but also battling a creeping sore-throat for the past 3 days. Urgh. Hopefully the heat won't fry too badly. In other news, the cruise package just came, I am looking forward to finishing my stash of GoT on a very relaxing cruise poolside. Can't wait! Also must remember to pack Tango shoes for London. Summer, here I come!

Back to Basics

I've found myself in situations at the start of this year where I've been in the company of plenty of old friends. When I say old, I mean friendships that are now reaching past the first decade already. At the same time there's been a healthy mix of new people that have also become my regular bunch of 'kakis' to the extent that I often find myself dealing with intertwining social groups all at the same place. It's a nice feeling to have that :).

But as soon as one part of life seems to be rocketing off at lightning speed there's yet other areas of life that I've let slip a little, like family, or ambition, or health. I often think it's like trying to balance on a BOSU ball, constantly, constantly trying to find balance. Still sorting it out I guess.

Silver bells

Hear the snow crunch
See the kids bunch
This is Santa's big scene
And above all this bustle
You'll hear...
Silver bells, silver bells

Picturesque scenes taken from the 5th floor window of Apt 507-721 South Forest, Ann Arbor. Earlier while ordering my Mario Badescu, I was digging through old emails to find my original signup address, and for a moment smiled as I remembered the tons of packages that would come knocking on 721 S. Forest every so often.

I signed my painting 1/11/12 and only just realized yesterday that it should have read 1/12/12. It has only just hit me that it's already December, I don't know where this year went, and I always repeat it, but this year has been nothing short of eventful.

Jan:  Resolutions, bootcamp starts in a bid to fit into my skirts
Feb: Impromptu Bali lush getaways
March: St Patty's day, lost my itouch
April: Ong Shunmugam cheongsam making, family portraits, Shanghai visiting
May:Work crazies
June: Italy trips, tea times with friends
July: More Italy trips, KLASSICS reunited-KLASSICS un-reunited
August: Hong Kong visiting, Perhentian dive times, Italians visiting
Sept: Pool side chills, itching, Sashimi buying, white water rafting
Oct: Birthdays, crazy script shooting, cupcake making
Nov: Bangkok visiting, go-kart racing, saying goodbyes
Dec: Jlo concerts, art weekends, Christmas Parties and holidays, NYE with a bang

Those summer nights

July and August have a habit of passing by in a whir, interns come and go, holidays come and go, it's the crossroads of life where vacation days are taken and people are generally seeking to opt out of their element. In some way, standing still and watching the flow makes you as much a part of it too. Still looking forward to Hong Kong and Perhentian, beers on sand and reunion with childhood friends, here I come!

Italy

Duomo Milano

Working somehow has not diminished the idea of "Summer holiday" for me. Granted, this has turned into week long sojourns, but it's good how much you can really fit into that 1 week break if you really wanted to. So this years' destination was....ITALY!

Yes, Italy, gorgeous gorgeous Europe. I figured I've never really been on mainland Europe, save Austria and a day trip to France. But going around Italy was amazing especially when you have a friend doing all the planning/arranging/booking/buying tickets for you =P.

Oh Romeo, Romeo...

Started out in Milan for 2 days, first day was spent napping and went out for dinner at a bar place where for the price of a drink you also get a buffet spread of pasta/breads/rice etc. Then amazing pistachio ice cream and an early night.

Spent the next day tiring the feet out to the point, that we had to end up buying Birkenstocks!  Duomo climbing, oh was soooo gorgeous. Amazingly gothic architecture, castles, more gelato! Dinner across the little canal.

Masquerade!

Early start the next day to start the week long sojourn. First stop...Venizia!

After getting horribly lost in the small windy streets, we went for lunch and wondered around St Mark's Square for a bit. Checked in, freshened up, and up we went into St Mark's Duomo and the adjacent Doge's palace where we crossed the bridge of sighs and got lost a bit more in the cellars down below (the first of many times we get lost on this trip! Lost in alleyways, lost in prisons, lost in gardens, lost in Rome, lost in streets...yeah). Then up to St Mark's Campanile to take in the view from up top. Breathtaking stuff.

Japanese Tea Houses

Next day went to the morning markets. Eating cherries in the shade of the fish market on a Monday morning is a must do for anyone. So far removed from work! Then, on a hunt for Lonely Planet's recommendations of places to eat...only to find teahouses shut..as always. Also, Venice's roads on maps can be meter wide passages between buildings =S. Settled on a small restaurant instead, then taking water taxis down to Ca'Rezzonico museum, nothing too interesting in that one besides expensive rooms and Murano Chandeliers. Found Grom after that, and a lovely little Japanese themed teahouse (come to think of it, reminded me of AA Cafe Japon).

Bling Hoops

Modern Art Museum was tremendously different, horses stuck in walls, chandelier basketball hoops, prostitute themed exhibitions, clowns yelling at each other through TV's....enjoyed it immensely, just for the fact it was kinda grotesque!

The Pumpkin

Found La Zucca and had good pumpkin appetizers and a vegetarian lasagne. Ginger, prosecco and melon ice cream was something else. Proceeded to get lost in the streets of Venice with a full moon and not too much lighting, but before we knew it we had ended up back at the main Rialto bridge somehow. Ridiculous stuff.

Florence BnB's

Next day we bid adieu to Venice and it was off to Florence. The BnB was a GORGEOUS place, pale blue walls, terracota coloured flooring, a cooling breeze and a street-side view. Sigh, I could've stayed there forever. But yes, Florence! A little less touristy than Venice, but still quite touristy. Headed to yet another Duomo, Basilica di Santa Maria del Fiore, this time a gorgeous little number with pale green and pink accents. Looked like a dollhouse really.  Climbed up the the top of the dome.

Perfection

Then to the Uffizi museum where we spent an hour+ queueing and another hour speeding past most of the pieces...main thing there was Botticelli's Venus. Other than that, I have no clue of appreciating art =S. Total fail.

Florence bridges

Took a walk to the bridge past dinner where sunsets start at 930pm. Was nice sitting bridgeside with a cool breeze and a 99% moon above.

Had a half day to kill the next day so we decided to choose the Boboli gardens and the Pitti Palace as our morning activity. Nothing too interesting in Pitti besides the amazing jewels and really nice dresses! Boboli gardens were way too big, steep and hot, not to mention so gravelly. I then also got lost in the Bardini garden for about a half hour.  Not enjoyable.

By the time we got to Rome I was slightly exhausted (highlight was sitting next to a guy studying William Blake). Dinner where we stuffed ourselves too much of antipasti to actually enjoy the mains! (veal half finished and the guy is convinced I can still eat). The Trevi fountain definitely made things more amazing. 3 coins and 3 wishes!

Sitting on the Spanish Steps

Next day consisted of Pantheon, Spanish Steps and Bernini fountain visiting, before the Vatican city for the second half of the day. Vatican museum was amazing, Michelangelo! Leonardo! Raphael! Sistine Chapel! Gosh. Too much to take in! Sat in on mass at St Peter's Basilica, definitely a highlight of the day! Ate fried artichoke at Giggetto, then proceeded to get lost trying to find Tango that night. :( unfortunately did not get to tango. boo.

Hello God, can you hear me?

Forum

Coliseum visiting and the Roman Forum the next day while navigating un-working subways due to strikes. Monumental crumbling structures requiring quite a bit of imagination and the Big House...original! Coffee at Sant Eustachio and final night in Rome with a dinner at Leoncino's pizza! mmmmm, then ice cream by the Pantheon while watching a march go by and capped off with people watching on the Spanish Steps. Such fun times!

Back to Milan the next day and meeting Mattio, a spot of shopping, last gelato's, 3/4 of Serendipity and a send off :(. Arriverdaci Italia! You were amazing.

Weekend Review

Distance isn't just merely measured in miles or kilometers. It's measured in experiences, choices and changes. Watching The Vow this weekend got me thinking that if I ever rewound myself in time and found myself in the mental state of say, 15 year old me, 18 year old me, or 21 year old me, I don't think I've actually changed too much. Or maybe I have and I just havn't noticed it. After all change is probably dictated more by the people around you and your interactions that tell you 'you dance different', or, 'you look different'.

A 2 hour flight, or even 20 hour flight seems like nothing, it's only x hours of your life. But what's waiting in the reunion at the end is often far more than the effort that it takes monetary and time wise. It's a will to want to see that person at the end of the line, who might now be no more than a stranger to you. And maybe then you separate the true friends from the ones that were nothing more than fleeting meetings, no matter how much they once meant to you at that point in time.

And sometimes you find yourself in 'surreal, but nice' moments. Where it seems like time stood still and you're back to 16 year old you laughing over memories. Things never change.

Who do you really want by your side?

Hail to the Victors!

A day isn't really limited by the hours, it's more limited by the duration of sleep, and really, the necessity OF  sleep =). It's been a whirlwind of a weekend that started out with a drive down to Singapore and a beautiful hotel room with a way too amazing bath overlooking Singapore. Dinns with the family, a spot of Tango (which was rather disappointing, and reminds me that I REALLY need new shoes), and a 4 hour 'The Game' at a random golf virtual driving range with Sg Mich Alumni's.

Having an opportunity to sing The Victors is always gold. Surprising seeing how Football was definitely more than a nuisance than anything 'fun' when I was there, but there are some moments such as stepping into a filled Notre Dame game stadium and seeing the sea of maize that honestly takes your breathe away. Not to mention the excitement of a nail biting close call win that is forever exciting in the world of sports. Nothing comes close to that level of chaotic energy.

Good lunches at 'Wild Honey' and catching up over long convos of life and updates. HnM shopping and pouring thunderstorms on Orchard Road. MBS gambling and walks around the bay area at midnight. Then drives back home and birthdays over FishnChips and High School reminiscing.

Kickoff to another worldwind travel times soon, and I still want to catch up with you. Sometimes the swells of regret wave upon the shores of my mind and all I can is hope that the breakwater is strong enough this time.

多麼熟悉的聲音 陪我多少年風和雨
從來不需要想起 永遠也不會忘記 沒有天那有地
沒有地那有家 沒有家那有你 沒有你那有我
假如你不曾養育我 給我溫暖的生活
假如你不曾保護我 我的命運將會是什麼
是你撫養我長大 對我說第一句話
是你給我一個家 讓我與你共同擁有它 

Friendships

Countless times on flights through the years and buzzing of people connecting, leaving, arriving. Forever? New lands, a gateway to experiences that profoundly change your outlook on life, escape.

Airports, bar the horrendous invasion of privacy at every level and the terrifying obsession to check for passport and boarding pass every 5 minutes -'just in case'- leaves time for me to think. To observe the microcosm of the world swirling around me, wondering to what purpose people are traveling, what are their stories?

And being dropped off at airport gates with the knowledge that only fate and time will co-ordinate your next meeting. There's a certain sadness to it, a come what may feeling that lingers for sometime. So what if there's great technology? That does not help me get the hug I want when I want it, the dance I would like to have. Right now.

Bits and Pieces

Yet another friday of an activity filled week. Felt like Monday was just yesterday really.

Hmm so let's see what happened this week...Drinks and food around Damansara on Monday, Central market art scouting on Tuesday, Gita Bayu and late night swims on Wednesday, Drinks at the hill on Thursday and BSC table hunting, bday dinns and maybe visiting friends tonight. Seeing how tomorrow is basically a lockdown on town, I guess this weekend is majorly disrupted already. I'm in 2 frames of mind about this, 1 mind is going, it's all the governments fault and I hope its a successful rally but I'm more annoyed that I can't play tennis and the other mind is going, I'm a bit of a hypocrite because I support it but wouldn't dare go out and walk.

Sigh. Tough decisions, standing up for something isn't easy.


It was a good night seeing various people I've known through my life though. But slightly weird when I start thinking about how little we really share in common anymore. Who really knows you? Like, REALLY knows you?

And something is still missing =(.

When the music stops, when the friends are gone, who do you want to be there?

Voices

Tracing outlines hints at the sad fact that as much as you'd wish to be right there right then there is no way to do that. But more so, it's the fact that certain doors are already shut when they were once open. Who knows. Good to know that certain communication lines can still be kept up though. But yet again it's realizing that you can't always have what you want. Throw out expectation.

February 13th, 2.5 months to go. A year passes in a flash of an eye and slowly new realities are formed with new boundaries in place. Such irony sometimes.

In the midst of watching "Love and other drugs", presently surprised by the storyline thus far but 10 minutes in and it's undeniably an amazing movie. As the quote says, "not quite love story" but it smacks of similarity. Anne Hathaway has nice boobs.

Friday was an amazing day playing cranium with a great bunch of friends. As old as we get, board games really do bring us back to another time.

Life is full of Interruptions and Complications

"Welcome to the land of fame, excess, am I gna fit in?"
~ Miley Cyrus

Ah Miami, home of the rich, the famous, the party goers. State of extravagance, excess and sunshine. How I love thee =).

Attempting to be studious before having too much fun.
 









Oh glorious sunshine, how I have missed you!


 









Barnyard reunited!



  









KLASSICS =) 


 










 Miami lovin'


 













Perfect days












Was amazing seeing everyone together again, and a pleasant surprise seeing how Miko, Hema and me had parted during summer thinking we wouldn't see each other til the following summer. Chalk up city no. 4 for me and Gil meeting in! =).

So first day consisted of me and Jing getting in at 11pm. Took a taxi to the terminal and lo and behold sitting in the shadows was a...COW! lol. Got on the island, spent time talking and indulging in Jing's Middle Eastern male construction worker fantasies >_<...Nancy Ajram is gorgeous.

Woke up late the nxt morning and headed to the beachside for some brekkie. (shorts! flipflops!) Then off for grocery shopping picking up a few bottles of wine along the way. Miko and Hema turned up around 4 pm and then we started cooking! Fun stuff with a lot of chaos in the kitchen especially when you have 5 girls attempting to slice, dice and cook.

Had dinns then sat around the balcony chatting. Watched Love Actually which is still an AMAZING film.
Next day me and Gil sat around a Football field watching guys play while Jing had her haircut. Ah. It's amazing how sunshine makes everything so much more interesting. Went shopping, didn't buy too much. Headed home and sat around reading mags (god how I miss being so free). Miko and Hema got back and then we headed out for dinner at the Italian restaurant, then out for a night on the town. Nothing was really happening seeing how Thanksgiving was just the day before so we sat down for drinks. No ID checking, woohoo. Got VIP passes for this nightclub however SOME people were underage so we didn't get in. No biggie, was a fun time anyhow.

Early morning of the last day, lathered up the suntan lotion, put on the shades and headed for the beach for a serious session of lazing. Beyond gorgeous weather, white deck chairs and plush towels. I have sworn that in 20 yrs I will own a house on an island. With a beach. Had our turkey sandwiches for lunch, said bye to Miko and Hema and headed back to the beach again. But the sun was waning by then so it didn't have the same effect. Sigh. End of a perfect day. Dinner at Il Gabbiano with the most amazing amazing cheese ever. Ever. Stuffed ourselves silly then headed home to conk out before being rudely awakened at 3:30am. Dragged the half comotose Jing and Gil to drop me off and spent the next 12 hrs or so passed out in between connecting flights and reading my txtbook.

Miami'09 <3. Beyond perfect.

Psyched

Tanya's place 2004 for Vicki and Yukino's leaving.
Good times.

Partial Barnyard reunion. PSYCHED!

They say friends are the family you choose. Definitely true <3

MZ Birthday

Omfg, you'd think by the age of 20 my stupid face would have begun its miraculous spring cleaning of its acne, but NO of course not.

I think I'm reacting badly to something...might be the salicylic facewash found in my cupboard...or Mei's handmade bathbombs, I'm not too sure. But what I'm definitely sure about is that I'm BREAKING OUT. hate acne hate acne hate acne

Onto happier things. Penang this weekend was a blast, headed off from work to Sentral then to my flight and was in Penang by 9:30pm where I was picked up by the gang. Went back to Mei's where I had some toast, attempted to practice you and I with Colin and Mei and failed spectacularly with me having no clue how to play the rhythm or chords, then headed off to E&O to start the deco around 11pm.

Not too much help I was, after awhile me, Hema and Colin were basically sitting around staring into space while Mei and Miko wrestled with the fake vines that were gna be placed in the bathtub. I was deliriously laughing after awhile coz I was so tired from waking up early the whole week and we were raining petals attempting to artfully strew them on the sheer gauze dangling from the century old lamps. Which by the way looked like they were going to fall very soon....The lamps, not the petals

We were done by 1am and Zoe joined us at Gurney hotel where we proceeded to lug all the foodstuff and snacks into room 2802. Took a shower and promptly fell asleep with Zoe on the floor (as she always seems to be).

Woke up at 10am with Mei knocking on the door asking whether we wanted to follow her to help set up, but yeah, I think we were all a bit out of it, so she and Miko headed there while I proceeded to book the spa day for me and Hema. Zoe went off to get bus tickets while the Americans (at least those in U's there) headed to Gurney Plaza to pick up presents for MZ parents. After much arguing and stressing, decided on foodstuff from Crabtree&Evelyn with their English teas/cookies/desserts.

Didn't want to pay 10 ringgit for a 3 min ride down the road(freaking taxis ripping us off majorly), so decided to walk back which took all of 20 mins or so. Went to the spa and after being told the lulur would turn us yellow, decided on something else instead. Massage was amazing, the cracking at the start was my spine realigning and felt slightly molested by the masseuse seeing how we were totally stripped....barring underwear....damn, awkward. Good thing she was a woman....

Scrub was nice and heating, took a shower after and decided that the skin felt much better. Ginger tea after was yum too, finished Hema's as well since she didnt like it. After that headed back up where Hema was due to be picked up for the hair apptment. Zoe and me headed to the pool for a bit after then back down to shower and get ready. Reminded me of prom so much.

The other two "americans" came back after and after much hassle we were off! Got barred from entering the arctic party area by MZ who looked sooo pretty =), went outside and camwhored alot more.

Then the party started, was nice meeting Mei's other friends from Penang days and some from London, the deco was beautifully done, and knowing Mei's penchant for control, everything was perfect. Good food, yummy champagne and even yummier desserts! Sugar overdose majorly that night!

Was a good night of eating, joking, reminiscing, posing, more eating, eating somemore, stealing candies...performances by Mei, Faiz & Colin, I chickened out of playing the piano seeing how I left the score in the hotel but I took pics with Uncles' gargantuous SLR which was SO much fun to shoot with! I WANT AN SLR!

Party wrapped up at 1am with the teens still around helping to clear the million and one balloons, and us having fun with the helium. E&O rooms are really really nice. Headed back to Gurney at around 1:30 am, changed, attempted to finish off her scrapbook and fell asleep exhausted. Miko was mad and didn't take a shower and fell asleep in the living room area. Her and her paranoia about being clean b4 hopping into bed!

Woke up at 11am on Sunday. Sunday revolved around eating. I'm not kidding. Woke up snacked on the crap we had bought, packed up, went for lunch at the Penang Chinese Association lunch thingy with home cooked food which was amazingly good. Endured bouts of loud singing by the oldies accompanied by the requisite clanging keyboard with backing beat, while trying to navigate the small square table loaded with food and 8 people surrounding it. My mum's cousin is apparently a trustee of the thing as her name on the plaque on the wall shows. Haha, man we're big in Penang =)

Headed back to Mei's where we sat in the kitchen snacking on more snacks. Headed to the market opposite E&O coz it's apparently heritage weekend. Bought candles and earrings from the bazaar with some kickass soyabean milk. Sat in the sauna that was Mei's van attempting not to stick to each other or the seats. Dropped zoe off at the bus station, then decided to go up Penang Hill coz it was SO HOT.

Our driver up Penang Hill also turned into our waiter in the restaurant on the top =S. Hema was very confused at first, but then we ended up laughing over it. Breeze was nice up there, tea was good at higher altitudes and the crepe was decent, small but ok you're not really paying for the food, you're paying for the nice high view n english garden feel....

Headed back down on the bumpy 15 min rollarcoaster ride downhill, dno how ppl walk up it! It's perfect for DOE Platinum!

Went to the airport to see her dad off, sat there and ate more McD. Then went for seafood dinner! Seriously, we ate at EVERY SINGLE STOP.

Dinner was lovely with crabs, tofu, prawns, watercress soup...mmmmm, love asian food!!!! esp seafood at a table set up by a walkway next to the sundry shop within reach of the pails they use for washing the dishes. Only in Asia methinks. Only in Malaysia =)

Got sent off to the airport and hopped on the plane back home to work the next day. Sigh.

Perfect weekend to say the least.