Showing posts with label travel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label travel. Show all posts
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Saturday, May 30, 2009
the 39 hours revenge therapy
This post is about how i waste my time when i went back to the old country for a week off earlier this month. What i am trying to tell you is i will bored you to death with this super cheesy titled post. so here it goes....
Most of the time was spent rebonding with my favourite people in the world (...and the award goes to the 5 nieces and 4 nephews), and the least favourite part: spending a weekend (approximately 30+ hours of suffering) catching up with old associates and nemesis alike for some long overdue hi-5vers.
and unfortunately, on that fateful weekend a game of futsal friendly was organised by my former classmates (aka a lame excuse for a mini reunion), and at the end of the match it is safe to say that our opponent was not harmed...maybe due to some cantilevered bellies and/or weak bones since most of us will hit 60 soon
Aftermath? the best part of the day. the part i miss the most when i'm abroad. The secret of every healthy malaysian: daily dosage of latenite supper at the mamak chit-chatting cock and bull
Meet-up with Joen, Idora and Miss Aina that morning. We rode a big steel junkyard that ferries vehicles and innocent people to the island.
They call em ferry.,,then had brunch at a place that does not serve curry
next on the agenda were Penang Hill and Feringgi. I'll let the piccas do the writing
Thanx to Amir, Scott, Joeneng, Idora and Miss Aina for your all around RAD-ness
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credit roll
1. futsal pix courtesy of Hisham Talib's FB
2. additional penang pix courtesy of the trigger-happy snaps of scott and joeneng
3. huge kudos to Amir for pimping the ride and accommodation
and a big hug for sending me off at KLIA...u guys definitely in my good books with great grades
btw, did i tell you earlier in the post that i will bored you to death?
and unfortunately, on that fateful weekend a game of futsal friendly was organised by my former classmates (aka a lame excuse for a mini reunion), and at the end of the match it is safe to say that our opponent was not harmed...maybe due to some cantilevered bellies and/or weak bones since most of us will hit 60 soon
So why mamak hangout is so popular? maybe the super-efficient service or, maybe the tonnes of kas-kas? some of them are very humble too, they even pose a picture with you
Lose your illusions
Meet-up with Joen, Idora and Miss Aina that morning. We rode a big steel junkyard that ferries vehicles and innocent people to the island.
They call em ferry.,,then had brunch at a place that does not serve curry
next on the agenda were Penang Hill and Feringgi. I'll let the piccas do the writing
Nite Nite
rise n shine, and the things after
vroommm back to KL,
a short but fulfilling road trip indeed
Thanx to Amir, Scott, Joeneng, Idora and Miss Aina for your all around RAD-ness
credit roll
1. futsal pix courtesy of Hisham Talib's FB
2. additional penang pix courtesy of the trigger-happy snaps of scott and joeneng
3. huge kudos to Amir for pimping the ride and accommodation
and a big hug for sending me off at KLIA...u guys definitely in my good books with great grades
btw, did i tell you earlier in the post that i will bored you to death?
Monday, May 4, 2009
Sunday, November 11, 2007
[THIS IS CRAP]
Thanx to Sil-puh C and Niterider Sapphire for informing me that my semi-naked pic here was featured on the VOX front homepage.
The nice people behind VOX certainly has a poor taste =)
Monday, October 8, 2007
Bali 2007 Day 5: Kintamani to Ubud
A continuation of Bali day 1, day 2. day 3 and day 4
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This morning, a few of us woke up earlier than usual to catch the majestic sunrise.
Nice is an understatement.
it was a supremely chilled morning, the girls couldn't resist to slip for an hour or two more.
<Main Ski? for full description, maybe you could ask Rehot>
...A few hours later, woke-up for the second time
due to the meteoric scenery, i couldn't resist to take a short clip of the morning:
predictably, another short clip:
(caution: watchout for jos' sparkling teeth)
after those 6 stomachs were satisfied; Scott, Jos and me decided to go for a morning walkabout while Sedi, Kechique and Joker taunt us from the room balcony
in our previous life, all three of us are fishermen. We are so glad that we found a small sampan near the danau... seems like old times
this pic shows jos and me badmouthing the guys in the balcony
after all the politix ended peacefully, we packed our things. Time to go
today we shall checkout the KIntamani Town, the 'Mother Temple' of Besakih and overnite at Ubud, the arts and culture center of Bali
but first, we have a quick stopover nearby. Apparently there was a change of supir (driver)
Continue the journey but pause for a moment at Kintamani's Town.
Then, all of a sudden, we were approched by an army of locals trying to force us to buy all sorts of goods. They became increasingly nasty and we had no choice but to take refuge and blast-off
Drove for another half an hour before we stopped at Besakih Temple,
the largest of the island's 11,000 or so temples. Sits in a series of
slopes, it is made up of courtyards consisting of altars and shrines
Apparently, any flesh exposure is deemed disrespectful to the 'gods'. So the sexy ones had to cover themselves with sarong.
but no fear, out-of-the-blue, a beauty suddenly appear
looks like the world paused for a moment...hahaha
Spent almost a full hour back and forth among the 7 tiered terraces of over 50 structures.
on the way out i stumbled upon this writing on a shopfront near the temple entrance
Nice is an understatement.
it was a supremely chilled morning, the girls couldn't resist to slip for an hour or two more.
<Main Ski? for full description, maybe you could ask Rehot>
...A few hours later, woke-up for the second time
due to the meteoric scenery, i couldn't resist to take a short clip of the morning:
(scene: the surrounding+Sedi awaken from slumber+Joker drying his towel; while LA ska/raggae/dub band The Aggrolites was hitting in the background via the W610)
There is nothing more magnificient than indulging your appetite for morning breakfast under the whole setting
...and to make matters worse, we are so damn hungry
There is nothing more magnificient than indulging your appetite for morning breakfast under the whole setting
...and to make matters worse, we are so damn hungry
predictably, another short clip:
(caution: watchout for jos' sparkling teeth)
after those 6 stomachs were satisfied; Scott, Jos and me decided to go for a morning walkabout while Sedi, Kechique and Joker taunt us from the room balcony
in our previous life, all three of us are fishermen. We are so glad that we found a small sampan near the danau... seems like old times
this pic shows jos and me badmouthing the guys in the balcony
after all the politix ended peacefully, we packed our things. Time to go
today we shall checkout the KIntamani Town, the 'Mother Temple' of Besakih and overnite at Ubud, the arts and culture center of Bali
but first, we have a quick stopover nearby. Apparently there was a change of supir (driver)
Continue the journey but pause for a moment at Kintamani's Town.
Then, all of a sudden, we were approched by an army of locals trying to force us to buy all sorts of goods. They became increasingly nasty and we had no choice but to take refuge and blast-off
the largest of the island's 11,000 or so temples. Sits in a series of
slopes, it is made up of courtyards consisting of altars and shrines
Apparently, any flesh exposure is deemed disrespectful to the 'gods'. So the sexy ones had to cover themselves with sarong.
In addition, the place is superhuge..we were coaxed by the temple guardians to hire a tourguide..."so that we wont get lost". yea, rite
but no fear, out-of-the-blue, a beauty suddenly appear
looks like the world paused for a moment...hahaha
Spent almost a full hour back and forth among the 7 tiered terraces of over 50 structures.
Balinese people often visit Besakih Temple to receive blessings and lay
offerings at certain shrines. Special calendar dates are more
auspicious than others and during ceremonies it can be an
impressive sight.
offerings at certain shrines. Special calendar dates are more
auspicious than others and during ceremonies it can be an
impressive sight.
on the way out i stumbled upon this writing on a shopfront near the temple entrance
without a doubt, Balinese certainly has a knack for some nice tasty food!
Continue the ride and arrived at Ubud, our penultimate destination for the day almost 2 hours later. Anyone who has a soft spot on anything artsy, this is a must-go for you.
The only place on this trip where we spent 2 nights in succession.
We reached there when it was almost dark..and a mild shower was hitting the town.
the girls looked tired, resting on the front porch. As usual, one in particular was IT-savvy.
Continue the ride and arrived at Ubud, our penultimate destination for the day almost 2 hours later. Anyone who has a soft spot on anything artsy, this is a must-go for you.
The only place on this trip where we spent 2 nights in succession.
We reached there when it was almost dark..and a mild shower was hitting the town.
As usual, we had to find a place to crash first. Joker and me activate our surveillance-mode and find one cozy, nice and cheap place called 'shana bungalow' along central Ubud.
the total of asses is 6, so we went to rent two roomsthe girls looked tired, resting on the front porch. As usual, one in particular was IT-savvy.
Nite
went for dinner at a nearby Nasi Padang and chilled-out at a restaurant called 'Nomad' for drinks after that.
Impressive setting and I-D. Certainly a great place to have a chat on anything from the longlasting influence of Samy Vellu to the intimacy of Barry Prima and Ziela Jalil inside the jungle.
Later that nite, we walked to Ubud Jazz Cafe to watch some musical performance. The cafe' has flourished through word of mouth, a must-go for Ubud visitors for their blend of stylish and intimate atmosphere, where talented musicians (such as siti misai and haslina kamsan) could get together and jam.
Unfortunately, we only managed to enjoy only a hatful of songs (3 songs if i'm not mistaken). Apparently, there is a 'unique' ruling in Ubud that any live performance should not exceed beyond 10.30pm, as 'not to disrupt the public order'. Damn...
...which bring us to the closure of a long, tiring but intimidating day 5.
Impressive setting and I-D. Certainly a great place to have a chat on anything from the longlasting influence of Samy Vellu to the intimacy of Barry Prima and Ziela Jalil inside the jungle.
Later that nite, we walked to Ubud Jazz Cafe to watch some musical performance. The cafe' has flourished through word of mouth, a must-go for Ubud visitors for their blend of stylish and intimate atmosphere, where talented musicians (such as siti misai and haslina kamsan) could get together and jam.
Unfortunately, we only managed to enjoy only a hatful of songs (3 songs if i'm not mistaken). Apparently, there is a 'unique' ruling in Ubud that any live performance should not exceed beyond 10.30pm, as 'not to disrupt the public order'. Damn...
...which bring us to the closure of a long, tiring but intimidating day 5.
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