Small kentuts.

Ah Moi have decided to set up a charity fund. It's called the:

"Nat's Holiday Funds" aka N.H.F.

I'm not kidding. Please take me seriously... T.T

Monday, June 13, 2011

Bali (Part 1 of... many)

As I was sayin on Twitter, it took me 3 days to finish ONE blog post. So by the time you're reading this, you should know that whatever that has happened real time, is in fact 3 days ago wtf.

And the reason for my post title "Part 1 of... many" is cuz I honestly don't know when I'm forced to stop blogging abruptly because you know... juggling between job-at-home and blogging is a very fine, irritating line.

Anyway, let's talk BALI!!! I went in March with my salsa kakis for Bali Salsa Fest. My second time in Bali and that place never fails to put me in one of my best holiday moods. I think its the sea breeze, the party and the awesome Balinese ppl.

The Balinese are SOOOO nice, and the taxi drivers are ALWAYS willing to send you ANYWHERE with reasonable fares at ANY time of the day (no matter how drunk you are). *cackles*

Jason and me looking all holidayish @ LCCT
Early in the morning and Ah Moi is already showing tell tale signs of hyperactiveness.
All ready!
Salseros & salseras all salsafied ready to salsa at the salsa festival's salsa party! (man, is there a lot of salsa in that one sentence)
With Ulysses from Australia. Awesome dancer. I ambik kesempatan max. #taktaumalu
Jason & EVo
Nah! Slutty picture of me.
Salsa (wannabe) surfers. Actually judging by the way he poses, the "wannabe" can only apply to EVo (far left).
I was wave surfing. EVo, sand surfing.
Salsa at the beach. It would  be a nice shot if not for the 3 dudes invading into the picture. And if you see a piece of shit floating in Kuta Beach, it's EVo's.
Obviously after a while we pretty much gave up surfing and spent more time camwhoring instead.
If you are interested to try surfing in Bali, I don't suggest you go to professional surf schools as their prices are normally way too pricey. Just stroll along Kuta beach and you will find lots of "freelance" surfing instructors approaching you. Prices are normally inclusive of a wetsuit, a board and an hour full of fun! :D
 I gotta admit, I wasn't THAT good in surfing. I have reasons!!!! #sourgrape

1. I am afraid of deep waters. I'm always worried that I'll get sucked down into the bottom of the ocean where the ugly merman will rape me underwater and later they will all devour and feast on my rotting flesh.

2. I worry the pounding waves will pull down my bikini pants make me display my... watever you call it in your own language... in all its glory. I once had a bad experience of this humongous wave pushing up my bikini top all the way up to my upper chests..... lucky nobody saw... or maybe they couldn't (damn them small boobs).
Supposed to be "I LOVE U" but omg look at the "U"!!! Hahahahaha so funny bet they secretly enjoyed themselves.

Beachy fun times! ;)
<3
Look who needed some help with the sun tanning oil.
Awww, dont we look bodoh but cute!


Under the sun is where I'm happiest!! Sometimes my other Chinese friends will scoff at me walking under the blazing sun while they run from tree shadow to tree shadow *cackles*
Needless to say, I was sunburnt at the end of the day. But I don't mind being sunburnt. Cuz I like to peel off the layer of dead skin when it dries. So therapeutic... hahaha.

The only complain I have about the Kuta beach is that it's FILTHY! You can wade in the shallow parts of the sea and you will be tangled in junk food wrappers and plastic bags. There are mountains... not exaggerating... of rubbish piled up on the shore... Not a pretty sight... :(

Went to the second salsa party that night and it was a blast!

Lea & I. Superb dancer!!!
The happy salsa family from KL :)

Hani & I :)
<3
To sum up the salsa fest, it was a REALLY good experience for me since it's my FIRST salsa fest. I didn't even go to the Malaysian one when it was here *malu*...

I can't say much for the workshops in Bali Salsa Fest cuz I didn't join any of them. All of us bought only party passes... but from what I can see, the performances were jaw-dropping! Felt so inferior to salsa after that because I'm like a guppy fish swimming in a tank full of arowanas.

Blog-hopping with Andy-kin in Kuta. Mad awesome. And he's such an awesome dancer. I'm like his ultimate fan-girl now *screams*
Nightlife in Kuta is crazy, man. People will be crawling the streets (for the drunkards, literally) with music blasting from every direction. For optimum experience, DON'T get drunk. It really is no fun when u're drunk and have no recollection or memory on how nice and enjoyable a sober night out can be in Kuta :)

And if you go Seminyak area, there're LOTS of gay/tranny bars. And may I say... gay guys and trannies are the BEST people! They're so hospitable, so funny, so miang! I love them!!! Hahaha. The best part, I have never felt so SAFE in a club packed full of guys because I know I'm not in their "market" wtf. Hahahahaha. 

Ah Kua was so into dancing she forgot to tuck her tetek back inside.

BTW, don't ask me why I was in a gay bar.. Haha.

Good thing I didn't get drunk from the nightout because the next day, it was SIGHTSEEING DAY! :D We engaged a driver from the hotel. His name's KETUT. Yeah, like the one from Eat, Pray, Love. Except this one is younger and has teeth.

Our first stop was at a traditional Balinese dance performance. It would be captivating for first timers. But this was my second time. I honestly found it really hard to stay awake..... Don't get me wrong though, I think the performance was excellently executed but there's only so much of eye-rolling (from the dancers) I can take before I succumb to sleepiness...

Balinese dancer.
Our next stop to cure my sleepiness would be the... COFFEE PLANTATION!

My awesome, super strong KOPI LUWAK!
The coffee plantation owner was super generous with his beverages. Buy one kopi luwak, free 5 other coffee and tea. No wonder he always complains no money.
Beautiful lush scenery at the coffee plantation :)
I did NOT mess up this batch up coffee beans............ u know... just so you know.
Comel tak?????????? :D .................. *awkward silence*... OK, don't answer that.
Went to also see the rice terraces in Ubud...

Me, looking a little "si lai"-ish. (*si lai= auntie T.T )

Beautiful rice terraces in Ubud.
Er, lalang.

We also visited the Monkey Forest temple. Name given because it's full of er... monkeys.... yeah I didn't need to tell you that.

I was secretly afraid of the monkeys because few months back I read this news about this monkey totally tearing up a woman's face. She now has no eyes, no nose and her mouth is just an opening on what used to be a "face". Monkeys are a menace I tell you.

Except the comel ones drinking Coke from a bottle....

Best Coke ad ever! Mwahaha.
And the babies hanging on their mommy's nipples sipping fresh milk wtf...

Baby monyet minum susu :D

And the ones stupid enough to sit on his own pee...

Sitting in a pool of his own pee. Must be very cooling on a hot day.
And the females with extra long nipples...

Wazzaaap.

And the ones picking kutus off each other and then eating them *eww*...

Wah syioknya. I always think that it must be more fun for the picker than it is for the pickee. Because when I used to pick out the ticks on my tick-infested dog, I always felt like I was treasure hunting :D

OK la, I can conclude that monkeys aren't THAT bad. I think the real monkey sometimes are the human. They go around tempting the monkeys with bananas and then end up NOT giving it to them... What's their point? Might as well give the monkeys the right banana before they go bite the wrong one right?... if you know what I mean... *smirk*

We went to Tanah Lot. My second time there but that place is just so awesome I can go back there again and again. This is without a doubt one of the most beautiful, most scenic temples I've seen. If I'm a devotee, I will be so rajin praying everyday (but secretly enjoying the sunset instead of talking to god.omg thunder pls strike me now).

Crashing waves at Tanah Lot as the tide comes in.
 
Btw, you haven't been to Bali if you didn't try their spa. We were so addicted we lost count of the number of massages we had there. But if you are going with your boyfriend, make sure you both are in the same massage room otherwise confirm they will offer "happy endings" Hahaha.
Ok, end of Bali Part 1. Stay tuned for Bali Part 2 :D

I ciao first,

Ah Moi

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Siem Reap... in a (very) small nutshell

Confusing. Blogging, I mean. One moment, you just have so much to write about. And then the next, you stare at the screen and all you think about is the itch on your butt cheek and how you are refraining from writing about it because its inappropriate.

I am NOT having an itch on my butt cheek. *shifty eyes*

Anyway, the last I left this blog to rot was before I left for Siem Reap. To sum it all up, Siem Reap was hot, dusty, dry, dirty, smelly and (yet) WONDERFUL.

All things colorful makes Ah Moi happy :D

Grrrrrrr. Scared not?........... Oh wait. Snakes don't growl.

Ham Yu & dried sotongs at the Old Market. Smelt like athletes' feet *gag*

Elephant.Gajah.TaiPanCheong.

Silk scarves.

Colorful bangles made of colored glass pieces.

Mini Apsara dancer paperweights.

The Monkey God or something.

Angkor beer. Cheaper than water! And unless you wanna lao sai drinking from the tap, its safer than water too! :D

Dusty Siem Reap.

At the entrance of Preah Prohm Rath Monastery. Or endearingly, among the cheena ahpeks... "Pleah Plom Lat Monasteli"

Lots of beautiful frangipani trees in Siem Reap!

At the Night Market where I bargained until no more saliva.
Btw, I swear... shopping in Siem Reap is soooooooooooooooo exhausting!!! Not because you have to haul your stuff around, but mainly because of the haggling and bargaining!

Typical shopping conversation in Siem Reap:

Vendor: Haiii~~~ Miss, where from? Ching Chong Ting Tong Ling Long.

Me: Er, Malaysia. *avoids direct eye contact* 

Vendor: You see t-shirt? Want buy?? How much want to pay? (u dun ask them how much, they'll ask u. Champion not?)

Me: 5 Dollar.

Vendor: *gives well practiced dramatised exasperated expression* Haaaaaaaa??? Kenot, miss... no money miss. This shirt very nai~~ (this means "nice")... I gib u 10 Dollar. I gib good prai (this means price). 

Me: *insists* 5 Dollar. *pretends to walk away* 

Vendor: No miss, gib higher prai, miss. Gib 8 Dollar. We same same (no idea why but they like to say this).

Me: *walks away and returns 5 minutes later pretending to look at other stuff* 

Vendor: OK, miss I gib 5 Dollar because u pirst (they mean "first") customer.

Me: *Yay. Silent victory*

Cute little boy. He was fanning me with a piece of paper while my mum looked at the paintings at his dad's stall. Later on, I found out he picked up the piece of paper from a nearby drain. *nightmare*

Cambodia BBQ restaurant serving regular meat to exotic meat i.e: crocodile, snake, frog. Recommended by Lonely Planet but I think it's no big deal. Slow service and food was mehhh¬¬

Went the next day to visit the Angkor Wat. Beautiful place. No wonder it is (or was?) one of the Seven Wonders of the Ancient World. It's amazing how people back in those days build such an amazing architecture without the aid of machineries and technology!

The grounds of Angkor Wat is surrounded by a wide man-made moat.


Everything in the temple has to be odd-numbered i.e: the number of steps and even the number of pillars at the windows. It represents good luck.

Every tourist's favorite camwhore spot! And, let's play guess my favorite color of the day.

Amazingly intricate bas-reliefs on the walls of Angkor Wat. It depicts the stories of the ppl in the olden days, talks about the religion and the legends pertaining to Hinduism.

While I was admiring the Angkor Wat's grounds, someone was admiring my behind.

 Btw, on a whole other note, I just bit the inside of my cheek while typing the caption for the above picture. Now I'm using my tongue to prod it and stop the bleeding. Looks very suggestive. Hahahaha.

Just a piece of advice, you shouldn't wear anything sleeveless or pants above the knee length as Angkor Wat (& surrounding temples) are sacred places. Also, when you are in certain places where prayers take place, you should always remove your hat as a sign of respect.

I'm amazed how ignorant I am towards the puzzled looks of other tourists when I kick off my shoes, climb up a boulder and do poses like that.


These staircases are STEEP as hell!!!! It's pretty scary climbing up these staircases (leading to the centre of Angkor Wat also known as HEAVEN)... But I braved it anyway! Note: No handrails. So I wouldn't recommend ppl with vertigo problem to climb these stairs. Going up is a big issue. Coming down is a bigger one T.T

Managed to climb right up to the centre of Angkor Wat. So I can now tell ppl, I've been to HEAVEN and back :D

This picture is to show you how enormous the place is and how insignificant a single being is in comparison. Amazing.

Toothless nun at the temple :) She flashed me a smile and muttered something in Khmer language. I don't know what it means but I hope its nothing bad... Lol.

Pang sai at Angkor Wat.

If I were a soldier on a battlefield, I don't think I hid myself very well. What with the bright blue cap......

Kids like to walk around without pants and shoot out a stream of golden yellow pee as and when they want. So convenient.

My favoritest shot of Angkor Wat. This picture is best taken around 1pm-2pm at the pool of water near the main entrance.
One thing I noticed when I was there was how ignorant some tourists were. I won't say what race or where they are from, but they were pretty disrespectful towards the history and culture of the city.

I spotted this girl wearing a bikini and a see-through top walking around the temple.

I also saw ppl touching the carvings and bas-reliefs eventhough they're not supposed to. In view of the thousands of tourists that flock there every month, constant touching of the carvings will be enough to destroy the original texture and erase some minute details that are originally there. I wish ppl will just keep their hands to themselves.

Bought this cowboy hat for only 2 Dollars from a little boy... I hope with the 2 Dollars he will buy himself a pair of pants.

Entering Ta Prohm, where Tomb Raider was filmed!!! :D

Majestic temple ground filled with trees that have grown ON the buildings and walls. Sooo breathtaking!





See the tree roots picit-ing out of the bricks!

So Poh invaded Siem Reap. Ppl were looking. I obviously didn't care... -__-


Everyone wanted to take a picture with this awesome tree root.

Obligatory Tomb Raider-ish pose. Angelina Jolie was standing at the EXACT spot at the time of filming.

Pang sai in Ta Prohm.

Little Cambodian girl. I closed her leg for her but she opened it again. tsk tsk.

In Angkor Thom city. I think this is the Bayon temple... I forgot *hehhhhh*


The famous face sculptures.
Exhausted from all the climbing at the temples.
If you're there, I suggest you get the 3 days temple pass because trust me, you'll need more time than one day if you intend to see ALL the temples. But then again, bear in mind that after a while... all temples sort of looked the same... black, mouldy, crumbly and all smelt of dried up urine (really).

We went to the Chong Kneas floating village the next day but it wasn't floating much since it was dry season...#fail.

And because it was dry season, our boat has to ONLY travel in the MIDDLE of the river going out to the lake, otherwise the bottom of the river will scratch the bottom of the boat. wtf, we could have just waded our way to the lake.......................

...........On second thought, better not. The water is the villagers' toilet and in the dry season, I think the bodily wastes are more concentrated than undiluted acid >.<"

During the wet season, the water level will rise up to the bottom of the stilt houses in the above picture.

I bought my purple shirt in Bandung last year for only 3Dollars because it has a typo error. It says "Popeye the SAILOH man" Hahahaha. But nobody can tell, so it's a steal.

I thought this boy was 9 or 10 years old but turns out, he's 12. Most of the children there look much younger and smaller compared to other children of their age because of the lack of food and proper nutrition. Kesian. Anyway, he was our boat driver. I was secretly praying we won't collide with any other boats/rocks... not because I was afraid of the boat sinking and us drowning (water too shallow -__-) but I was more afraid that if our boat doesn't float, we will be forced to walk in concentrated concoction of pee and shit.

Them Cambodian boys... just... hangin' out... if u know what I mean....

Fisherman trying to catch some fish. I seriously doubt how any fish can survive in such murky, dirty waters...

One of the "better" looking house in the floating village.


Even the geese live in floating cages.

I think this is like a "restaurant" or something.

Little boy drinking water, of which the source, I'm afraid to know...

This is their floating school.

Poor little girl had to stand under the hot sun in her little shabby boat with a snake draped around her for tourist to take picture. And after each snap shot she will shout "ONE SHOT 20 DOLLAH! ONE SHOT 20 DOLLAH!!!"

Me :D

It's amazing how parents in the cities and everywhere else always protect their kids from germs and viruses and all things dirty. Look at these boys! Stark naked swimming in dirty, muddy water. And they seem to be fine at the end of the day.

Visited Artisans D' Angkor. It's basically an arts training school for the disabled and most of the items that the trainess produced are for sale.
Visiting the origins of artsy place like this is really an eye opener for me because my creativity level is almost as good as a brinjal. Hence, I really appreciate the knowledge I get when I go to these places and learn how wood lacquering is done, how silk painting is painted etc.


This woman is deaf and mute. But her workmanship is flawless!
And apparently, not every Tom, Dick or Harry can get themselves into this art school. They have to go through numerous testings to prove that they have a certain creative bone in them.


My creative bone only goes as far as allowing me to pose with many expressions for the camera. #fail



At Wat Dam Nang. Former palace but now a modern monastery and centre for Khmer studies.
 It was such a serene place to be... 

...until Miss Hyperactive came along.

The one thing about me when I go travelling... is how terribly I miss the food back home! Which is why it was no surprise when I was OVER THE MOON to have found this...

Ice cold authentic MALAYSIAN KOPI PING! Tasted just like home!!

And PENANG CHAR KUEY TEOW!! Not as good as the original but how can I complain. My tummy was awfully homesick... T.T

Yumzz!!

And can you believe it!!! BAK KUT TEH!!! #can'tlivewithoutpork

Can you imagine, I traveled all the way to Siem Reap to eat CKT and BKT and drink KP. (abbreviations only to be understood by crazed food lovers).

But like many travellers I've seen said: You'll never know how much you miss home till you're away from it... 

I love travelling. Can never get enough. But Malaysia is always home...

Anyway, we took a tuk tuk all the way from central Siem Reap to the outskirt to go see the landmine museum.

The distance is roughly from Ampang to Nilai. ON A FREAKING TUK TUK ON FREAKING BUMPY ROADS.

Can you imagine the agony of the whole journey??? Didn't help that I *kap liu at the time.

(*kap liu: NEED TO PEE!)

A row of tuk tuks in the Cambodian countryside.

At least we had nice view of paddy fields.
Once we arrived at the landmind museum... I rushed to the toilet because I have miraculously tahan-ed my pee for close to an hour. (o.O)

But like all other public toilets in Siem Reap, the toilet at the museum was equally terrible!!!!!!!

Me exiting the toilet. Reason for such an expression was because someone dropped his/her own version of a big bomb at the landmine museum. How appropriate.



All in all, the museum was no biggie and totally NOT worth the journey there in a tuk tuk... But if you go there in the evening you may get to witness spectacular sunset over the paddy fields. That was the ONLY good thing about our journey to and fro the museum.

And one thing about Siem Reap, transportation is NEVER an issue. You'll be lucky if you are not harassed by a Tuk Tuk driver to take his service. They're so insistent that by the time they're done insisting, you have both walked to your destination already. #exaggeration

If you have a problem with getting a tuk tuk, just get on to some open top lorries and get off when u reach your destination. Like a local hop on hop off bus except that its free and crammed with sweaty people who have yet to discover the wonders of deodorant.

o.O"
 And btw, when you ride on a tuk tuk in Siem Reap, I would HIGHLY recommend u to get a mask because the city is SOOOO dusty. I refused to wear a mask one time (because I didn't wanna look like an OCD idiot) and by the time I reached my destination, I could feel the sand in my teeth when I grind them together.

AND I would recommend you to wear a black shirt because the likelihood of your white shirt becoming brown/grey is erm... very high.

Ignore my shirt. It's my affordable way of telling ppl I'm taken... Only cost me RM20 :D

The back lane of Pub Street. That place is FOOD haven. Restaurants line up the whole street and you can get anything from Khmer food, to BBQ to Italian to Japanes to Chinese. ANY-FREAKING-THING. #syiok
I would HIGHLY recommend people to the restaurant called "Champey Restaurant" (Pub Street). It serves traditional Khmer food and is yummy and VERY affordable! And the ice-cream girl there is cute (even for a straight girl like me).

I spent 5 days in Siem Reap, but I wished I stayed longer (as with all other holidays I embark on). About a month after Siem Reap, I went to Bali (AGAIN). But I'll leave that for another post.

My point is, I've been travelling quite a number of times over the past month and undoubtedly, I have gained some holiday weight. I want to go hide my fat face somewhere but I realised my face is too fat to hide fml.

And that is precisely why I have recently joined FITNESS FIRST!... AND... signed up for 20 SESSIONS OF PERSONAL TRAINING! Woo hoo.

So far so good. I THINK I'm noticeably shedding off some weight and getting slightly toner.

The only complain is that... if there's anything that comes with weight loss, it will be shrinking boobs. fml.

I ciao first,

Ah Moi