Parents often worry about how my generation will forget traditions and Malaysian culture, really, they’re very wrong. Not in this part of the world anyway. I had the chance to go to 3 open houses this week. Woopeedoo, it feels just like home.
After the Raya open house at Amirah’s place, we missed the train by a few seconds because the ticket machine was down.. So we had to wait another 26 minutes for the next one..
Brunch with Nadhirah and Sherine. I made super plain aglio olio and potato salad. Nadhirah made scrambled eggs. Yum.
I managed to go to a gig at Whammy Bar, K’Road with Ian on Friday too. I think I’ve been out almost on a daily basis with these people now.
No idea how I was okay with a screamo gig.
Bihun Sup! Makes me miss Mee Soto so, so much. :C
Even their keropok lekor and bergedel was so good. They’re definitely wife-material. Unlike me, Nadhirah and Amirah…
Nadhirah and Amirah
And that’s the unflattering me.
So… I tripped over my heater and broke my toe nail and it bled (Who knew it could hurt me so bad), my nose decided it was a good idea bleed in the middle of the night and my period thought, oh hell, why not join in the fun!
Summary of my blood week. Mmmhm. I want to strangle something/someone right now.
Hair update. I have different shades of blue, pink, magenta, pastel pink, green and turquoise in my hair now. I must admit, it looks slightly terrible in real life. I’m going to redye them this weekend.
Jane and Kei Kiat went back to Melbourne on Saturday. We shared a big pepperoni and cheese pizza at Sal’s the night before they left. Yums.
I’m gonna miss them.
There was a big protest against Israeli ground invasion of Gaza on Saturday. I probably saw only a fraction of the protesters.
At the moment, I’m taking care of my sister’s plants that are still alive. Her cactus decided to flower on the day she left for Europe too. Awhhhh..
We couldn’t rent a car because we didn’t have a translated license or international license, so we took the Intercity bus to Rotorua that took us about 4 hours to reach Rotorua. It hurts our wallets so bad too because we had to spend more money on cab fares and bus fares..
On the bright side, our motel (Silveroaks Geyserland) was right next to Te Puia. So it only took us 5 minutes to walk there.
Wood carving boys doing their thing!
Since we had 30 minutes to kill before Pohutu geyser erupts, we took photos and ate salt and vinegar chips.
So… Jumping backwards was harder than I thought.
Nevertheless, THE BACKGROUND LOOKS GOOD. HI, POHUTU GEYSER.
I have a rainbow in my almost rainbow hair.
This is too hilarious not to post up on my blog.
Pohotu Geyser and the Blue Pools.
Well, not so blue here because CAMERA.
Maori cultural show.
There were many tourists that are so horrible at respecting the Maori culture and the other audiences. Worst part is that we share the same ethnicity and many people associate me with people like them. Not cool, bros.
After checking in to our motel and rested for a bit, we headed out just before sunset to town. We walked for 40 minutes to town in the cold. I don’t know what we were thinking… But I was eager to eat at Fat Dog for the carbonara. So, we walked.
It was so packed for dinner!
Jane and I ordered the carbonara while Kei Kiat ordered the fish and chips. They told us that we had to wait about 10-15 minutes but we we waited for an hour. Well, I don’t really blame them, they had so many customers. In return, they gave us free drinks and 2 desserts to go! Well, it’s worth the wait for the yummy milkshakes and 2 slices of cakes.
It was so, so good. I am so contented for the next few months now.
The caramel slice I chose was just as awesome. Apparently one of their best sellers too! Yum yums.
Jane fell asleep at 8.30pm… And we all kinda followed after that and woke up at 9am the next day.
We had CAKE, CAKE, CAKE, CAKE for breakfast.
So I get a Caramel Slice and a Chocolate Cake for breakfast. Yums.
We even got a bonus view of the Pohutu geyser.
I was trying to take a photo of our view when Jane decided to feed me cake. Hahaha, if only I was fast enough to focused it right.
Kei Kiat was actually about to drink the milk bottle.
Then, of course, they released an ‘army’ of lambs onto the stage.
The sheep must be thinking, WELL, PAT ME ALREADY, HUMAN.
I just had to post this up, tsk. SORRY.
No, lamb. my camera’s not your food.
You see, the trick is to blend in. Tsk.
JANE PHOTOBOMBED. ):
Met this cutie on the truck/trailer train thing we were on. She only spoke French, so she had to ask her mum how to tell me that she liked my hair. After a while, she kept turning back to tell me that she’s 6 years old and comes from Tahiti. She’s a beautiful girl!
Picking Kiwi fruits!
Guy in blue shirt: ‘ YOU’VE GOT MEAN HAIR GURRRRL!’
You should see how I smiled from ear to ear. I’ve been getting loads of hair compliments over the past week. Hehehe.
Keeping trees warm during winter.
Sunset view from the inside of the bus.
When we were waiting for our bus at Tourism Rotorua, we thought we were taking the InterCity bus back to Auckland. Then the bus driver of GreatSights yelled out my name. Thank goodness he yelled out my name, otherwise we would have been waiting for a non-existent bus back to Auckland. Forever and ever thankful that he yelled out my name.
It’s time to go for another adventure! See yeah, internet people!