and if you were expecting food pictures, too bad for you too. when food appears on the table, i usually start tucking in immediately and it's only until much later that i'll suddenly exclaim, "aiyah! forgot to take pictures!" here's proof...
i have more photos of, umm, well, people, and other useless things that could have been taken anywhere else in the world......
see, on the left is who i very uncreatively nicknamed "the doorboy". he was only my secondary interest in my four/five days there, though richard kept on insisting that i was smitten with him, constantly bioing him, and that i ought to (quote) 把握机会 and strike while the iron is hot (unquote). (richard himself was smitten with a female taxi-driver who slightly resembles a-mei. as for my mum, she was smitten with little nemo.)
in the centre is little nemo (her real name is something unspellable), toddler turning two, daughter to a thai-chinese family friend (strictly speaking, my mother's friend). on the right is 懒惰 (nickname again), the said family friend, her dad, carrying her, and her expression was a response to everyone screaming, "momo, YIM!!!" at her. the little girl is too adorable for words. for some reason, her mum seems to take a liking to me and keeps trying to direct momo's attention to me. do i mind? not a bit.
and, yeah, apart from visiting 懒惰 and family, eating and shopping, we were mostly just hanging out in the hotel, either sleeping (i spent about three-quarts of an entire day, curtains closed, sleeping, while the parents shopped in the murderous weather outside) or... doing stupid things.
the abundance of humongous mirrors in hotel rooms always makes acting stupid irresistable. or it encourages vanity.
the rest here.
when i next have the time (and energy and inspiration, etc. etc.), i hope to blog about what i'll be doing these hols, and, perhaps, a bit on future plans.