Selamat Datang from Kuala Lumpur
Ok I’ve got a stable internet connection so Ithink it’s safe to blog without some last minute glitch. I think I’ll just through chronologically what I’ve done the past couple of days.
12th December
It was time for me to say goodbye to Hong Kong, my home for the past two and a half weeks. I had such a ball in HK with my relatives and friends! I love the feeling of going shopping everyday, with the mindset that everything in HK is a bargain compared to australia 
. I’ve felt this last trip to HK has been especially important because it’s been the first time that I’ve actually had the chance to talk to my grandma and get to know her. She’s such a funny woman, I think all my retardness is inherited from her. She basically recited bits and pieces of her life story to me everyday for one hour in the morning before she went for her mid morning nap around 11 and then she’d come out for lunch and I’d been gone.
You know how I blogged previously that my Grandma thought the maid was stealing – well it turns out there’s more than one culprit in the household. Gran was telling me about how she used to be a housekeeper for three doctors. Everyday she’d iron, cook and clean – tough work but it was the only thing she knew how to do apparently.
Anyway one of the doctor’s homes was just on two levels above her own apartment. Everyday she’d cook lunch for them but she’d always cook a bit “extra” for the family when in reality it was really her own lunch – heh. But get this, she also had a tendency to “borrow” some items from the pantry but of course her boss didn’t know. After their lunch she’d request a “break” where she went downstairs to have “lunch” when in reality she would stash her stolen loot and take a 1hr nap.
HA! When I said “No wonder you’re such a snitch when it comes to accusing the maids of stealing! You did it yourself!”, she smiled smugly and laughed like an evil old granny.
Ahh lovee her. When it came time to go, she was all quiet. I think she was kind of sad and teary 
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I took an airport bus to Chep Lap Kok Airport, checked in, passed through immigration where I got grilled over my missing HK entrance stamp again and finally boarded SQ861 bound for Singapore. I was seated next to a Singaporean couple who had jsut come back from a holiday in China, Macau and HK. They were very nice and offered me some Eclipse Mints as well as some handy tips on what to do/eat in Singapore.
When we arrived at Singapore Changi Airport, it felt like the Amazing Race because we had just under 1hr to collect our baggage, dump it at the left baggage service, catch a train to another terminal and check in. In the middle my mum was freaking out because she forgot the password for her new cardso we couldn’t withdraw money from the ATM but luckily the baggage service accepted credit card.
We made it to the check-in counter with just 5minutes before closing and breathed a heavy sigh of relief. We lined up for immigration again. In front of us was this Bangladeshi family – one mum and four kids. They were bitching about us in their own language, eyeing us up and down so I returned the favour and made some remarks on the behaviour of the children in Canto to my mum. Hmmph.
Once past immigration I had another mini-heart attack as I saw on the TV screen “AK0057 Kuala Lumpur – Final Call”. So off we were again on our mini amazing race journey – my mum running in her atrocious lime green t-shirt, bulging Sydney 2000 bumbag and her fake LeSportSac handbag and me running like an oversized Oompa Loompa wearing a huge fluroscent orange backpack on my back and another blue one on my front. Ironically, the gate happened to be the furthest one away from immigration. Go figure.
Boarded. Took-off. Landed. And man the weather hits you like a brick in the face. It was hot, humid, sticky, sweaty, tropical, mosquit0-ey not to mention very smelly. Caught a short shuttle bus to TUNE LCCT HOTEL. The first thing that happened when we opened the door? It hit the end of the bed… the room was that small! You couldn’t even open the door without hitting to bed -_-.
13th December
Breakfast consisted of Nasi Lemak – fast food style. It was horrible – oily, tough and tasteless. Ergh. Checked in for our flight to Penang. No worries there. Up and away and a quick landing and I was in sunny Penang – home of the UNESCO heritage protected Georgetown – a city of mixed identity forged on the different waves of immigrants. The town is a blend of British, Spanish, Chinese, Tamil and Malaysian culture, architecture and cuisine.
Found the RapidPenang bus to the city. On board I was eavesdropping on two families conversing (totally not stalkerish). One family consisted of two parents and two kids; they were Malaysian Chinese and just taking a local holiday. The other family was far more exotic! They were FRENCH but get this, they’re living in Tianjin, China. Unfortunately the families didn’t discuss anything of much interest besides “BONJOUR HAHA I CAN SPEAK FRENCH TOO” and I seem to have forgotten most of junior French so I couldn’t understand a word the frenchies were saying.
Found the Mingood Hotel after walking for 15 minutes and man was it in a hole of a location. Next to it is a “Kowloon Hotel” with a huge sign saying “FOR SALE/RENT” but the thing is this “hotel” is empty. It’s just a huge shell with no windows, no doors, just a three levels of concrete stained with charcoal stains and graffiti. There was broken glass everywhere and it felt like it had been abandoned in a hurry.
In the hotel lobby I saw a scrap piece of paper that said “Mingood Hotel? More like MinBAD hotel. HA HA HA”. I chuckled to myself
After we dumped our shizzle in our room we had to brave the army of motorbikes like brave tribal warriors, clutching onto our bags tightly like old grannies because the hotel had a sign saying “BE CAREFUL OF BIKE GANGS WHO DRIVE UP FROM BEHIND AND STEAL YOUR BELONGINGS”.
We needed to find a church for Sunday mass so we walked for half an hour to the ‘closest’ Catholic Church. However, when we arrived all we found were bolted wooden doors. Apparently there was no 6pm Sunday mass and if we wanted to go to one we should have walked to St Francis of Xavier, one street away from out hotel.
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but God was looking out for us that day because the Malaysian couple we asked offered us to drive us there!! Thank you Felix and your wife, if you ever read this which I hope you don’t because I sound like a creepy stalker. But yeah, they were really friendly and genuine people. The wife was telling us about how they just came back from their 10 year anniversary honeymoon in the Gold Coast. Merry Christmas Felix!
For dinner we ate Wonton noodles at a Malaysian dai pai dong. The noodles were tasty tasty (t-a-s-t-e-y), the wontons not so great but for $3.5 Malaysian Ringgits, I’m not complaining! (divide by 3 for AUD) I know many people who would pass out at the thought of eating at such a disgusting and dirty patch of bitumen but it’s their loss. you only live once! Just eating at a street stall was an experience in itself because I love trying out AUTHENTIC local experiences. I absolutely HATE commercialised touristy places like Ladies/Goldfish/Flower St in HK because to me that’s not the “real” culture – it’s just some substandard, cheesy, mass-produced crap.
14th December
Checked out of the Mingood Hotel after breakfast which consisted of Blood Oranges, Toast and Cereal and made our way on foot to the local bus interchange at Komtar. Waited 40 minutes for the airport bus which took another hour to get to the airport. Everything was fine and dandy and in no time we were on our way back to KLIA -LCCT. As soon as you go through the arrivals hall, there’s a whole row of counters saying “Taxis” “Buses to____”, each with a unrelenting sales rep, determined to scream at you “TAXI TAXI? TAXI TAXI? BUS TO SENTRAL BUS TO SeNTRAL BUS TO SENTRAL?!” Sometimes when I feel like being pampered I purposely walk close by them, pretending to be interested and then waving them off.
No paparazzi thanks 
Too bad this time I had to grovel at their feet because I really did need to catch a bus to the city. The 1hr bus trip cost 9MYR and lasted 1 hour from KLIA-LCCT to KL Sentral. Oh my god. The bus was choc-a-bloc full so mum and I were separated which was fine…except for the fact sitting behind me were two hyperactive kids who did not stop jumping up and down, shouting at each other. Midway through the trip one of them thought it’d be funny if they’d touch my hair – little freaks. Once was “ok…” Twice was “hmm…” and the third time was “Wtf… ok stop it right now and gtfo you little @%#W$Y#%Q&#$&”
On top of this the kid would sporadically burst out into a high pitched scream that would deafen half the passengers on board. I swear if that kid touched me again one more time I would turned around and given a a real piece of my mind.
Once we got off the bus we took a short tram ride to Dangi Wang station and walked 10 mins to the Maytower Hotel which is where I am now
I’m here for tonight and half of tomorrow night (I have to wake up at 3am to catch a 6am flight back to Singapore). Just a couple more days until home again – whoop whoop! I hope everyone is chillaxin and taking it easy before the big day on the 16th.
PEACE!
(and love and understanding, if you get what I mean)
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SORRY
Hi everyone,
BLOGGING FAIL. I’m sorry I haven’t blogged in about a week but I didn’t have any internet access whilst I was staying with Mawson in Wanchai. They were charging HKD$60 an hour and at that price I just didn’t think it was worthwhile. BUT DO NOT FRET!!!! Because I still “blogged” with pen and paper and made heaps of notes after each day so I will be blogging about HK just that it’d be delayed . It’s better than nothing I guess :\
Right now I’m in the lobby of the Tune Hotel at the Kuala Lumpur Low Cost Carrier Terminal (LCCT). The weather in Malaysia is very hot and humid, very tropically – nothing like the dry weather of HK or Australia.
I fly out tomorrow for Penang at 11am, returning back to KL on the 14th. Then I spend two nights in KL before flying to Singapore on the morning of the 16th and then back to Sydney. I arrive back in Aus on the morning of the 17th.
I have so much to talk about at the moment but I think I’ll save the bulk of that for the actual hk blogs later. I don’t have much time left (yes I’m dying) so I’ll just jot down the most pertinent happenings
- Mawson booked a hotel that was adjacent to the Red Light District.
- The hotel was also opposite the Metropark Hotel, the one that had all its guests forcibly quaratined for 10 days due to the swine flu outbreak this year.
- Quentin did a model shoot by a fountain in Macau
- “MY UNDERPANTS ARE WET” – Belle, after Andrew and I forced her to sit at the front of one of those log water rides at Ocean Park
- Quentin’s sister looks exactly like him with long hair. Lee Anne was right.
- Karaoke in HK is so much better than in Australia
- Took a photo with two Macanese school girls after asking them for directions.
- Quentin’s sister has the exact same facial expressions as him.
- Oil paper in HK is cheap
- Went to the Big Buddha and totally desecrated any form of self-dignity we had by taking fob pictures in front of it.
- Took a glass bottom cable car over the moutains and ocean for 25mins.
- Went to Ocean Park with Andrew, Quentin, Belle, Kelly and their mum, Mawson and Sam.
- Went to Macau with BBQSAMS, extra S for quentin’s sister
- Chris is a loser for dropping out
- Belle and I were held up by customs and almost missed out ferry to Macau.
- Quentin paid, what he thought was, a $10 tip EVEN THOUGH WE ALREADY PAID THEM A TIP WITH THE 10% SERVICE CHARGE!
- QUENTIN MADE US EAT AT THE MOST RIP OFF PLACE EVER CALLED SPAGHETTI HOUSE WHICH SHOULD BE KNOWN AS SPAG-A-BULLSHIT HOUSE. GARGH! MAKES ME SO ANGRY!
It’s 12:45 am now and I should sleep before my flight to Penange tomorrow. We almost missed our flight to KL today but we made it in the nick of time 5 mins before check-in closed.
I hope I can make up for some lost blogging time in the next couple of days because tehre’s free internet everywhere in KL.
TTYLZZZz
RIP BBQSKAMS
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HK #3 – sowoneul malhaebwa x30
- BBQ SCAM!
OH EM GEE GEE GEE GEE BABY BABY! MY LIFE IS COMPLETE! OH EM GEEEEE! *hyper ventilate*
Today I witnessed, possibly, the most heart-pounding feeling a k-pop fan could experience. Today I saw GIRLS GENERATION’S GENIE MV IN HIGH DEFINITION x30 times on LCD screens. I nearly fainted! I was walking through New Town Plaza with Quentin (yes I met up with that loser, but more about that later) and we were passing by this TV store when suddenly this radiant beam of pink caught our eye. You can imagine what happen next. We ran screaming, flailing our arms in the air like crazy netizens (korean pop fans), entranced by the allure of the fabled leg kicks. Yeah, it was awesome. Chris, Nathan, Eddy – be jealous! I took a photo of the screens but then Igot told off by the shop assistant but I was a rebel and snuck another photo from outside the shop so technically I wasn’t on his property. HA! Oh and then we saw the Wonder Girls singing Nobody at another store but they are so out now *hand*.
Sorry that was the highlight of my day. ACTUALLY NO IT WASNT!!!! Because after we both recovered from our brief moment of hysteria we found a CD shop that sold K-POP CDs!!! Oh gosh, it was so FANTASTIC FANTASTIC ELASTIC ELASTIC!!!! We had another crazy fan-girl moment and Quentin got violent as he pushed me out of the way to see the DBSK CDs – not that I care because they suck. I was more interested in the other CDs on offer including 2PM, Kara, Girls Generation, SHINee and Brown Eyed Girls! Of course I didn’t buy anything because I’m too cheap and I already have all the good songs through other means (ahem) but Quentin did buy a SHINee CD.
Ok. REWIND!
1/12/09
I was sleeping soundly until I was rudely awakened by Glen Miller’s “In the Mood” playing at max volume. It turned out to be Quentin caling from Tsuen Wan. He wanted to meet up so I begrudgingly agreed and set an appointment for 2pm at Shatin New Town Plaza. I went back to sleep but within 10 minutes I received yet another vphone call! (I’m so popular!) It was my aunt (the one who lives with my grandma), she was asking me whether I wanted to come over for dinner. My answer? HECK YEAH – free dinnner = awesome.
I went YumCha-ing with my aunt and cousin and we had all the usual stuff. I’m going to do some chingrish translations and you can see whether you can guess them: “salty water corner”, “intestines noodles”, “egg tart”, “siu mai”, “char siew farn”, “beef balls” etc. etc Then my cousin left for uni and I was left with my aunt. We caught a mini bus from Fanling to the station and a train to Shatin. I needed to exchange some clothes I purchased the day before on the 30th because they were too small.
*cue bitch rant*
FAROUT! On the 30th I was browsing through some of their summer clearance sales at Esprit when the stereotypical 20 yr old female shop assistant approached me. She did what every HK shop assistant does – nag.
Can I help you? We have a lot of new styles. If you spend over $1200 today you can become a member of our loyalty club!!!
Usually when I answer “I’m just browsing” the people leave me alone but this one was particularly annoying. She continued:
Are you from overseas? I can hear your accent isn’t from HK.
Yes, I’m from Australia
Ooh! My boyfriend is from Australia, he’s rich! How come you’re on holidays so early, he tells me they usually let you off mid-December.
And you get the idea -_-, she just kept going :@
How much are you planning to spend? (wtf O_O, noyb bitch) Do you come to HK often? How come you’re shopping alone? who are you living with?
FAROUT STFU PLOX. I think she thought I was one of those loaded asian kids with rich parents who visit HK every year. Gargh – makes me mad just thinking about her. Funnily enough, the next day when Iwent to exchange my purchases I saw she was there but hid away when I was choosing new clothes.
Bitch.
*end bitch rant*
I was supposed to meet Q at 2pm (the hottest time of teh day) but I kind of took my time shopping at Espirt. Out of sheer conincedence he was also shopping at Espirit at the time! You can imagine his shocked look when I shouted “Quentin!” *omona” I ditched him for a while whlst Iwnet shopping @ G2000 for some dress shirts – bought 2 at HKD$200 a shirt. Then met up with him and went to SNOOPY WORLD or as I like to call it SPOONY WORLD. (When I was little, my mum bought me a pair of pants that said SPOONY. It wasn’t until I was 10 that I realised it was a mistake T_T). Took some luvos but they’re on that losers’ camera since my camera takes horrible photos. Hopefully he’ll send me them once he cbb.
2/12/09
Woke up at 10am. My aunt made me breakfast – Fanling speciality = egg tart! Then we did the daily trek out to the city Fanling–>Kowloon Tong–> Mong Kok. Went shopping for pants because I have none – yes I walk around the apartment in my undies. Went to Baleno on the recommendation of Simon Chow. They have this cool Buy 4 get 4 free socks deal. I bought 4 pair of suit/formal pants? (what do you call them?) Bought a belt with a big “B” for bitch.
Bought another “gay darn jay” chocolate flavoured this time but it was disgusting. Ambled into COTTON ON – gargh it’s here as well! Just came back and I’m very tired now. My feet are beginning to smell pretty funky now . I realised I’ve been wearing the same pair of shoes for the past week, I had a sniff and PFUI WHAT A PONG!
HAHAAH! My aunt is shouting her head off at the moment with my uncle because someone from the upper levels has been chucking rubbish down on their window ledge. There’ like all this dried soup shit stuck there atm. Apprently it’s not the first time it’s been happening! They’re both going off – having a good old bitch “GUM BEEN TAI AH!”
It is the 2nd of December already but on the up-side there’s only 3 more days til THE AMAZING RUSE HK offically begins. Hopefully we’ll have an update from Mawson the slut and Quentin the bitch later as they make their way to the first clue.Who will be the first to fall?
Uh huh
Rose Apples! I LOVE THESE!! I thinkthey're from Thailand - they're really "sorn how" refreshing?
FRADULENT TIMTAMS!
MADE IN INDONESIA! WTF?!
French toast at Fairwood - HKD$17
Yum Cha - sorry it looks a bit grotty but I eat messily 
Combination dimsum
The only picture I have of Q from our outing in Shatin
TELL ME YOUR WISH! ADAGDAHSYHKJFKLJSFJL :BYJKHNVKBNXBdfUY"NRU:$W"&& *faint*
Breakfast
My Aunt's lunch - jooy yook berng farn "pork biscuit rice"
My lunch - seafood bake
Official warning for the "been tai" people
Me being a tourist @ Kowloon Tong
Me being a tourist ON SOY SAUCE STREET LOL!
3/5!!! (Getting there Eddy!)
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HK #2 -i shat-in shatin
Wassup my homies? I’m hailing from Shatin atm with my 7yr old ocusin next to me and my grandma next to me. Hmm I wanted to upload a bunch of photos but facebook and imageshack and other things are blocked on my cousin’s laptop. Poo.
What’s been happening:
- Yesterday I went suit shopping – getting ready for next year. I went to a shop called G2000 which had some really trendy styles but of course you can’t shop at the first shop you visit so onwards we went. The suits were priced at around$1200HKD (divide by 7 at the current ER rate) = $180 which is quite reasonable for a suit, I think. Then I visited some more boutiques and walked into a tailor at Jordan. Ended up buying a tailor-made suit for HKD $820. I hope it’s OK quality, I’m going to pick it up on the 3rd.
- OMG!! KELLY, SIM, CHRIS if you’re reading this, you know the tie I wanted to get for formal – the purple one that was AUD$40 T_T? I bought the exact same one for only HKD$25 = AUD$3.50 ish. WHAT A BARGAIN!
- My cousin who is trilingual (mando, canto, engrish) refuses to speak Canto to me. We always converse in English. (speaking of Converse; Chucks here are only AUD$30!!?! and I saw this at an actual Converse store, not a dodgy street vendor). I’ve been playing I-Spy with him which is helping him with his Engrish. Yes, he actually does speak a mix of English +Chinese = Engrish.
- bought many clothes. I think i’ve spent AUD$300 so far T_T. Bought 2 jackets, a shirt, a pair of jeans. Need to buy more pants.
- Walked into Giordano because I was lured by the 30% off sign. Started browsing around the jeans trolley. Shop assistant asks me “Are you buying for somebody else?” I stare blankly at her like O_O and reply “No, it’s for myself”. “These are for women. The men’s section is inside to your right” FML.
- Yumcha everyday is FUN! Everything is so cheap and tasty tasty. Fergalicous def… Oh yeah the Nike, Addidas , H&M, etc. shops love to play Lady Gaga and other “in” pop music. I find it a bit weird because they probably have no idea what the song is about but heck neither do I.
- Grandma is funny. She walks around the apartment with her pot belly doing those asian hand exercises where you swing your arms in front and then she smacks her butt counting “1…2…3…4…1…2…”
- There is free wifi in HK everywhere! YAY!
- McDonalds here has some weird and wonderful offerings. I haven’t actually eaten there yet but I saw they serve Chocolate pasties, Coke Spiders and lemon tea.
- I love (canto literal translation) “chicken egg boy”. It’s like a Chinese waffle thing but in the shape of a funny mould. I’ll upload a photo when I get the time.
- If you love convenience then you’ll love HK underground metro system (MTR) but changing trains is freaking annoying. And don’t expect to find a seat! I was living in Kennedy Town for the first night with my dad and I had to travel to City One. I caught a tram from Kennedy Town –> WanChai (change for MTR) –> Admirality (change lines) –> MongKok (change line) –> Kowloon Tong (change line) –> Tai Wai (change line) –> City One. ZZZZZZZ
- Food in HK is GREAT especially the western style fast food restaurants (Cafe de Coral, Maxim and Fairwood). We had hotpot dinner at Cafe de Coral yesterday, it was very interest to say the least!
- To pass time when we’re walking through HK, I’ve been playing a game with my parents. I like to call it “Spot the Hoe” or “Spot the Slut”. Seriously there are SO many prostitutes here in HK. They kind of loiter around in the streets dressed in their short short minskirts, skanky knee high boots, busty shirts and colour contacts. It’s disgusting. And honestly, some of them are all that pretty… Some of them are like in their 50s?! WTF?!
- I SHAT-IN SHATIN!
SEE YOU SOON AMIGOS! (with photos hopefully)
2/5.
P.s My parents are abandoning me *sniff*, well for a week at least. They’re going to Beijing and leaving me all alone in HK – BOOYAH! Freeeedom!
EDIT: I NOW HAVE IMAGESHACK ACCESS YAY!
Acupuncture for pets?!
Food court type area found underneath every apartment block
Breakfast. All this and more for AUD$3
Inside a tram
Tram to WanChai
Less than AUD30c a ride. The orange box is where you swipe your Octopus card.
Buffet lunch for AUD$7!
Suit shopp
Flamingoes in Hong Kong!
Sunset in Tsim Tsa Shui
My cousin and I
Remember the picture of those tied up crabs in my Hangzhou post? Well I got to finally try them out in HK!
There was lots of yummy crab roe inside
BAILEYS flavoured ice cream at Haagen Dazs
My aunt and I at church
"Chicken egg boy"
Three Generations at the 'floating' restaurant in Shatin
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