I've always love crossing the borders to Msia, especially when it's a visit to my grandma's house. This time round, I love it more because Redbull finally decided to tag along just to make me happier. After this trip, I grew greedier, secretly wishing he'd go with my family & I every time. But well, of course I'm not going to constantly pester him to go, it must be according to his own wishes that would make the trip meaningful.
Anyway, due to Qing Ming Jie, everyone was making their way to Msia so we were stuck in the traffic for more than an hour or so. But, the journey was more tolerable because of the companion and random conversations accompanied by loud roars of monstrous laughter.
Yeap, booked a private car for the 6 of us.
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Lying on his flabby arms while watching the never-ending line of vehicles.
'No honking' sign which was ignored blatantly right at the custom's authorities' faces; all the impatient motorcyclists summoned all their energy to honk with all their might until the authorities opened another lane for them to pass through.
Talk about teamwork.
This faceless lone ranger.
Night time must-do activity is to visit the pasar malam for all the goodies. We ate non-stop the moment we embarked on the trail of food. Practically non-stop. We kept our eyes affixed to the two rows of stalls, hurling 'STOP' to the rest of us whenever any one of us saw something we wanted to eat.
Beancurd, cheese fries, ice-kachang, peanut mochi, fried chicken, fish cake drenched with sweet chili, taiwan chicken bun, fried sweet potato balls, carrot-cake, cheese tofu tarts...
The amount of calories gained that night.
This is the first time we saw this stall, must be new bird. RM7 for a generous portion.
Right after dinner was a search for Redbull's crabs. Spent close to 40 mins searching for his crabs, we all grew restless & tired. But at the very least, the crabs we found were satisfactory, ELSE...
Too little time to eat & shop. It'd be better if we've stayed till Sunday night instead of heading back to SG right after sao mu the next morning. Well, at least we had a sumptuous breakfast consisting of nice dim sum & dried kousong mee before letting the heat consumed us during sao mu.
When you grow genuinely together as one, you find yourself compromising (we said to accompany each other for sao mu on every alternate year. Soon, it'll have to be arranging visiting during CNY), changing, setting goals together with another half. I always say I'm bless and don't ever doubt me when I say so. I may say "I'm tired of this" or somewhere along those lines when we get into a huge argument. But saying that doesn't mean I retract all my feelings towards how I've always feel, I'm just directing "I'm tired" towards that moment during the argument.
Anyway, here's my gross looking heels after the foot mask. The process may be displeasing to the eyes, but the outcome is what's worth it.
