Made in China?!

Remind me not to eat any buns next time I'm in Beijing...or anywhere in China for that matter!



Beijing delicacy? Cardboard buns

Baby steps

So a little less than a month had passed since I put my fingers at rest and sought to make sense of all them random thoughts in my head. Words don't come easy as I pondered on how to start my blog up again.

My private life is such, private. Therefore don't hold your breathe, expecting me to open up my very own Pandora's box. It will be locked safely in my head, and a few privileged few are allowed a peep time to time.

I have gone no frills as you can see, intending to focus on content rather than ever evolving widgets to capture eyeballs.

Change, that is the only constant in our lives.

Inevitable, uncomfortable at times, not always welcomed.

However, change one must, for only with that can one break out of their own bubble and jar their senses.

Welcome back to my piece of heaven, with a day trip to hell.

Are we there yet?

Almost...

Mute

This space will be left blank for a while.

There's not much material to work on, at the moment.

Don't miss me too much.

Burnt out

So there I was in Penang, body still weak from the viral infection that's taken a hold on me. I was left out when it came to sampling the many delicious local food (cuz they are too "heaty") , stayed sober while many others drank themselves silly (cuz I was on medication) , and lay in bed while the rest were having fun during the trip (cuz I needed rest, rest and more rest)

My friends have never seen me this subdued when I travel with them. The only reason that I had to move was for the dragon boat race. After rowing 4 times on the 1st day, each for 500 metres, I was consigned to bed the moment I got back to the hotel. Even my room mate moved out in case I passed the bug over to him.

This guy mentioned that I resemble a walking dead, until I got into the boat. Then I would be paddling my lungs out. We were duly rewarded with a Gold medal in the inter-airline event. It now hangs proudly in my room.

I came back with a terrible sunburn, and a deteriorating condition. The doc gave me more medication this time. I now have to take up to 5 pills, 3 times a day. I had hoped to change my flights away for a couple more days at home, but it doesn't seem possible at this point.

Rest... I need more rest...