Hello fellow wonderful, lovely, talented readers wtf. Sorry for the absence. After rushing through my work and one week trip plus few more days of nothingness, here I am back again! Yes, I do have a life outside blogging (ignore the word nothingness there fml)!
Of course right now, I got my mojo back! Err, sort of. Okay, I got it back now! So let it begin before it escapes me again (because imma post lots of pictures muahahahahaha wtf).
Let me just first talk a little bit about my trip in Hong Kong before I bombard you with pictures.
Firstly, a myth will be debunk. The people in Hong Kong are not as rude as I thought they would be. Sure they seem to be rushing to places all the time but not as rude as I heard. Of course there is this one case when I have to slowdown to look around and then suddenly one sweaty chef shouted "Hang Hoi!!" (Move aside!!) at me wtf. It was 10 degrees and he is actually sweaty with singlet on. That must be some kind of hell's kitchen.
Secondly, is the space there. What space? There is barely none!! All you get to see are high rise buildings. If you think KL is a concrete jungle, wait until you see THE concrete jungle. But, below all those concrete jungle is another story. There are lots and lots of small stores. And the food there is cheap! So go up high for class and go way down for... grass? Sorry, can't rhyme it wtf.
Finally is their MTR. Until now I have no idea what it means and I am too lazy to Google it so I shall call it Most Terrer Railway. Our LRT really kalah teruk (lose badly) to the MTR. I think it takes two or three of our trams to match one tram in MTR. And yes, while reading this, you might pronounce MTR as MRT in Singapore. I know I did. #guilty
Finally finally (Yes, just let me add one more). In the MTR, it is like war. Seriously. If you think that you manage to be first in line, just wait and see. When the MTR arrives, out of nowhere, you will be the last in line. Their cutting line technique is lvl87 compare to our mere lvl32 wtf.
Okay, as promised, here are the pictures:
Day One: The Peak (literally)
Don't worry, no suicidal thoughts here.
Bush said show me the money.Day Two: I forgot wtf
My shot for the night lights there.
Hallelujah! OK, I have no idea what they sang
Santa, you lost some weight. Must be the 2D effect wtf
Day Three: Disney... wait for it.. Land!
After all this work is sexy time at night wtf
The castle you see in every Disney movie, minus the people
Snow White looked high on drugs. Seriously.
Stitch was just too tallDay Four: Museum for free! (and getting lost)[and Mong Kok]
Look at the structure of the sign.. It is so.. Who am I kidding, it is just an ordinary sign wtf
Because it is a barrel of FUN! whistle~
When you see it...
Hello market that beats our longest pasar malam.Day Five: Wet wet at Ocean Park wtf
Entertaining dude and he speaks better Cantonese than me fml
Proof that we were in Ocean Park.
And yes, I sat the scariest roller coaster there. #victorybaby.jpg
Floating dudeDay 6: Stan Lee.. I mean Stanley Market
Again, proof
Hence, began our exploration and Indiana Jones I am not wtf
Oh, the irony
Did I mentioned 'summary' on the title? I meant 'sort-of-a-summary'. Kthxbye.
Calv out!
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