bangkok, thailand: land of smiles

I’d always wanted to go to Bangkok; obviously I’d never been there, and even though people tell me that it’s a polluted place and not the main to-see in the whole of Thailand, there’s just something about it. Can’t explain why, so I’m not gonna.

Since last year, me and FA had wanted to go to Thailand for Songkran. Then one night Terence messaged me that AirAsia was giving out FREE tickets, starting from 12 a.m. that very night. So I told my sister about it, thinking that she would be interested in the same deal. At the end, we booked ourselves a family holiday to BKK (the process included calling family members and the FA at 2 in the morning for their I/C details). No doubt some people would be asking, why is FA on board our family trip? I don’t know, it just happened. LOL.

We could only get tickets flying to BKK on the last day of Songkran. Reached around 10 in the morning and we passed by vehicles that were splattered with plaster (from the whole plaster+water tradition). Went to our hotel; the Chaophya Park, checked in, then went for lunch.

I don’t remember what we did on the first day. Probably not much, but they had Thai massages. Me and my dad were the only ones who didn’t go for it. We don’t like massages. Pinky was like, wtf you went to Thailand and you didn’t have a massage?!!?! Yeah :P

Second day we had a boat tour on the Chao Phraya Canal. It was dirty, polluted, and many of the wooden houses along the canal were in serious danger of falling apart. Some houses were dangerously tilted, the middle part almost touching the water… you get the drift.

I asked our tour guide; an amiable chap where the residents go when their houses fall apart.

“They go to second floor.” LMAO!

There were many temples along the way, and the final stop was the snake farm before turning back to the main stream. Didn’t go in either; I don’t like snakes :P

On the way back, we stopped at Wat Si Sudaram (I think) to feed the catfish. It was a great way to make a profit out of BKK’s leftover bread, but it was also somewhat fascinating.

Feeding catfish along the Chao Phraya Canal
Fireangel, me and one of my sisters feeding the hungry and greedy catfish

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Off to the Land of Smiles. Be back next week.

death of fashion: leggings

First off, I readily admit that I do not possess any semblance of excellent fashion sense. Sometimes I wear stuff that I get laughed at, sometimes I don’t so it’s pretty safe to say that I am no Anna Wintour (lol, the very idea!). Nowadays I just wear T-shirt and jeans — there’s not much to laugh at T-shirt and jeans.

Yet despite me being unfashion-worldly, the one thing I do know and very well at that is this:


Leggings just so happen to be one of fashion’s worst mistake. It was fine when Jennifer Beals wore it in ‘Flashdance’, because she played a dancer and well, it was the early eighties.

But leggings are definitely not for everyone; in fact when André Leon Talley or someone of that stature was on Oprah, s/he said, “no one should wear leggings”. So I am not making any of this up (never mind that I can’t remember who said it).

All the Hillary Duffs, Lindsay Lohans, the Hilton sisters of the world can wear leggings for all I care. I don’t see them in real life, so it does not affect my daily business in anyway. Images from entertainment gossip sites can be easily dismissed. Celebrities like that are not real anyway ;)

But it is hard to ignore leggings when it flaunts and bounces itself right in front of your very eyes. Even more so when the perpetrator has no business anywhere near leggings in the first place, let alone short denim skirts (which seems to be the ‘thing’ to go with leggings these days).

Like last week I was in a restaurant and was innocently enjoying a rather scrumptious dinner. Then it rained stones and the locusts came, and a lady strolled in and plonked herself at the table right next to us.

Allow me to wield the power of your imagination the scene I had to endure for the rest of the night, with the following image so beautifully illustrated by my talented and esteemed colleague.

Leggings are so wrong
I actually look like that. Do I wear leggings? Hell NO!

And when she bent over…

Sigh. Maybe they should ban leggings instead of iPods on the streets. Public safety is after all at a rather serious stake here, aka for the love of God!!!!!

photo essay for lack of a better title

As I was sorting out my photos yesterday, I found a lot of previously unpublished photos (publishing, cewah…) so here they are in their random state.

The photo of the awesome bumper sticker below was taken (with permission) at a rest stop along the North-South highway.

Awesome bumper sticker


Bwahahahhaha! Sure beats the sassy-wannabe bumper stickers that are let loose around the country. Too many of them suck, then you find a gem.

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no ships :(

Last Sunday after a hearty breakfast of Klang bak kut teh with my childhood friend Richard, we decided to venture out into the wilderness for a bit :P

You see, I’d always wanted to see ships. When I was little, we came to KL to stay a couple days with my mom’s ex-school mate. She and her family lived in the biggest house I’d ever seen, complete with a swimming pool and Super Mario (the version after the cassette tapes). She also took us to a boat trip (they owned a small private yacht) and it was superb!

So it was with that warm fuzzy memory that me and Richard drove out to the Klang ports. After 3 hours of driving round and round and round, the warm fuzzy memory was severely crushed with immense frustration and wanting to tear Paris Hilton’s head and violently swing her around with a limp doll. She’d probably enjoy it anyway.

We drove up to North Port. Because it’s a famous port, right? So illogically it should be filled with ships and yachts and ships and yachts, right?

Of course not. The roads were as confusing as hell, and we almost swerved into a wrong road. Luckily a driver in a humongous lorry honked to alert us that it was an outgoing road.

Needless to say, we couldn’t go into North Port at all. The closest thing to a ship was the massive numbers of contennas in many warehouses.

So, we headed for the West Port. It was a half an hour drive, went past Port Klang town, went past the turning into Star Cruise terminal…

And of course we couldn’t get anywhere remotely near the port. We asked a policemen where we could see the ships, and he said to try the Star Cruise terminal…

… where we were blocked from entering at all.

There goes my hopes of looking at ships and yachts ala CSI: Miami.

So if you are feeling adventurous, forget the North and West ports. We found it out the hard way for you.

p/s: Anyone knows where we CAN see the yachts and ships and boats?