Landing in Bangkok does not bring much nostalgia. Not that I do not like BKK, just that I don’t have much fancy because it is like any other city around Asia. The only difference BKK is to me is the people, language, culture and way of life to some extend. Other than that, if I walk around it’s pretty much same-same as the Thais often have it said.
What distinct us is the food which I awesomely enjoy. The standard tom yum koong, phai tai, sum tam and etc is enough to keep me happy.
Often course, I admire the more pretty facade of Thai chicks (generally they are prettier than our Chinese girls in comparison) as they tend to have better features. Plus they carry their tan very well (but just like any Asian country, porcelain white is THE way of beauty… ahhhh…. Don’t ask me on this bit, I’m not in this echelon to begin with). Note: Not forgetting to mentioned, our Malay chicks, they are pretty much on the same playing field with the exception that most of our pretty Malays are covered with headscarves that masks off their beauty.
On the Thai guys bit. Hmm, pretty much same as Malaysia I feel. So-so only. (sorry guys). I don’t know, but after umpteen times being in Thailand, I have not once seen a good looking guy on the streets (let’s not get into their celebrities). Never. So I think I have stop noticing. Muahaha. Sorry guys, but that does not take me as a lesbo!
Besides, the warmness and patience of Thais brings me great pleasure to be in Thailand, always. I am not denying that Malaysians are not these, but our magnitude is half of them in comparison. Haha. Sorry Malaysians, when a credit’s due, a credit’s due. Even amongst them, they are courteous people. We can’t compete lah. Hehe…
Culturely along with their language, Thais are very strong in their ways. I guess as much as most Asians country are on this, lebih kurang we are all traditional people. Our Muslim ways very obvious, our Chinese ways are distinct (with very founding taboos still in practice… ) and Indians are just as equally conventional. Needless to say, our common lingua franca is Malay amongst all races. Like it or not. And the Thais have their Thai. The funny thing is, the Thais and Hong Kees addresses us as Malays. Like we call Thai people Thai. Haiyah, we are not Malays. We are Malaysians. Hehe… anyways, don’t bother correcting them because there is a huge million number of population here. Lots of sliver and energy is at stake if you want to correct just this small piece. Haha…
Amongst it all, we don’t have porky running around much in our country. Hehe.. no pork burgers in places like McD or HRC. Over here, mak ooi, everywhere. Oink oink. Not that I am a big fan of porky stuff, but it’s just different.
So much for comparison. But as I am typing this, with a view of Choa Phraya in front of me in the comforts of my room, I need to just say this - I don’t know what got this Mat Sallehs ranting about the river. OK, King of the River they said, it’s a very wide river. Yes. But there is nothing beautiful about this muddy brown looking waterway. I can’t quite like admit it’s beautiful. Like where? If you ask me, it’s like Klang River or Malacca River being amplified 10x-15x. And ta-dah, you get Choa Phraya! Hehe.. maybe Mat Sallehs have not seen brown murky rivers... I mean, even Siene was not beautiful, the water’s murky all the way (it’s the awesome sites around it that makes it a package to linger on the boat).
Anyway, the only sad news about being here is, there is no path made to walk along Choa Phraya. This means, there is no stretch for any evening runs which I thought would be great to be swaggering along it. It’s back to the gym alright. Gym that overlooks a little of the river as I scamper along with those running equipments, that it. Heheh… boring.
Yesterday, we took a short trip to Siam Paragon. Just to see how colossal it is since it has been acclaimed to be when it was first opened. Conclusion, can’t beat our Pavillion though. Hehe.. but after years of living and breathing city life and air, no emporium or malls can wake this spirit to a ‘wah’ or ‘oh’ anymore. Shopping does not delight me. Haha. Maybe upgrades on my clothes, shoes and handbags yes, but beyond that, nothing sparks. And that only requires me to visit selected stores, I get my stocks, and I leave. I don’t linger much plus, my decision on purchasing the clothes that I like is ligthing flash (compared to most women). I fancy, I try, I look great, I look at the tag (pricey?) and I buy. I move to the next. Once I’m done, I’m off. So, if you ask me, shopping actually tires me a lot. Hehe…
Anyway, we got to their supermart because some interesting people in the office requested me to get some Thai’s instant noodles and dried longans. Jolly well. Everything’s Thai so we had to make guess if it is perisa itik, lembu, babi or ayam. Hahah. And some pictures are deceiving because all meat looks pretty much the same to me. As usual, I had to ask for help. Haha… Pork? Beef? Chicken? Duck?
Then we went off in 2 plastic bags. Some of our junks too. And as we trottered to catch a cab, Eugene said we look so uncool. LOL. What is with all these plastic bags, walking back to the hotel like some aunties? LOL.
I took a step back, looked at us and he is just so right. LOL. Aunty ooi!
We are just sooooooo makcik. Then, that moment caught me. What is with this instant noodles and dried longan in this supermarket plastic bags? Gosh… LOL. *eyes rolling*
I’m still not there yet but honestly, the people around me in the office are lah! LOL. Haiyoh. So guys, yes, I will be coming back with your stuff. Eugene is suggesting I dump those noodles into the luggage (gulp and I am in doubt if that is a GOOD idea) because no one carries a bag of instant noodles as hand carry around in the airport except aunties! LOL.
What distinct us is the food which I awesomely enjoy. The standard tom yum koong, phai tai, sum tam and etc is enough to keep me happy.
Often course, I admire the more pretty facade of Thai chicks (generally they are prettier than our Chinese girls in comparison) as they tend to have better features. Plus they carry their tan very well (but just like any Asian country, porcelain white is THE way of beauty… ahhhh…. Don’t ask me on this bit, I’m not in this echelon to begin with). Note: Not forgetting to mentioned, our Malay chicks, they are pretty much on the same playing field with the exception that most of our pretty Malays are covered with headscarves that masks off their beauty.
On the Thai guys bit. Hmm, pretty much same as Malaysia I feel. So-so only. (sorry guys). I don’t know, but after umpteen times being in Thailand, I have not once seen a good looking guy on the streets (let’s not get into their celebrities). Never. So I think I have stop noticing. Muahaha. Sorry guys, but that does not take me as a lesbo!
Besides, the warmness and patience of Thais brings me great pleasure to be in Thailand, always. I am not denying that Malaysians are not these, but our magnitude is half of them in comparison. Haha. Sorry Malaysians, when a credit’s due, a credit’s due. Even amongst them, they are courteous people. We can’t compete lah. Hehe…
Culturely along with their language, Thais are very strong in their ways. I guess as much as most Asians country are on this, lebih kurang we are all traditional people. Our Muslim ways very obvious, our Chinese ways are distinct (with very founding taboos still in practice… ) and Indians are just as equally conventional. Needless to say, our common lingua franca is Malay amongst all races. Like it or not. And the Thais have their Thai. The funny thing is, the Thais and Hong Kees addresses us as Malays. Like we call Thai people Thai. Haiyah, we are not Malays. We are Malaysians. Hehe… anyways, don’t bother correcting them because there is a huge million number of population here. Lots of sliver and energy is at stake if you want to correct just this small piece. Haha…
Amongst it all, we don’t have porky running around much in our country. Hehe.. no pork burgers in places like McD or HRC. Over here, mak ooi, everywhere. Oink oink. Not that I am a big fan of porky stuff, but it’s just different.
So much for comparison. But as I am typing this, with a view of Choa Phraya in front of me in the comforts of my room, I need to just say this - I don’t know what got this Mat Sallehs ranting about the river. OK, King of the River they said, it’s a very wide river. Yes. But there is nothing beautiful about this muddy brown looking waterway. I can’t quite like admit it’s beautiful. Like where? If you ask me, it’s like Klang River or Malacca River being amplified 10x-15x. And ta-dah, you get Choa Phraya! Hehe.. maybe Mat Sallehs have not seen brown murky rivers... I mean, even Siene was not beautiful, the water’s murky all the way (it’s the awesome sites around it that makes it a package to linger on the boat).
Anyway, the only sad news about being here is, there is no path made to walk along Choa Phraya. This means, there is no stretch for any evening runs which I thought would be great to be swaggering along it. It’s back to the gym alright. Gym that overlooks a little of the river as I scamper along with those running equipments, that it. Heheh… boring.
Yesterday, we took a short trip to Siam Paragon. Just to see how colossal it is since it has been acclaimed to be when it was first opened. Conclusion, can’t beat our Pavillion though. Hehe.. but after years of living and breathing city life and air, no emporium or malls can wake this spirit to a ‘wah’ or ‘oh’ anymore. Shopping does not delight me. Haha. Maybe upgrades on my clothes, shoes and handbags yes, but beyond that, nothing sparks. And that only requires me to visit selected stores, I get my stocks, and I leave. I don’t linger much plus, my decision on purchasing the clothes that I like is ligthing flash (compared to most women). I fancy, I try, I look great, I look at the tag (pricey?) and I buy. I move to the next. Once I’m done, I’m off. So, if you ask me, shopping actually tires me a lot. Hehe…
Anyway, we got to their supermart because some interesting people in the office requested me to get some Thai’s instant noodles and dried longans. Jolly well. Everything’s Thai so we had to make guess if it is perisa itik, lembu, babi or ayam. Hahah. And some pictures are deceiving because all meat looks pretty much the same to me. As usual, I had to ask for help. Haha… Pork? Beef? Chicken? Duck?
Then we went off in 2 plastic bags. Some of our junks too. And as we trottered to catch a cab, Eugene said we look so uncool. LOL. What is with all these plastic bags, walking back to the hotel like some aunties? LOL.
I took a step back, looked at us and he is just so right. LOL. Aunty ooi!
We are just sooooooo makcik. Then, that moment caught me. What is with this instant noodles and dried longan in this supermarket plastic bags? Gosh… LOL. *eyes rolling*
I’m still not there yet but honestly, the people around me in the office are lah! LOL. Haiyoh. So guys, yes, I will be coming back with your stuff. Eugene is suggesting I dump those noodles into the luggage (gulp and I am in doubt if that is a GOOD idea) because no one carries a bag of instant noodles as hand carry around in the airport except aunties! LOL.
