Thanks for being a friend, Andrew

Sometimes, we just can't explain why certain things happen.

Sometimes, we ask, beg, pray for answers, but are met only with silence.

Sometimes, we wish that there is more to it than we understand, more than is revealed to us.

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Sometimes, life just isn't fair.

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Rest in Peace Andrew.

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We'll miss you.

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22 July 2007- Le Tour de Luton

Hi everyone.

Yes, I'm well aware that the "in due time" mentioned in my previous post turned out to be 8 months & 7 days, and I do apologise for it.

I'm quite sure that by this point, the only people left who still visit this page are myself and that guy in the corner over there.

I hope that, given time, this fact will remedy itself and that many more eyes will grace this page.

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Anyway, I intend to continue right from where I left off the last time- my arrival in London on the 21st of July 2007.

Now, I will try my best to stay true to what I had experienced, and elaborate based on that.

However, be forewarned that some of the upcoming posts will be mostly pictorial. (When I say some, I do in fact mean most)

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Now, after leaving Heathrow, Mum & I hopped on the first available National Express bus heading towards Luton.

Aside from a rather irritating Indian doctor from Australia, the ride was uneventful.

Kevin came to meet us at Luton Airport, wherefrom we headed back to his place.

The rest of the day was then spent catching up, having dinner & basically settling in.

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The following morning, being a Sunday, we got up bright & early and proceeded to tour Luton, courtesy of our friendly local tour guide, Kevin.

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Here're some of the sights we saw in & around Luton Town:

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If your eyes're sharp, you could spot Kevin sitting before his home sweet home.

Kevin & I setting off

in the vicinity of Bedfordshire U's campus Architecture you don't see in Malaysia

Effective Discouragement

Would you call that a Church?

The names of all from Luton who perished during WW2 are carved beneath this statue

Kevin guarding the entrance to Galaxy Cinema

A typical row of English houses

A shaded path..

A view of Luton

A stream in a park in Luton

Familiar scenes in unfamiliar lands

A clearer look at the Church

Tombstones- reflections of a time now past

Not included in the pictures are the filling meal we had at The White House, as well as the movie we took in- Hairspray.

We spent the day discovering Luton, and having done so, retired to Kevin's crib to rest & recharge in order to be able to tackle London the following day.

P1: The Departure

This post backdates about a week, and so any events described here would have since then disappeared into the echelons of time, and remain only as memories etched into the mind of one, solitary, reminiscient person.

I shall exclude my departure from KLIA as I would prefer it to remain personal. Instead, I will tell you a little about my SIX BLOODY HOURS of transit in Dubai airport. "Why Dubai?" you may ask. Well, it's simply because our choice of airline to take us to London was Emirates, which places all it's passengers in Dubai for the oddest number of hours they can think of. In fact, I spent so many vacant hours stuck at the airport's transit area, Dubai Duty Free, that I actually learnt how to read Arabic. For example, the writing in the picture below says: "Pepsi".I bet you didn't know that.

But seriously, it's an open secret that Dubai is a filthy rich country; and that is probably what allows its people to be so unbelievably kitchy in their decor. I mean come on, there are UFO's and artificial palm trees within their airport!In fact, the people there are so excessively wealthy that it does not suffice for them to have dozens of artificial palm trees indoors, but they have to take it the extra mile by ensuring that all these palm trees are entirely made up of gold bars! Don't believe me? Witness this then:

If only they would have consulted me prior to incorporating such bizzare features into the frontlines of their country, I would have better advised them to invest the money instead on real, living greens in order to add a little more colour to the actual landscape. However, as they did not do so, this is the image that greets all travellers when flying over this famous, oil-rich country.

Now compare that to an aerial shot of London!

It's a tad cloudy, so the picture isn't too clear. The contrast between the 2, however, is crystal.

Oh, and speaking of London, that post's coming up in due time, so bear with me!

A Blogger's Holiday

Well, the time has come for me to bid a temporary farewell to all of you. Tonight, at 5 minutes past midnight on the 21st of July, I will be departing for Europe and will be away for a duration of 4 to 8 weeks.

As my access to the internet will be somewhat limited there, I cannot guarantee that there will be any updates on this page until I return. I will, however, try my best to keep you informed and up to date on my activities there- so do drop in once in a while.

As a prologue-of-sorts to my vacation posts, here are some of the places I'll be visiting:

London, England:Helsinki, Finland:Zurich, Switzerland:Tirol, Italy:
So wish me a good flight, and I'll see the lot of you when I get back.

Until then, cheers.

Wetlands Park

As my esteemed colleague Mr Loh has already informed most of you, last Tuesday, the 10th of July, 12 of us took a drive down south to Taman Wetlands in Putrajaya to get away from our hectic and busy.. eh wait. I'm on holiday. Forget that. So anyway, we took a drive down south to chill some chill and indulge in some kayaking.

First off, allow me to introduce you to Taman Wetlands:

There are many things one can do in Taman Wetlands. For example, one could emo..
One could also crossdress and pose.. However, the more normal visitors can opt for bread-spread royalty and go kayaking.An added bonus is that Badawi will be personally watching you from his bedroom window!

Contrary to popular belief, kayaking is not all about paddling a boat from point A to point B to point XYZ. No, its real purpose is to diversify those Nikon Moments* you have grown to love. On a kayak, you can simply take it easy and relax..
Or you can choose to have a splashing good time..Optionally, you can sit around and worry about losing your spectacles in the water.. And if you're just plain weird, then you may find that the kayak is the ideal place for you to party like a rockstar.! But first you have to learn how to use your oar the right way..Once you've mastered that, you can combine 2 kayaks and call yourselves..

THE OARSOME FOURSOME!!

By now I'm sure you'll have realised that kayaking is extremely enjoyable.. but be warned! Spending too much time under the sun can lead to heatstroke, and you looking like this.

Therefore, the best course of action to follow thereafter is to find a shady and serene spot suitable for a picnic.

The kind of food you bring does not matter. Whether you're consuming a weird nacho sandwich or a keeyuntjin, just make sure it's something you enjoy.

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If you're worried about the calories, try working it off through some gravity defying stunts!

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And if that tires you out, you can just laze around with your loved one, enjoying the cool breeze and laughing at the antics of those lamers you call friends.

Such was our day.

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*all images captured on kayaks are from KhooWeiJinn's Panasonic Lumix

The Best Of Casual Dining

Friday the 13th is commonly related to events of misfortune, and it is in that spirit that I shall now proceed to recount my Friday the 13th celebratory dinner which, of course, bears no relations whatsoever to any events of misfortune, and celebrates nothing in particular.

Having heard so much about the place but never yet having the fortune of patronising its establishments, my baby and I decided to trade our money in exchange for edibles at the infamous
Tony Roma's is essentially a slightly more upmarket version of Chillis or T.G.I.F., serving American "cuisine" in American portions. Although the food may be a little more pricey in the amount of a few Ringgit, the decor and cosy ambience is definitely worth it. Besides, all customers receive complimentary fresh baked bread before their meal, which the more calculative can deduct from their bills. We deliberated on a starter and decided to stick to convention by opting for the much recommended and highly acclaimed TR Onion Loaf, which is basically giant hand-cut Spanish onions, breaded, deep fried and served with TR house BBQ dipping sauce. Giant being the operative term..This monster was larger than my 2 fists put together, and though it's the recommended portion for 2, after downing half a loaf the taste gets rather cloying and sort of puts you off eating the rest.

Besides, unless your name is Teh Hann Tsong, I'd recommend you not order a starter at all, because your main course is going to be monstrously large as well, and a starter will in all likelihood fill you up and thus prevent you from fully enjoying (read: finishing) your actual meal.

If you do decide to order the TR Onion Loaf however, be sure not to order the Steak Sandwich as your main course, which is what Sarah did. Nothing against the sandwich (it's delicious)- but half it's contents are made up of.? Yep. Giant hand-cut Spanish onions, deep fried and breaded. Sound familiar? Of course it does.. it's that cloying taste still lingering in your mouth. Now, if you still think it doesn't look big, feel free to compare it to the cup and saltshaker in the background- the cup is one and a half times as large as those in Chillis or Fridays. It's a gigantic collage of amazing flavours and textures that just slithers down your throat while your taste buds dance in joy and sing Hallelujah, scarcely believing that such flavours could really exist.

Not skipping a beat, my order of the TR Cheesy Burger matched up to the sandwich easily in terms of taste, and outclassed it effortlessly in terms of size. The beef patty was larger in diameter than the plate in the background, and thicker than an average sized wallet. Even the tomatoes were enormous and juicy. It was pretty much heaven on a plate, but in portions large enough to stuff even the generally large eater.
Being used to whalloping all my burgers in a few bites, with my hands as the only medium between the plate and my mouth, it was an entirely new experience for me as I had to slowly cut my burger into little pieces in order to eat it- it just wouldn't fit into my mouth as a whole.
Oh, and if they offer to exchange your side order of fries for anything else, my advice is don't. The mashed potatoes may be good, but the fries are awesome.

And so, after a delicious, heartening, and partially wasted meal, we can finally say that we have sampled the fare at Tony Roma's, and would gladly return one day....with much larger appetites of course.