Bird Nest Information Centre

No camera allowed in this place but I managed to sneaked a few..Hehe..
It was a guided short tour.They showed us the swiftlet house and let us smell swiftlet sh*t. Amost puked. Then this idiot guide asked if we ever had bird nest before.Don't know if he's really that dumb or he said it on purpose.Pauvre naze...we don't come out from the jungle la.

Picking swiftlets feathers. I hate this process,took me hours and so boring. I wondered what's in that lady's mind as she sat there picking feather the entire day. Will she dreamt of feathers at night when she sleeps?


Baby Elise's favourite!


The guide told us that we were not supposed to boil bird nest for hours.Just 15 minutes will do.




End of tour,at the rooftop.


They gave us some lousy chocolate drinks to sample afterwards.Huh? Chocolate and bird nests related?Then this Pauvre naze guide kept telling us they were free of charge as if we got no money.Feel like pushing him down from the rooftop as a way of saying thanks for showing us around.

Chendol Maniac

One of the girls mentioned Famous Beef Noodle near a roundabout. What?!A roundabout?! Thank God we have Foursquare. Else we have to go to every roundabout they had in Malacca and by the time we found it,they'll closed already.TAngkak Beef Noodles that is:

A steaming hot bowl of beef noodle

The soup was very nice.The chilli sauce was even nicer.I'm already missing it the moment I'm blogging this. Better than those in Kuala Lumpur.Food here loses its original flavor after a while. IDK why...

My first chendol of the day at Tan Kim Hock for shopping...I can shop anywhere.Both of us wanted to have the durian chendol so badly.But one of the girls kindly advice us that it wasn't really good.I don't care ,I just want to have it!(Another is everyone has different tastebuds,food that tasted like shit could be delicious to them)The verdict:The taste was so-so,maybe due to the processed durian. The rest was fine with me.



The historical tree








Having 2nd serving chendol of the day(Had 3 that day) Baba Chendol at 88 Cafe.



My face looked like water soaked bread. This is what you get for eating so much, BREAD FACE!



Picture of the day:
I learned it from detective TV show. Pretended to take picture of the girls and zoomed into him!

It seems that this guy was wearing an underwear as outerwear.

The Sausage That Resemblance A Penis

The famous Satay Celup in Lorong Bukit Cina.The place was so packed.Had to wait for a while.Learned about this place from a Singaporean Tv show.Look at the wall.



This was what we picked from the open fridge. Didn't finish them though.Notice that I circled one of the food item. Surprise coming up afterwards.



If I'm not mistaken,this is the boss.Didn't capture his face. I don't really know what's happening as he kept scooping the powder mix/spices whatever into the pot. What I observed was 2 scoops at other tables. Ours ,more than 6 scoops. Maybe that's how it affected the taste. Too heavy for my liking. Tasted like burnt gravy.


Maybe it was also the enviroment that affected the whole thing. There was heavy techno music pounding next door. Made my head spinning. Then it was so blurdie hot and the sticks was covered with the gravy. My fingers were covered with all the stuff.



Now, for the surprise. Remembered that I circled the sausage?When it was cooked and covered with the gravy ,it looked like a penis. My brain registered it too late,it was working slower than my mouth. IDK why I shrieked after I took a bite. That really put me off.I was staring at it afterwards for quite some time until the girls convinced me that it was just a sausage. Forgot to take a picture of it for memory keepsake.

Hungry Ghost Festival in Jonker Street

Coincidentally ,it was the 1st day of the Hungry Ghost Festival. It's when the hell's door is open and all the other worldly spirits roams the earth.We can see the entire street was left with some burnt and food offerings.Tried to be careful not to step on any of those.

Walking along, this place feels very authentic chinese feel. Never had this kind of feelings before. But I don't dare to snap picture of them making the offerings. Don't want to capture any unwanted image on my camera.I admit, I'm a SCAREDY CAT...if the fear of ghost creeps upon me,I'll get plenty of sleepless night.



The Jonker Street is like a pasar malam. They sell all sorts of snacks and souvenirs as well.

Fried Durian Balls and Rolls. It was Sunday and it was a good day to eat durian.Hehe...


Bamboos are a very auspicious plants. Hope I can get them for my house. This background is a very suitable scene for Green Snake Spirit movie...with all those green lights..


Merde!Someone criticized that I looked very TERUK in this picture. If it's that the case, why your camera never explode?DUH...



We saw a caucasian lady picked some hell money from the ground on our way back.For souvenir perhaps. I just had to tell her the purpose of the piece of paper in her hands. Luckily she put it back where it belongs. I hope I did a good deed for her.

Hotel Unspoken Code of Rules

I wanted to stay in Hereen@Courtyard but the girls wanna go for Baba House coz it's cheaper. Reluctantly I tried to book online but THANK GOD, no more rooms available!Woohoo! The latter looked haunted and dirty on their website.Finally we settled for Puri as the price was in the mid range. Wasn't expecting anything as the pictures on their website was just so-so until I stepped into the pkace

It located at the nicknamed "Millionaire Row" as most of the Chinese millionaires of the pioneering period lived on this street. The street was very narrow and felt so ancient.I wondered how the pioneering people lived their lives,maybe it was much better than what I'm having currently.



The lobby was filled with all sort of antique looking stuffs. If it wasn't for the short time, I could be standing there admiring them.





There were some unspoken code of rules for staying at the hotel,not just this one but everywhere else. It was said that hotel rooms are quite 'yin' as it were not occupied all the time,so spirits made them their home. You are supposed to knock the door before you open it. Years ago,there was one idiot that told me that no one's inside, no need to knock.

Then you must throw your shoes or slippers at the doorway to let the spirits know that there are human staying in this room.

Must turn on the toilet light during when you are sleeping. You don't wanna hear someone having shower in the middle of the night. Spooky huh?

I'm having the room all to myself. Let the 3 of them share a room. I just don't like to share. Privacy is very important to me.

Brought hair mask along for some pampering...



Heard enough of hotel thieves and murders in the newspapers. Once my friend's MacBook and Iphone were stolen during when he was sleeping.So I put the chair blocking the door and this tray with cups and everything on the floor next to the window. If someone climbs in,he'll step on those.





What a lovely surprise when I opened the window (Thought it was the back lane).A beautiful garden view.Here's the day and night view.




I was tossing around the bed with all those lights one until I gave up switch them off and slept until 11 am the next morning...

It's BREAK Time!

Been anticipated for a long overdued holiday. Whatever ,whoever and wherever, I don't care,I just wanna have a break. Didn't even actually plan much. So along with 3other girls,we pack our bags afterwork on Sunday and off we go to Malacca.Woohoo...(Not exactly my dream vacation la but at least it's a break)

Almost 2 hours drive and we reached Malacca.Super hungry by now (stomach growling).I need to eat!The GPS navigated us to the Portuguese settlement.Headed straight to get the famous mango juice.Not those yellow and sweet mango but it was green and sourish mango with preserved plum powder.My first time having this.One word, WONDERFUL.



Going for Portuguese food next!

It was a dilemma at deciding which stall to go for seafood. One said she know which one while we were still in KL then said she don't know the place's name and don't know which one.WTF!! Then the other one called the boyfriend and after she told us it's the first stall.Suddenly the first one said that one no good.Once again ,WTF! Isn't it a bit disrespectful and rude? Finally we settled for the No:6 stall. Once again the indecisive problem crept up.SAID-YOU-BEEN-THERE-AND-IT-WAS-NICE-AND-YOU-DON'T-BLURDIE-KNOW-WHAT-TO-ORDER??!! Merde !

Finally,I ordered a Portuguese style otak otak.Good one. You won't want to eat those MERDE otak otak at pasar malam ever again.Those taste like some piece of shit that dropped on the groud,picked up and wrapped to sell to you.Should call them Otak Otak flavoured piece of rubbish.Means I ate quick a lot of rubbish during my 30 years of existence. This, you can taste the fish and those aromatic spices. Normally I won't touch those cucumber but this time I had them with the gravy.I thought I wanna lick the foil afterwards...Very nice la.

Butter garlic scallops taste good too. Helps to balance the hotness of other spicy dishes.I like my food hot and spicy but not the rest of the girls. Very difficult to really enjoy food with people who can't stand spicy food.Pity me you know? I ate spicy food almost every meal my whole life!

The one in the bowl was the Dabel Curry .Sounds like Devil Curry huh?I thought so but it was not.The waitress said it was D-A-B-E-L. I tasted a hint of ginger in it. Not spicy at all and a bit sweet. Doesn't suit my tastebud coz had to accomodate other non spicy eater. She said we can go ahead and order spicy dishes but of course being polite I can't bring myself to do that. Next time I want it to be SPICY!



When this Grilled Eggplant arrived, I thought there should be a sauce accompanying it but there wasn't any. My first time having it.First bite was beyond my expectation. Seasoned with salt and pepper and grilled (Later I realised that a client of mine,Lucy told me before about this dish). Old age is affecting my memory..Sigh. Stupid me,ask for sauce somemore.



Lastly was the Salt baked Crab. I saw this one some local TV show. You supposed to taste the sweetness of the crab if it's fresh but we couldn't taste any. Salt Baked Crap was more like it.



I used to love the seaside. Dinner ,supper, daydreaming at the beach. I used to loved to listen to the sound of the wave but I don't know why it seemed so scary this time at Malacca. Too much of Tsunami news perhaps. A scroll at the seaside after dinner was perfect but the moment I go near it,my heart almost popped out of my chest.Had to leave immediately.We left for the hotel afterward.

Car Brand Names

AUDI : Another Ugly Deutsche Invention
BMW : Brings Me Women but Broke My Wallet
FIAT : Failure in Italian Automotive Technology
FORD : Fast Only Rolling Downhill
SAAB : Shape Appears Ass-Backwards
HYUNDAI : Hope You Understand Nothing's Driveable And Inexpensive...
SUBARU : Screwed Up Beyond All Repair Usually
VOLVO : Very Odd Looking Vehicular Object
PORSCHE : Proof Of Rich Spoiled Children Having Everything