Showing posts with label travel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label travel. Show all posts

April 23, 2009

ohai shanghai

The theme of this Shanghai pictorial is 'Flora and Fauna'. Like your Standard 5 art project. I'm a girl. I like flowers. Deal with it.
I'm a woodland fairy. Whee. Okay, maybe more woodland mafia-hitman than fairy.

This is peony, the national flower of China. They bloom for one week every spring. This peony is blooming. I like peonies. But every time I say 'peony' it comes out sounding wrong.

This is my retarded pose next to a 1000 year old bonsai of my choice. I like this mini-tree. It looks like a surprised Ent.

Maple and Me. Spring was awesome.

This tree was in Suzhou. Erm, at that gardenn-place we went with that crazy crappy tour guide. Darn, I'll check my travel journal after this and do a proper reporting of places I went and name of things and shit. But for the meantime, when was the last time you stepped outside and smelled the flowers?

April 18, 2009

Swiss Family Shuhaime

This family gets antsy when we stay in one place for too long. So, it took us exactly 56 hours to:

a) pick a random place to travel to; and
b) arrive at the said place.

This year, we closed our eyes and eenie-minnie'ed places we've yet to travel and came up with...SHANGHAI.

Next post for stories and more pictures. 

April 10, 2008

India Pictures. More of 'em.

I promised a travelog-esque post on my trip to India but by Io's ankle, I'm fugging lazy. So I'm putting up random pictures from the trip and hope everyone would be sufficiently entertained.

Pictures from our Taj Visit. Everybody should know about Shah Jehan, beloved wife, yadda yadda.. the Taj is that gorgeous with ridiculously intricate stone designs. Flat gorgeous. The addmission fee for foreigners are around RM100 (as opposed to RM10 for locals) and you get to spend as long as you want in the compound. The weather was alright , a little hot but nothing compared to home. You can't mess with a girl who lives in KL and traipse around Labuan weather with the best of them. Bring it on! (yells Nella from her shady, airconditioned office)That's the Taj's side view. Which is no difference from the front view, lateral view, dorsal view. Genius architecture that it is.

Terrorizing the locals for a picture. The shoe cover was provided with every admission fee for foreigners. Or you could opt to take your shoes off. We like the very stylish covers. Tres chic, non?

View from my hotel rooftop. Yes, that's the Taj. Woke up at 6am to watch the Taj at sunrise. Hence the bleary, basi look. Ignore me and look at the Taj already, will you.

Siblings at a photostudio with the Taj Mahal backdrop. They're on discount. Eiffel Tower backdrop was also on discount but that would be too cheesy, we think.

Stay tune for the next installment where I shall post more (disturbing) picture of myself having a nuclear implosion (like having a blast, only more fun) in India.

April 04, 2008

It's like a mango, only different

I'm back from India and from my PTD induction course in Terengganu. I'm dark, aching, wigging out and not happy.

Shall regale the masses (all 4 of them) with stories of my back to back adventures later. Meantime, here's some pictures to appease you lot(the aforementioned 4). Pictures of happier days. When I wasn't so dark, when I was ache-free, calm and relatively happier. Good old days, them 15 days ago. Sigh.

Camwhoring with my sister.

I can't rightly remember what this building is.

Poppies at the royal garden of Fatehpur Sikri.

Wind Palace of the Pink City.

The happy clan (minus one) at the Amber Fort.

Pwetty oliphaunt at the Amber Fort.

Crazy fun with Amanda celebrating the Holi on April 22nd. It was beyond awesome.

March 18, 2008

You Don't Talk About Fight Club

As the esteemed Brig. Gen. (r) Dato Haji Kamarul Ariffin Haji Othman once said,
..the first rule about going to India is that don't go to India..
And he thus continued by saying,
..the second rule: refer to rule number one..

So me (hopefully, God's willing) being the presence of the great Taj Mahal tomorrow would be my way of saying sod off, uncle.

Also, this is my last day at work today. It feels so good. Everyone should quit their job too. Seriously. I'm hopping with joy. Or it could be the psyched traveling jitterbug from the impending trip. Either way. I'm feeling pretty good right now.

November 14, 2007

Taiping Tripping

I went to Taiping with my cousins last weekend. It was great fun. We've been planning for this trip since Eid. So me, my sister and 9 other cousins (Azzad, Dhuna, Deedy, Amru, Abbaei, Amy and her kids; twin Irfan & Izzat and Cha) bundled off in 3 cars for our great northern adventure.

First thing Saturday morning we (KL area cousins) met up with our Kajang cousins at the PLUS Rawang R&R. From there we headed North. First stop on our excursion was Gua Tempurung off Gopeng exit.

Look how happy, clean and fresh everyone is. We opted for the 'Top of the World' tour that was described as a 'exciting and slightly strenous'. We paid RM9 and followed our guide and some others into the gaping chasm of Gua Tempurung.
They should have named the tour 'Visit to Hell in a Handbasket' tour. The cave was fine but 'slightly strenous' apparently translates into 'you'll sweat, you'll skid and slip on the slimy, rickety looking, skimpy metal stairs, you'll climb, you'll pray for the tour to end, you'll get vertigo from the height, you'll wear off your deodrant, you'll hike and walk and hike, and did I mentioned you'll sweat?'

Picture at the end of our leg of the tour. Word that comes to mind looking at this bunch would be : manky. Not the best smelling people you'll find. You could go on further into the cave if you want. We had to go back the same way we came in. Just when I thought climbing up the stairs was bad.

Next we headed to the overrated Kellie's Castle. It wasn't all that but it was hard not to have ridiculous fun with these people. We had a pseudo-lunch there and it rained when we were about to start the castle exploration, bummer. I'm still waiting for better pictures from the other 7000 cameras my other cousins brought along for this trip, but for the time being:

Then we continued with our way to Taiping. Checked in and went on to the great Taiping zoo. That was the original plan but the zoo was already closed for the day. We've already gone on the night tour of the zoo 2 years ago so we went for dinner at the infamous food court instead. Had ridiculous amount of Rojak Sotong Kangkung. Good times. Later went for a detour at Tesco to stock up on the junk food for our horror movie which was next on the agenda. For lack of better movies to watch, we watched The Grudge 2 and was not impressed.
The next morning, bright and early, we headed to the Taiping zoo. This bunch was easily amused by the huge Araipaima fishes (we were stuck at the pond for almost 3o minutes waiting for them to finish gawking at the fishes) and the most over-used word of the trip was, "It's huuuge!" which was understandable because all the animals were bigger than it looked in Animals Planet. Taiping Zoo is undoubtedly the damn zoo in Malaysia. The animals looked happy and well looked after (except for their snakes enclosures) and the zoo environment was clean, green, well kept and beautiful. It was worth the RM5 admittance ticket and this second return.

3 hours later, we checked out of the hotel and headed to our Auntie's house in Kemunting. The first time we were in Taiping was for this Auntie's grand daughter's wedding (i.e. My cousin's daughter's wedding). This time, 2 years later, we were in Taiping to see their babies. Yes, my cousin's daughter's babies. Technically, we were grandparents. We are normally absurdly close to all our relatives but my auntie's family is a tad estranged from us after my uncle's death 24 years ago. Nothing bad, just don't see each other enough. The boys are 8 months old twins and are the 3rd twin in our extended family. We came bearing gifts. The babies were not impressed.
Done with our familial resposibilty, we started the journey home. We stopped by Kuala Kangsar to see the sights. Although I still think nothing good ever came out of Kuala Kangsar (ahem) the places of interest wasn't all that bad, really. Stopped by the Ubudiah mosque for prayers. And the newly-renovated-but-still-unofficiated-therefore-not-open-for-public Royal museum. Look at this good looking bunch.
And later to the Handicraft square for some souvenirs shopping. We left Kuala Kangsar and after a pitstop at Tapah, continued our way home in the rain.

However, right after the Ulu Bernam R&R and 5km before the Lembah Beringin exit, Dhuna's car got into a 5 cars fender bender. It was around 9.30 pm and it slowed traffic down up to 10 km. No one was hurt. I was in Deedy's car and we managed to stop and Deedy helped with stuff. Azzard's missed and waited for us at the Rawang rest stop.
I took forever to get the cars off the right lane into the emergency lanes, it took forever for the PLUS people to come, it took forever to sort everything out and bring everyone to the nearest police station in Ulu Bernam, it took FOREVER to process and finish the police reports and it took forever for us to continue with our way home. But it was all good. We had one half of the twins with us at the police station and it was their birthday.
I arrived home at 4 am Monday morning and had to work the very next day. All in all it was a tremendous trip and we are already planning for the next one. But Dhuna said she's not gonna drive for that one. Word.

August 22, 2007

Family Day

Company's Family day in Langkawi last weekend. Went on MAS and stayed 4 days at Berjaya Resort and Spa, which is a tremendous hotel. Never remembered Langkawi to be so lush and green. It basically rained the whole time we were there but we had fun with what little sunshine we had, all 300 staffs plus their families. But if you're single you can't bring anyone. Just you and your lonesome self among merry people with family frolicking in the sun..well, rain. Because they aren't happy if you're just lonely, they want you miserable and pitiful as well. Sure, rub it in. Rub it in.

View from the beach of the mountains. Gorgeous day for beach sports and games; before the sky let it rip and leaked and poured and all hell broke loose. Orange clad people are our people. I won 3rd at coconut dribbling. Which is much harder than it sounds and which I sucked royally at.

Spent most of my time playing with other people's kids. But only the cute ones. Above is baby Shuen, her mom is my company's accountant. We went around pinching Shuen's cheek saying "when you gonna approve my claim, wei?" Lord, she's a cutie wookie, isn't she? And I'm not half bad myself. Ahem

Also spent a lot of time hanging at my beachview-kampung style-uber cool-surrounded by huge trees chalet's balcony. Since it rained a lot, I managed to get a lot of reading done. A colleague took pictures of us hanging chilling out and this is the only one not featuring my cleavage.

Behold my bounty from Langkawi. Didn't buy one bottle of gamat or one scrap of kain batik. Just chocolates and heaps of them. This is RM200 worth of damage. Well worth it, I say. Daim, Bounty and Kisses are the only chocolate my family deem good enough to be eaten. Snobs.

Another so-adorable-its-stupid picture of Shuen. Just because I have a lot.

July 05, 2007

The Dissapearing Act That Went Unnoticed

Did anyone notice that I was gone for one whole week? No? Wow, I'm that unimportant, huh? Oh well, I still got to go Medina and Mecca for my umrah. Hah. Enjoy the pictures, you bunch of ungrateful louts. -yells Lamb to her invisible and non existent audience.

Masjid AnNabawi, Madinah.

Tamar Farm with Big Little Brother.

Alumrah Entrance, Masjidil Haram, Mekah with Big Sister.
(she's the smaller one on the left)


Boundary marker of Haram Area.

May 31, 2007

Take Two : Singapore Pictures

Lets try this again. How about now? Good?
Us at Sentosa, which is overrated and smells suspicously like a bad Disneyland immitation. For S$3.00 a tram takes you from VivoCity mall to the island. Once here, you can pay to enter the various "attractions". We allowed ourselves to be cheated into paying to see the Underwater World (not that bad) and the Dolphins Show (too many people, too hot, I dont like dolphins).


The quaint street where our fantabulous hostel lies. If you squint and lookreally hard at the picture on the right, beyond the shop with the blue awnings, you can see a shop-front in yellow, yeah, that's Sleepy Sam's. Only the best backpacker hostel I've ever been to. I love all the restored rows of old shop lots all over Singapore. Tres chic, non?


Eating icecream sandwich at Chinatown. God, it was hot. Cant believe we were out traipsing in the afternoon in that weather. You'd have to hogtie and drug me to make me go out in that kinda heat here.
This picture sucks because it was taken on my 1.3 mp cameraphone, crappy piece of pseudo technology that it is.

Singapore Pictures

Us at Sentosa, which is overrated and smells suspicously like a bad Disneyland immitation. For S$3.00 a tram takes you from VivoCity mall to the island. Once here, you can pay to enter the various "attractions". We allowed ourselves to be cheated into paying to see the Underwater World (not that bad) and the Dolphins Show (too many people, too hot, I dont like dolphins).




The quaint street where our fantabulous hostel lies. I really like the old restored shop rows all over Singapore. If you squint and lookreally hard at the picture on the right, beyond the shop with the blue awnings, you can see a shop-front in yellow, yeah, that's Sleepy Sam's. Only the best backpacker hostel I've ever been to.




Eating icecream sandwich at Chinatown. God, it was hot. Cant believe we were out traipsing in the afternoon in that weather. You'd have to hogtie and drug me to make me go out in that kinda heat here.
This picture sucks because it was taken on my 1.3 mp cameraphone, crappy piece of pseudo technology that it is.

May 20, 2007

Singapore Madness

Am writing from my awesome backpackers B&B in Singapore.
Here with Shiren and having ridiculous fun.
Staying at Sleepy Sam's and even if it seems like we're the only Asians around, the place is fantabulous. I just wish the other lodgers are as friendly as the people at the Tokyo hostel was.
And so much for asking for an all female dorm, its basically one floor of everyone together. You'll get over the shock of finding a half naked guy shaving in the bathroom as quickly as you would to having a gorgeous tatooed hunk seeing you first thing in the morning brushing your teeth. He wasnt too scared of my impression of a warmed over zombie with bedhead.

Spending too much money and going around the place like maniacs.
It doesnt help when Singapore is having sales all over. All those malls. Groan. My credit card is getting a hell of a workout. More groan.
Tang's is especially too good to us. On top of the normal sale, tourists get additional 5% discount. Sweet baby civet!
Even if we could walk back home (KL) if we so want to, but it feels like we're million miles away from home. Singapore is totally rad. Its clean and amazing and safe and gorgeous and wow.

As usually with any trip, I am doing a ridiculous amount of walking. Walked the whole length of North Shore road, Victoria road and once walked home (to Malay village, near Bugis) from Orchard road. And if you know your Singapore, that's pretty damn far, as my feet is not so gently reminding me right now.

Went Sentosa (overrated) and the Night Safari (way amazing) and squeezed in some shopping in between. With all the animals, fish, reptiles and non humanoid creatures we saw yesterday, I mainly grouped all of them into 2 groups; edible or non edible.

Going for Phantom of the Opera show tonight.
Hoping to find a dress to wear for that because its ridiculous how great dresses and shoes and bags and everything else here.
A whole day dedicated to shopping today (Orchard road, Chinatown, Little India) and home bound tomorrow evening.

Trip peeves.
Apparently Singapore is also getting their yearly influx of Indian visitors. As in people from India. THEY'RE ALL MORONS.
From the oldest grandnenek to the babies.
I had to strongly resist reaching out and strangling them throughout my visit to Sentosa and The Safari.
AND THEY'RE SIMPLY EVERYWHERE.
Groan. Moan. Murder.
Not being racist (I am travelling with one anyways) but these people are rude, oblivious, smelly and rude. I said rude twice because they're that rude.
Their kids are annoying, spoiled and just wont stop talking (Shiren and I kept reminding eaxh other this is exactly why we're not having kids).
The adults are not much better.
I could go on forever but its just gonna spoil my day.

Wishing Shiren would hurry up and get up so we could make a move on.
Great place, this. Have I mentioned that?
Well, am gonna write me some postcards.
Later, from Singapore, peace out.

May 17, 2007

For the Love of Toast.

There are many things that I truly enjoy in life.
Blue skies, a full tank of gas, travelling, Coca Cola, sending and getting postcards, roller coasters, driving, a good book, rainbows, iced tea, Saturdays, my family's scrabble marathons, cursive handwriting, cooking shows, flea markets, reading maps, LoTR, rainy mornings, brand new contact lenses, fluffy towels, fast internet connection, vanilla candles, etc etc.
Sometimes, I'm lucky enough to get to enjoy two or more of these stuff at one time.
Like reading a new Prachett (a good book) on the 15th (new contact lenses) which happens to be a Saturday and it's raining. Bliss.
Or driving my Jeremy Clarkson (i.e. my Kelisa) with a full tank to a flea market and getting to see a rainbow in the way.
Or riding a roller coaster and drinking coke after a Scrabble marathon wearing a fluffy towel under a blue sky with fast internet connection. Erm, okay, I'm pushing it. Obviously I haven't figured that one out yet.

So I had this amazing brain fart that I could actually do something to combine two more of my ultimate favorite things.
Postcards and travelling.
I love sending postcard from places I've been.
I used to send them to friends and my family. I love sending them. Even when I practically have zero friends.
Downside was, I don't get many postcards for myself. I can hardly forced my friends to write to me on their travel. Not everyone thinks postcards are the most exciting thing since glow worms.
Then I stopped thinking that self-addressed postcards are lame.
But now I'm thinking I should spread the love.
Because even though I travel some, its hardly all that often.
So I'm thinking, why wait until then. I could always send a postcard from home.
But a postcard from home is hardly special when it's your addressees home too.
Bugger.
So I stalk for the time any of my friends would move out somewhere and would instantaneously bombard them with pleas for postcards to which I'd reply with a postcard from home.
Yay.
But the postcard mania rages on.

I'm trying to iron out some kinks for this brilliant brain fart of mine.
Will update.

April 06, 2007

Disneyland Japan Picture


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Originally uploaded by disputed over-lamb.

Besides the ability to set your facial muscle into a permanent smile (nothing a little surgery cant help, I'm sure) what else does it take for someone to qualify to be a Disney Princess/Prince? I'm sure character studies are a piece of cake. (it's a fairy tale cartoon character, for crissakes, happily ever after and whatnot) Must to not suffer from motion sickness in moving vehicle? Well developed arm for relentless waving?

Everything else is a non decisive attributes thanks to the advanced technology of cosmetic, wigs, platform shoes, padded costume etc. But I'm sure the cincher would be the fact that the job doesn't require expressing your choosen sexuality on the moving float. Because it's Disneyland, and there are little kids present. And Because I totally sense the fruitiness of Snow White's man candy. He's prolly letting Cinderella's Price Charming stick the tip in.
Oh god. I've destroyed Disneyland.

Pictorial *revised*


Originally uploaded by disputed over-lamb.

Shinjuku. Looking deceivingly not busy in this picture.



Ive deleted the original picture post cause they suck. I was obviously high when I did that. These are better. It smells good and it'll make you look more attractive too.

February 14, 2007

bored am I

Visited Country Map
Am I trying to impress people, heck yeah. Are you impressed yet? Hmm? No? Well, I tried.

create your own visited countries map

December 04, 2006

bali report numero deux

since kaydotte asked for it. here are more pictures of me, me, me!
enjoy my impression of a tub of lard throughout the whole trip.


orange hat + pink shirt + yellow sarong + blue shirt + green sarong = absolute fashion no-no
the mother temple at besakih






balinese women with stuff on their head.

















getting myself a third degree sunburn at tanah lot













at the pulau penyu hatchery. lord, bali was hot. observe the greasy overall complexion thanks to repeated slathering of sunblock.


shiren at our hotel's beach in kuta. we were sunset watching. 2 people on a trip means i-take-your-picture-or-you-take-mine all the way. unless we could catch an innocent bystander to take our picture. you know how it goes.




food for the gods. the ulun danu temple were in the midst of preparing for some festival. lotsa food involved. im sure there's a babi guling in one of these trays somewhere.