A Place of Old Cars, Odd Seafood and Weird Motorists

Joshie darling bought me a pressie! Yay! And I L.OV.E. it to bits! The photo does not do this cool 'lil G-Shock Sweet Poison watch justice - in real life, it is so very "bling-bling" with its gold face.

Yes, I have hairy arms... so sue me. And you know what they say about girls with hairy arms.

Look, I'm not being boastful here. But it really is rare that my baby gives me a pressie. Not because he does not love me enough to give me pressies, rather, Josh is a frugal and practical sort. And since there is no special occasion today to warrant a pressie from him, it makes receiving the pressie even sweeter!

Since I'm in such a gay mood, I shall write about my recent trip to Malaysia with him and his family. We were invited to attend his eighth uncle's wedding in Kuala Lumpur.

Holly cow! Eighth uncle... that means the eighth son in the family! That's excluding the aunts. Joshie's grandmom is a freakin' factory! According to Josh, his grandmom has so many children, she only needs to squat down to give birth.

Taking advantage of the public holidays after the weekend, the whole gin gang (eleven of us) decided to do some shopping, sight-seeing and be gluttons in Malaysia.

Being typical Singaporeans, we drove up to Kuala Lumpur. Road trips always seem to start off freakin' early in the morning. I had to pull myself up at 6am so I could have enough time to wash my hair and dry it neatly. But somehow, Josh's father said we had to go off at 6.45am, instead of 7am as initially planned. Grudgingly, I had to forgo my hair-washing plans so as not to make everyone wait for me.

So imagine how pissed I was when everybody turned up LATE! We only got to move off at 7.30am. Bugger! I should have gone ahead and wash my hair.

There's this thing about me and clean hair - don't ask me why. I cannot tolerate unwashed, untidy hair. So you can imagine how uncomfortable, and therefore, short-tempered I was all morning.

There are a few things that sensible people should never deprive me of:

1. My salary
2. My sleep
3. My food
4. My bang-bangs with Joshie baby
5. My baths and therefore, the opportunity for me to have clean hair when I leave home.

Huge sunnies to hide a hideous sleepy face without make-up... and draw attention away from my dirty hair.

Of course, we stopped somewhere in Johor for breakfast en route to Seremban. This little coffee shop was dirty and stank of refuse and drain water. And there were many filthy-looking stray cats and dogs loitering around. But the Hong Kong-style steam flour rolls (zhu chang fen) were so heavenly and freakin' cheap , I could ignore the amount of bacteria I could potentially consume and inhale while I was there!

During our time in Malaysia, Sam Yee (Josh's third aunt) played good host and housed us at her cosy property in Seremban. Needless to say, I headed straight to the bath when I got to her house.



When I am finally squeeky clean and happy, I roamed her house and spotted a very antique car in her garage! Yes, it still works although it appears to be falling apart. Sam Yee informed us proudly that it takes her up to Genting Highlands. It's amazing how Malaysians love to have really old cars. I saw so many ancient, worn-out cars on the roads!

After freshening up at Sam Yee's place, we continued our journey to Port Klang, where the restaurant is.

A few odd encounters took place at the restaurant where the wedding dinner was held.

I almost choked on my food when a joker dressed in a loud flower-print shirt got on stage and belted out a couple of Hokkien songs. Hokkien songs at a wedding?! That's not all. There were people going around selling newspapers and some sort of lucky draw tickets! Heck. I guess this only happens in Malaysia.

Behind where we were seated was a huge fish tank that held a variety of fish the restaurant serves up to diners.



And in it swam this odd-looking fish. Unlike its counterparts of the same species, this fish has a crooked back.

I also spotted this horrid thing in the fish tank!

I could not believe my eyes at first. I thought the fish was merely swimming in an odd way since the fish tank was overcrowded.

But no... it was indeed very dead.

And the other fishes kept sucking on the dead fish's skin. Josh said the bacteria on the dead fish's skin is food for the others.


Oh yuck! Thank god we were seated at the vegetarian table cos Sam Yee is a vegan.

The waitresses noticed how we were all turning green and grossing out at the dead fish in the tank, but they did nothing. They even joined us and stared into the tank!

What a clean place to dine, eh?

We popped by KLCC, where we got our fast-food fix! Long-live Malaysia for still having A&W and Dunkin Donuts.



Despite having plans for dinner with the others, Josh and I gorged defiantly on A&W Floats and Dunkin Donuts while waiting for the others to finish their shopping. Yes, yes... we ate A LOT on this trip.

We also went to Sunway Lagoon. Since water theme parks aren't my cup of tea, I chose to help Josh, his sis and her husband to watch over their belongings while they soak up in dirty water. While waiting for them, I ogled at half-naked overweight young kids. Tsk tsk! What are parents feeding their kids nowadays?!

t was a lousy day to hit Sunway Lagoon cos it rained cats and dogs by late afternoon. Everyone had to pack up and leave in a hurry.

And somebody must have really been in such a hurry to get out of the rain that he dropped his underwear at my feet! For a moment I thought the underwear had belonged to either Josh or his sister's husband. But since their bags were zipped up pretty well, I realised that some poor joker will be having his balls swinging very freely for the rest of the day.



We also did very touristy things like taking a billion pictures of the Petronas tower and the new buildings at Putrajaya.

That's the new mosque at Putrajaya in the background. Sam Yee says it is the most beautiful mosque in Malaysia. Yeah... and it looks expensive too. How much of the nation's reserves or peoples' money were splurged on this architecture and the new Istana, eh?

Actually we took a lot more photos at Putrajaya, but I shall be decent and spare you from the visual torture of our ridiculous touristy antics.

Here, here! One last picture before I end this post:



Apart from bloody reckless drivers on the Malaysian highway who force you out of their way if you drive too slowly, there are also funny motocyclists like this fella.

Pray tell, why is he riding on his fuel tank?