Saturday, September 19, 2009

My Late Night Comfort Food

In London, on cold nights, I have an insane craving for spicy and hot soupy kind of foods. My favorite type of supper will consist of the rarely-found-in-London

Chilli Crab Nissin Cup Noodles

...washed down with a quenching pint of Yeo's Justea!

Tee-hee. It feels soooooooooooo good to be savouring these foods now!


Monday, September 14, 2009

Bangkok ♥

My flight home was disrupted pleasantly by my annual Bangkok pilgrimage. We were in the Land of Smiles to celebrate Sandy's birthday!

Alan had made reservations at Sirocco, the State Tower - an alfresco-type of restaurant which has a great view of Bangkok. Alas, it started pouring in the late afternoon and when we arrived, we had to be seated indoors instead.

Sandy staring forlornly at her food.

My snowfish dish was pretty good and I wiped out the entire plate of my food. Yeah, and the appetisers of foie gras and some mushroom thingy were pretty good too. However, to pay that price to eat indoors is really not quite worthwhile. I am definitely willing to pay that price to sample their alfresco dining experience next time.

Happy Birthday, Girl!

The hostel in which we stayed was pretty good - Lub'd.

Outside our rooms... 3 wooden dogs lingered...

The furnishing is contemporary and Lub'd is popular with the international tourist crowd. The hostel has facilities such as theatre, internet kiosks and games tables to provide common grounds for you to befriend other tourists living in the hostel. In fact, we were quite impressed when the hostel staff noted Sandy's birthday and sent her a gift to our rooms!

The first day in Bangkok was spent trawling the streets of the Chatchuchak Market.

We started out looking for breakfast in the market.

What to eat?

We were quickly won over by a friendly man who welcomed us to his makeshift food card. The ambience was certainly primitive and not too impressive. But the food - WOW! One of the best pad-thai I have ever eaten!

Yum, yum, yum and yum!

After being nourished by a delicious breakfast, we were ready to go shopping! We needed to get equipped for the warfare - and thus, we scanned the shops for hand-held fans to combat the humidity and heat in the market.

Our thirst-quenching fruity fans

Yup, and shop we did! Although it was only for about 4-5 hours, I think most of us were quite lethargic towards mid-afternoon and were looking forward to a massage. Since the massage palour we frequented was full and required a waiting time of more than an hour, we decided to adjourn to my favorite GreyHound Cafe for some titbits.

Happy troopers

After our massage sessions and another wonderful dinner of shark's fin and fish maw at the famed Chinatown store, we settled back in the hotel to count our shopping loot.

Candice won the "Who is the best shopper?!" contest.

Special honorary mention to Alan, who surprised us with his shopping abilities, despite being a member of the male gender!

Sandy was just "okay-lah" in amassing a huge shopping loot.

I was too, "okay-lah" in my shopping loot because my luggage is already overweight from all the stuff I had to bring back from London!

Man, the stuff in Bangkok are just so cheap, good and creative! Don't even get me started on the countless rows of shops at the Platinum shopping center. This is almost like CCK with air-conditioning! These are mostly clothes, accessories and other fashion items. CCK still has more creativity injected into their merchandises, I feel.

Nevertheless, I love the food court at Platinum! We started our breakfast and were thoroughly spoilt for choice at the many food stores available.

We shopped till late afternoon and went for a pampering session of pedicure and manicure. Hmmm, what bliss.

And soon, Monday arrived and it was time to head back to Singapore. We will be back again soon!

Tuesday, September 01, 2009

Whoah! We're Going to Ibiza

Whoah! We're Going To Ibiza
Whoah! Back To The Island
Whoah! We're Going To Ibiza
Whoah! We're Gonna Have A Party
Whoah! In The Mediterranean Sea

Remember this tacky song in the 1990's by a group called Venga Boys? I used to think they were singing "Whoah, We're going to EAT PIZZA!"

But pizza aside, Ibiza is a spanish island in the Mediterranean Sea and its official Catalan name is known as Eivissa. It is a popular tourist spot among the Europeans and is especially notable (or notorious) for its summer club parties.

I agreed to tag along with Reb and her friends because I was keen to see the beaches on the Mediterranean Sea.

Behold! The blue, blue Mediterranean.

On the first morning I was there, Kerry mentioned I was the most dressed person on the beach. Almost 80% of the ladies on the beach were gloriously tanned with their luscious boobs hanging all out. The sunshine was as hot as it can be in Singapore, yet all these people are just sprawling themselves out, buttering on the suntan lotion and grilling themselves away.

I get tanned even when I stay under the shade! WTH.

Hello..... Ibiza!

My feet says hello to the warm, warm sand.

It's good to be doing nothing at all after a late night. When I first arrived at about 1am the morning before, I was dragged off to explore the clubs in the neighbourhood. Reb got too zealous in her vacation start-off drinks, downing off shots of vodka and the lethal foul-looking Absinthe. She subsequently lost her memory of the night. At one point, she woke up from her sleep at 5am and walked out of the front door with Ian and Frank looking on incredulously. Ian recovered quickly enough and ran after her.

Ian: Where do you think you are going?
Reb: I need to pee.
Ian: The toilet is back in our room?!

Yup, this is what Absinthe does to you. Wipes off all memory. You've been warned, kids!

Mummy says "Girl. Die lah. You look like a dark little Indian girl.

The next night, we wandered to the town of San Antonio. We had wonderful tapas and sangria in a spanish restaurant recommended by a local.

Not bad at all. Dinner ended at around midnight.

Next day, we were off to Formentera, one of the two Pine Islands or Pityuses.

Trekking across the sandy beaches to catch the ferry..

The island is reachable by ship from Ibiza and it is famous for its many pristine beaches.

Ahoy! All aboard!

And we're off!

Hello, Formentera!

After exploring the town of Formentera, we headed for the beach.

The waters were so clear, I could see right through to my toes. It resembles the water you find in swimming pool. I almost thought I was frolicking in a swimming pool until a wave licked up to me and the taste of salt reminded me that this is actually seawater.

One of the prettiest beach I've ever seen

And I must add that prettiest included the WOAH! factor of the people suntanning on the beach. They're all supermodel-like with huge boobies. Gees.

Amazingly, after a long day in Formentera, we proceeded to Amnesia to watch Underworld.

I have not a single clue who Underworld is but I hopped along with the energetic crowd from 12 till past 4 in the morning. My legs were giving way then, but the clubs here don't close till 6!

It was no wonder we all woke up way past noon the next day. Kerry and I decided to head to the beach at Playa d'en Bossa once more.

Iced cold coke never tasted so good

The last night was spent exploring Space, which was awarded Best Global Club at the International Dance Music Awards in 2005 and again in 2006.

With that, I left for London the next morning - more sun-toasted than ever.