Spent my CNY eve to the next morning at 6am with the above bunch of Garden Circlings (minus Yeye and Eng Eng who were not in the above picture).

Gong xi fa cai everyone!

Let’s hope I got more time to blog ya.
My India posts macam on a super long hiatus….

quack quack quack

I know the title sounds a little cryptic but there’s nothing secretive about it… If you have been following me in my instagram. I’d officially move to KB last Sunday and bid Seria goodbye. But I know I’ll be a Seria-girl forever in my heart.

Everytime when I need to tell people where I lived, I’ll say, “You know Seria public library? Just opposite it, like literally opposite!”

And usually what I got in return is this face… , following by…. “THERE’S A LIBRARY IN SERIA????”

Apalah……

Actually, if you read my blog long enough to see the photos I posted up about my house and the views I had, its really quite simple to find out where I lived… Unless you never know the existence of the library lah….

And now, this is my new room…

I still have 3 boxes (in my room, the living room one not yet!) to unpack and I seriously hate those small ki-lik-ka-lak that cannot be categorized… Oh, and clothing to be folded and stacked nicely… One cabinet to be painted… Ngaleh ku…

Oh, and I hate hate hate, not my new neighbours… but their habits of leaving their shoes lying around at the walkway WITH THEIR SMELLY AND WET SOCKS ON THE FLOOR!

How I know its wet?
COS I FREAKING STEPPED ON ONE WHEN I WANTED TO LOCK MY DOOR!

Urgh!!!! Not to mention the other neighbour who always took my parking spot. I’m still trying to be nice not to give them a “love note” on their windscreen though..

One thing I love about the new place is definitely the location (albeit not as nice as my Seria one) and the view from my windows… Karang ah I show.

That’s all for now.

Hello elibadi.

Today’s post is about tarap, my boyfriend’s ultimate favorite food…
(Filler post because I can do this in just 10 minutes.. trying to fulfill my 2012 resolutions of blogging more)

 

Now, this is TARAP!

It has another name called Marang and I wouldn’t even know if I didn’t googled tarap. And no one actually cares what other name it has because it’s already well-known by the one name in Borneo island, TARAP!

When I was a kid, I used to think that this fruit is named tarap because of it’s erm.. brittleness. I don’t know lah, but it’s a slang for us that any men with hair shorter than 1.5cm will be called talap-tou. You know, tarap-head. 

(And yes, itu cina tidak panai cakap itu “R” sound. Lumah (rumah), Lolex (rolex), Lambutan (rambutan), Lan(something)…. okay, that one really starts with L. Hahahhaahha)

Okay, talk too much. Anyhoos…

The flesh inside.

No skill, or tools needed to open a tarap. The ripe fruit is opened by cutting the rind around, twisting and gently pulling. Actually, no spread them apart can already.

Happy boy.

He was sad that I gave one tarap away to my colleagues and it’s not ripe yet when he came down. So he bought himself two from Miri and terus ate one after lunch! HE FINISHED ONE WHOLE TARAP HIMSELF! I only ate like, maybe 10 biji.

Even after he finished all the arils inside, there were still some flesh stuck at the core and he went on like this!


tarap-popsicle…

I went speechless!

Got nice till like that or not oh Bobby Lim?

Passed by one of the classroom and saw this on the wall…

Okay, it’s confirmed.
My school ani nada hantu. Hahhahahahahahaha.
Safe ni.

Kids so cute!

Just a short recap what happened for the past week, which is new year eve to current day.

Went to Miri on 31.12.2011 with mom and auntie at 6am because the myth was “YOU GO MIRI SUPER LONG QUEUE! CANNOT MAKE IT! QUEUE 3 HOURS!”…. And of course, since we’re already there at the borders at 6.15am, WHERE GOT QUEUE! And also, for Bobby and SL who went at 2pm, FussyKelly and KL at 4pm, STILL NO QUEUE!

q-ni-de-tou-ah!

Craved for ketam for dinner and went to Yu-Ha-Hai for new year eve big feast and waited for an hour… still no food. The restaurant auntie said there’s only 2 chefs in the kitchen and like 20 tables waiting so couldn’t help to serve faster. Even the drinks arrived 45 minutes late!

So in the end, we gave up waiting and when we’re leaving, they said the midin and si-ham were ready. Had those tapau-ed and went to eat lamb chops at gerai instead..

TILL NOW I NOCHET EAT MY KETAM CAN!

#sien-die-me

 

Oh ya, finally popped my *cough* clubbing cherry!

And… “lam” after countdown and went back to hotel at 12.45am..
Very loser-ish I know. Hahhahahahhaa

 

 

Moving house in a week’s time.

Been really busy hunting for furniture, curtains and whatnots. Not to mention packing and transporting boxes. Now I’m left with air conditioners, Astro installation, telephone line and Espeed to worry off. Oh, and stove too. And paint the ugly wall also.

And last Thursday, had a last steamboat at my barek with the besties… We are all so going to miss my old place! BWAAAAAAA!!!!!!!

Will organize a moving-out sale soon, but probably after CNY because I don’t think I have the time to label the stuffs. So for those who are interested in checking out what’s for sale, please go to my facebook album. I’ll try to update the album more frequently I promise!

Album here: https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10150661522374741.493945.785584740&type=1

Continue from Part 1

We followed Ram and Monica to Taj Mahal! Woohooo! TAJ MAHAL baby!

It’s a good thing we bought our tickets at Agra fort earlier because the crowd there was crazy! And also, as a female tourist, we sibeh privileged because we got to queue in shorter lines. Because there’s 4 lines. Local male, local female, male foreigner and female foreigner! So yeah, way way way way shorter queue! Gotta love India!

Towards the end of the line.

Panjang kan, the male line.

He checked the tickets

See the man in white at the right side of the photo. He’s one of those “tour guide” and begging the uncle who checks ticket to give him quick entrance. You know, without queuing.. Boo yah!

Me no like tour guides. Very majal.

 

Oh, you cant bring food into Taj Mahal. Terus buang ke tong sampah!

 
Entering the gateway

Hello magnificent!

 
Obligatory Asian tourists poses! Hahhahahahah

 
Then we saw everyone doing the above pose! MESTI IKUT!
Hhahahahaa #kiasu-ism

So pretty right! Gotta love the colours.

Mau asked me to pose as if I’m washing my face and later commented that the photo looks very p0rn-ish.
Good one Mau, good one.

Sorry, I just couldn’t resist in posting more photos of Taj Mahal.

I was camwhoring syok syok then got a few Indians passed by and offered help, saying… “No, you don’t have to do that. I can help you”


Errrr… then hilang the meaning of camwhoring then!
Hehehhehhehehhee

 

 

Base, dome and minaret

If you have those disposable shoe covers, then you can wear your shoes inside. Else either you put them at the shoe cabinets or like us, we put it inside the reusable shopping bag and carried them around.
Case takut kana curi kasut lawa tani~

Super long queue to the tomb again.

So we decided to walk around first and rest rest a bit.

A Buddhist monk (or nun, I cant tell)

 

Then we’re off for some self-timer vainness!

        

Taking a break looking at the Yamuna river.

Syok tu just sitting down not doing anything and just look at passersby.

Such pretty contrast.

Breastfeeding in public

100+ over kids and only 6 or 8 teachers.

 
Students taking picture with guy in costume. The woman can just kill me with her eyes!
(I secretly.. k la k la, not so secretly la since I put in my blog… I think, kinda think, that the “jie jie” is a trans)
*trying to refrain myself from using the word ah-gua*


Then the kids finally came forward and asked if can take pictures with Maurina, then me.

Told you we’re like celebrities! Or anyone who looks weird to them.

 

 

I think Mau was trying to explain where’s Brunei in the above pic…

Yeah, they asked where are we from and we answered Brunei. Of course, it didn’t’ ring a bell to any of them and hence they turned to their teacher and the male teacher was like… “Hmm…. Brunei?”

Then we explained further saying that it’s near to Malaysia and Singapore.

And baru light-bulb moment
”Ahhhh!!!! Malaysia~ Singapore~”

Nah, the kids are all from De Cambridge School.
Sounds fancy but Google can’t get any info from it.

The area where you “deposit” your shoes..
And us being typical kiasu Asians don’t dare to put there.

This is one clean cow!

 
Our young tuk tuk driver.

Oh, it was like 12+pm when we’re done with both Agra Fort and Taj Mahal, and that’s just what we wanted to do in Agra. And we finished within 3 hours! And our train back to Delhi was 8.30pm. We had like what… 8 hours to kill! Hahhahhaa

 

Oh oh oh. And you know what’s the super duper am-kuk thing?

TOM CRUISE WENT TO TAJ MAHAL ON THE SAME DAY AS US WTF!
WE EFFING MISSED HIM BY FEW HOURS!
FOL!

URGHHHHHHHH!!!

Nehmind, at least I was in the same time zone, same country, and some what very very close latitude and longitude! I’m pretty sure he breathed in the air I breathed out so I win.

At the entrance (or exit in our case) of Taj Mahal. The crowd was just crazy!

One of the top question I got asked when I came back from India is,
”Got lau sai ah?”

The answer is, NO!
We’re perfectly healthy through out the whole trip. We were very careful with what we consumed. Only drink from sealed bottled water! Nothing from the road side.

Seriously, if you were me, seeing the above picture with those flies flying around drinks, food and fruits in the stall, will you still buy and drink it? No right?

Another tuk tuk driver to bring us to our tai-tai life.

Guess where we went!

HAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHA!

This is Radisson Hotel (Agra)!

Nope, Agra is a one-day trip so we’re not staying there.

We’re there for lunch!
(Macam sibeh rich like that)

The security is really tight. Got security guards with guns guarding the main entrance and the gate is always closed. Only open for (very obvious) tourists like us I guess.

The hotel is very pretty! Very modern and classy.
That’s the waiting area I guess?

The restaurant, Latitude.
No one was there when we came and we’re like… “Eh? How come empty ah? It’s lunch time leh.. At least got one or two people lah. Not nice kah the food? Or, the people here eat lunch at 3pm one?”

And the answer is the later one.
People started to come in at like 1.30pm. When we’re already half done.

Super yummy soup and appetizer at the back!
The chaat is the bomb!

WHERE TO GET CHAAT IN BRUNEI?!!!!

My mains.
Not your regular buffet spread.

Complimentary naan.
Naan in India is really really good.
Of course la, naan is indian food mah.

Chicken satay that the chef prepared live.

Apart from the buffet spread, guests were also allowed to order anything pasta or satay and don’t remember what else for the chef to cook on the spot for you.

 
Profiteroles!

Gulab Jamum, which Maurina will craved in random times.

Dunno how this fly entered the hotel. The security guard didn’t fire it down meh?

Lunch buffet is 1,000 rupees per person, which is like BND25!
IT’S SUPER WORTH IT OKAY!

The tax a bit la-lei lah.
but still, we’re tai-tai (wannabes).. so can lah, can afford.
(Since the whole day we only spent money on entrance ticket. We had quota to splurge okay)

Super tall cone.

We wanted to have spa treatment in Radisson but the service is only available for hotel guests. And we asked the receptionist to recommend us a place and she gave us a name, JAYPEE!

With 50 rupees, we reached Jaypee Palace hotel!

The tuk tuk could only take us to the gate, we had to walk our way in to the hotel lobby.

Yay!

The hotel is huge!

Time for some ayurvedic spa!

There’s too many awkward moments here but all is good. I a bit malu to say it here but if you are my friend, ask me personally and I will tell everything and confirm laugh till you tummy ache I tell you!

Too dramatic!

Okay, I will tell one.

After our sauna, our masseuses asked us to go to the window and checked out the peacock dance in the garden. It’s one of a company annual dinner’s performance. And when we’re like ooh-ing and ahhh-ing, suddenly our masseuses pulled us back because

THERE WERE PEOPLE (MEN) STARRING AT US FROM BELOW, MOUTHS OPENED! 
(The room is in first floor, a lot of people in the garden looking up!)

I seriously don’t know, don’t dare to imagine how much those men saw in us but yeah… one of the bimbo-est moments ever!

We’re

We had a 60 mins Abhyangam!
Seriously rejuvenating!

Woooo… kinky!

 

mesti berlakon sama ini telepon yang antique.

One plant per pot.
Sibeh good-life plants.

With another 50 rupees, we reached TDI mall.
(I think it stands for Takde dian-tou inside)

p.s: tian-dou means kedai in Mandarin.

I counted, only 5 jumps!

REMOTE CONTROLLED! Big or not this car!

Play pool in the mall openly like that. Keng leh!

 

McDsssssss
(So much cheaper!)
  
Hello Ronald~

Saw it?
McD’s icecream starts at 10 rupees!
(25 cents Brunei!)

Everyone loves to smile for the camera.
And no, I don’t know what prop is that!

Our 25cents ice creams.


She had the whole train to herself.

Remember to “COMPAIR" ya.

Sibeh empty mall…

This traffic police was using a tree branch as his weapon.

Errr… all the mirrors inside the tuk-tuk.
We’d got a narcissistic driver!

Reached the train station at 7pm and sat there, do nothing and looked at people
(which was really fun to do!)

Like the above photo, a man was chasing the train and hopping in but the train was already very crowded till people sat at the door there.

This bunch of child beggars fighting.

And you know what’s their toy, a cockroach!

One of the boy found cockroach on the floor and picked it up and started to throw at his friends. It was like, the cockroach is their football/netball like that…

I have not watch slumdog millionaire but.. you get the idea.

 
Maurina and I were really bored and she’s like, I can do 10 different styles with my scarf.
But she lazy layan me after the second one..

We made friends with these two beautiful ladies waiting for the same train with us.

It was really cold at night and we’re just sitting there waiting for the train (which delayed). Suddenly the women sleeping on the floor with thick blanket seemed so xing-fu.

Actually she is. Her husband kept checking if she’s properly covered and he himself just watched the wife sleep.
So sweet kan!

 

Oh, I got a lot of stares again because after the massage, I took off my leggings and only walked around with my long shirt, which is long enough to cover my modesty. Then the sun set the the temperature went down and walking with legs shown in public seemed really crazy.

So I had to cover my legs up like this, with a scarf.

Mau, really tired and cold after sitting for 4 hours!
It was so bad that she said, “I feel like my butts have lines front the chair!”

Our train came at 10.44pm, delayed for 2 hours and 15 minutes.

On the contrary, all our flights from AirAsia flew on time and this train and the flight to Goa (Kingfisher) delayed!

Bye bye Agra!

 

Our super late dinner.
Not that hungry because we had a super filling lunch from Radisson remember.

Again, the food is good!!!

 

And this, was the end of our day 2.
Reached hotel at 1plus am, woke up the next day without alarm and SHOPPING!!!!!

Woohoo!

 

 

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Day 2