will i am's delayed diary

Potato Square Swiped from williamnyk . Having experienced the architectural genius of Gaudi the day before, we embarked on a two-hour journey out of Barcelona to immerse ourselves in the surrealist wonder of Salvador Dalí in Figueres . JM told me that it was a must-visit and we were not disappointed with the recommendation. We took the second earliest train out of Passeig de Gracia after having a challenging time trying to understand the train schedule. The train was quite modern with wave activated doors, comfy seats and power sockets. Upon setting foot in Figueres, the first thing that hit me was the wafting smell of dung. I had thought that I had stepped on something nasty, but it finally occured to me that the odour was everywhere near the town square. :P. Being a small town and not exactly a super tourist attraction. the signs in Figueres were quite lacking. Didn't really know how to get to the Dalí Theatre and Museum . Just went in a general direction and tried to un

IMAGE_567 Swiped from crazygeorgelee . Choong Kee Claypot Chicken Rice at Damansara Jaya is over-rated. Went there to have dinner with JJ and Bunny. According to reviews, the place is usually packed, so I guess SK and I were lucky that we easily found parking and just waltzed into to shop and sat at an empty table. Perhaps it was due to the rain and the Friday traffic. In the shop, I was greeted by an unpleasant greasy smell, I guess that should have been a warning for me. The other guests had not left the house yet, so SK and I just proceeded to order. True to reports, the lady boss was a real bitch. SK did the ordering and was treated with a brusque attitude. Seated at the next table were a couple who spoke in horribly-accented English. Felt like slapping them. After twenty minutes, the stragglers had arrived and even our food came. We took the works~ with salted fish and Chinese sausage. The rice tasted burnt and the saltiness was overpowering. The steamed soup was averag

T2 Swiped from williamnyk . Early in the morning, we headed to the London City Airport . We were greeted by a long check-in line at British Airways. However, seeing that we were running late, we were bumped ahead of line. Before leaving the UK, we were meticulously asked about our itinerary and travel arrangements by the BA staff. The flight was quite pleasant and we had an in-flight breakfast of sausage, bread and hash browns. Arrived at Barcelona Airport T2 . Quite empty at that hour. We did not know where to go to catch the Metro down to town, so we just followed the crowd. Actually we had to take a free shuttle bus to another terminal. The train ride was quite pleasant. Very amused by the Catalan "Next Stop" announcements: Propera Parada, Propera Parada . So catchy. Our stop was at Passeig de Gracia , one of the main Metro interchanges. Upon arrival we were greeted by stern warnings from the security staff regarding pick pockets. Seemed to be rampant. That kind of

The cute 'doggy bag' from El Cerdo Some highlights of Apollo's birthday party at El Cerdo , the place where pigs go when they die. The gathering was organized with one What's App Group Chat and forty two e-mails in less than one week with an attendance of fifteen. A definite BFF record!!! The Myanmarese waiters there were cute-ish, all had English names and spoke quite good English! The birthday boy treated all of us to a roasted piglet I gave shoulder rubs to nearly all the guests, but the person who appreciated my ministrations the most was Apollo. He looked like those Jap porn actors who were being fucked and sucked at the same time. :P A whole bunch of waiters rushed in a tray of shooters and a lighted candle singing "Happy Birthday Oink Oink" while Apollo was in the toilet. After they left and Apollo came back in, we sang the song again. After he blew out the candle, the waiters came in again and repeated the whole process. In conclusion, Apollo

St. James Park II Swiped from williamnyk . Remember the "Mr. Bean" episode where Rowan Atkinson plays the fool with the Guard in the ever recognizable furry Bearskin Cap? Well, KH and I went to see the Changing of the Guard at Buckingham Palace and did nothing of the sort. Haha. Anyway, we woke up early on Wednesday and made our way to St. James Park first. Admired the beautiful blooms, especially the tulips. Big-ass squirrels also stalk the grounds and aren't afraid of humans. Plenty of people were lounging on the benches and the grass, soaking up the relaxing atmosphere. Managed to catch sight of some mounted police too. Walked the stretch of the park to the palace where we tried to squat at a piece of real estate along the gates to watch the preparation of the Changing of the Guard. Marching. Brass band. The works. Due to the coming royal wedding, plenty of international press was present to film. Caught sight of a semi-cute Asian cameraman. ;). After the g

An Enveloped Envelope Swiped from williamnyk . A conversation with Citibank Customer Service: Moi: A question. Citibank doesn't send envelopes to their customers anymore? For the last two months, I did not receive envelopes together with my hardcopy account statements. CS: Actually, you can also use your own envelope. Moi: Let me get this straight. Citibank is not sending envelopes to ALL customer or am I the only one? CS: But if you frequently make payments via IBG, we will stop sending you envelopes. Moi: Out of ten times, maybe once I pay via IBG. CS: Oh... Moi: Please send me envelopes next time. CS: I will put in your request, pending the bank's approval. Moi: PLEASE send me envelopes next time. And in the mail some days later, I received an envelope inside an envelope. Thank you Citibank for spending MYR0.60 to send me an evelope. HAHAHAHAHA.

boobs Swiped from psychopompous9 . Lets take a break from my long-winded Europe trip and talk about something more interesting for a while. This happened at the Masjid Jamek LRT station about a month ago! Trains heading towards Seri Petaling come at regular intervals of five minutes during peak hours. In between, we get trains heading towards Ampang. Looking at the board, I saw that the next train was Ampang-bound, so I stood in between the train doors, letting the Ampang passengers line up. My logic is, after the Ampang train leaves I could easily step to either side to line up for my train. Thought that I wouldn't I wouldn't be in the way too. Wrong! When the Ampang train opened its doors, three blur Malay girls came right at me, oblivious to me standing right there. Not like I'm rail-thin or anything and for goodness sake, I was carrying a giant orange laptop bag ( think Kurosaki Ichigo's hair ), one could spot me a mile away. But anyway, the trio tried to d

Tower of London Swiped from williamnyk . On a sunny morning, we made our way to the Tower of London . Mr. Sunshine was so strong that we didn't even need our jackets. Paid the GBP20 and went in to look at... an old castle. Although it undoubtedly has a rich history, it failed to impress KH and I. Just halfway listening to the weirdly-dressed yeoman, we started yawning. Undoubtedly had a dark history, but we couldn't stay interested. If you must know, it became the prison for Thomas More and Anne Boleyn. Thomas Cromwell and Catherine Howard also met their executioners there. If the names sound familiar, try digging out your Form 4 history textbook. The line to see the crown jewels were very long, so we gave that a miss. Instead we looked at exhibitions in the White Tower. Henry VIII's armour really caught my eye with its protruding metal codpiece. Exiting the place, we went to the bank of the Thames to catch sight of Tower Bridge that is often mistaken as London Brid

Welcome Cart Swiped from williamnyk . P.S.: Watch out for the deluge of photos! Heathrow T4 was nothing to shout about. Quite bare really. The immigration officer asked a whole lot of questions about our itinerary and who we were staying with. so you really know the person. Have you ever met the person? Just a friend of a friend? What is the address? Yadda, yadda, yadda... At least customs did not hassle us like what happened to me in Melbourne~ all blue gloves and ransacking your luggage. We waited a while before Matt and Jess, our host and hostess arrived. They were so nice to actually come pick us up before going to work! And it was a fifty minute Tube ride from town. :D. The first thing I learned about the Tube is that people in London stand on the right of the escalator. Was also shocked at how tiny the train was. Small even for 'petite' Asians and it services an ang moh Metropolis. Tak sangka . Oh yeah, it doesn't have air-conditioning too. Just open the air