Kellie's Castle, Ipoh. It's really quite creepy.
The famous Bean Sprouts Chicken from Ipoh

Foh San Dim Sum

Old Town White Coffee. The Original Store.
Old Town White Coffee has 2 rivals just opposite their shop. We decided to try their rivals as well. Conclusion: Kang & I like Old town. The other 3 like Sin Yoon Loong.

Old Penang Guesthouse

The very "HUAT" Lorong Selamat Ipoh Char Kway Teow..

Travelling Companions:Jovin, Me, Yali, Geraldine, Kang
My favourite photo from the trip...
They all think that my hororscope is the ugliest... those pesky little tigers!
The Guan Yin Statue that is forever in construction- info by Jovin. Reminded me of Gaudi's Church whose completion is estimated to be 2020. NX, Shanli and I made a pact to go back there when it's completed.
THough it's in construction, it still eliminates a majestic aura..

Collage of our dinner at Gurney Drive
the 4 different expressions whilst eating their durians...

Seafood dinner at Gelang Petah. Yummy!

Another round of durian-eating...

I shalln't post a daily entry for Penang. hahaha... 'cos I've been all 5 cities before, though it was eons ago.... but I still think it's quite incredible to be have been to 5 cities in 3 days. ahahahha...
Seremban-Ipoh-Penang-Melaka-Johor. Tsk tsk..
I had to say it was a good break away from all the things I had to face in Singapore... =)
Whilst travelling, I was reminded of these 2 entries I wrote in 2004 in my other blog.... here goes.
Life's like Driving
"Life is so much like driving. One's own route, one's own journey. When you are tired, you stop and rest. When a car runs out of fuel, I stop and refuel and continue driving. I can just stop at the kiosk to more than just do that. I can buy a snack, wash my car, repair the broken parts etc. I will still go back to it after a while because I have a destination to go to. Along the way to my ending point, I could meet with so many obstacles. It could be just a small rock or something as big as a hole in the road big enough to swallow my car. So I just stop and do what I have to do. If the hole is big, I will have to call for help. My tyres are punctured, I do not know how to change, I call for help too. If I am lost, I can always consult a map or again, I can call for help. At the end of the day, I will still have to continue the journey to my destination. It is not lonely because I have my music to accompany me, occasional sms from a friend or if I am lucky, a pal or a partner who will accompany me on the journey. That companion may not be around all the time. If I drive till I got so exhausted and it is going to be double zig-zag lines for awhile, I can always get that person to help me drive for a little while. As long as I call out for help, my companion/partner will be there to change shift with me, to sing the tunes to the radio with me, to tell me there's danger in front and to even just sit beside me quietly and watch me drive.
my companion has left me for a little while. I am pretty tired now.So I am actually stopping by a petrol kiosk to refuel my car, rest a bit and I am thinking of changing some of its outlook so that I can give my companion a surprise when he comes back to join me. 24 Sept 2004- Friday"
Over a cup of Coffee
"Some broken thots today. It is really very incoherent. I can't find a word to describe how I feel today. It is not sadness, neither is it happiness. I just felt funny...
it was written at coffee bean...here goes...
It's been so long since I felt spontaneous. I am supposed to be on my way for a lesson. But I chose to skip it for this hour to be alone. Nope, not alone, be in my own world. To watch the world goes by as my time come to a standstill. I can't remember when was the last time I have done this. It's been so long since I had mocha. Much longer since my time stopped. Maybe that's why I suddenly felt so tired....
I remember the times at Gloria Jeans, Esplanade with my different groups of friends. That was my favourite place in the world. If I had to give up my world travel for it to reopen again, I would. I had really good times there. I had bad, anxious ones too. As long as I don't feel normal, I would be there.
I just ordered a large ice blended mocha and a new york dog puff.. Am at coffee bean,JP.
I have a love-hate relationship with coffee. You know how sometimes you like someone, yet you don't go up and do all you can to be with that person because somehow you are afraid that the magical feeling would be gone.THat's how I feel about my cup of coffee. I would avoid it when I can. Harmful effects.....Maybe that's why I particularly enjoy my coffee whenever I get the chance to drink it.
I went to learn how to sail during the hols. Like kayaking, one will need to know how to do the capsize drill. I didn't want to, I fight so hard to counterbalance xun. I was afraid of the unpredictable. "Jaws" kept playing in my mind then. I went in the end....twice in fact. It wasn't so hard afterall.
Gossipping was part of my life. I have turned out to be such a monster, a bitch rather. I feel that it is a cover for my insecurities, for me not to face up to reality. I have taken down her photo from my diary coverpage. (I just checked, it was gone with the hacking incident) I no longer hate her. She can say anything she wants to say about me. Her opinion no longer matters to me, so did everyone else from 4E1. I wish them well.
WHy do people cry? I cry when i feel angry. But why do I allow things to upset me in the first place. Maybe because a lot of times I don't even bother to think of the consequence in the first place, perhaps on other times, it is out of my control. Out of my control? Probably just another excuse. If didn't put myself out there, I wouldn't have needed to cry right??
Crap! I am such a pandora's box.
"When I feel cold, I put on a jacket. It is warm, it is cozy."That day when I stopped calling myself Blanketz was the day I began to learn how to sleep without one. It was also the day where I decided that it is time to step out of my comfort zone. If I don't fall, I won't know how sweet success is. I would not even treasure it.
I am nearing to finishing my mocha. I can feel my clock ticking away again.
You know what I always wonder if one day, I wake up without FAITH. I have a lot of faith in things around me. Faith fails me sometimes but I rarely get discouraged. It is something that keep you and I going in life. I am not afraid of failing nowadays because of faith that failing is only a blessing in disguise.
I have reached my last bit of puff and a last sip of coffee. It is time for me to join the motion of life again....- 23 Sep 2004- Thursday"