Cynthia Foo

Nothing was more exciting than having a father who decided to change my travelling schedule than anything else on earth. Blimey!

I was going to North, but dad decided to go South. He wanted to do something more culturally exciting. Great!
Here we go.. some local resident. [what the?]

and I kid you not.
Apparently visiting a local residency is like something customary. =.=!!

Mum even got me to sit at people house ‘corridor’ and take a tourity photo!

I don’t understand.

Right across the road, we saw an old craftman was caving a chunk of wood. A big one too!

Check this out : -

Take my words for it. The WHOLE Bali island looks like this.

I was still very ill at that time. I pretty much slept throughout my journey. Whenever I sort of got awaken by some noises, I opened my eyes. Guess what I see?

The bloody same thing!!

The only time I woke up was the time when daddy called for lunch.
“We are here for lunch!”

Oh yes! Lunch time. Yay!

But heck!!! “Daddy, can we don’t have rice again, please?”

I remember I’d never been a spoilt brat at home. But for this time, I actually started whinning like a big baby.
“Daddy.. you know what? RICE was serve three time daily, 7 days a week at the hotel! I seriously don’t want to eat rice anymore!” *insert puppy eyes*

Yes. I was THAT pathetic. For a carb-person like me, it was kinda the first time I say a big NO NO to rice!

I didn’t even feel like eating the local satay (kebab) though mum and nan enjoyed it.
I want PIZZA!!! I want PASTA!!! Don’t have? Okay! Gimme KFC! please!

After lunch, we hoped into the car. I went back to my beauty sleep.
Yes, again… I opened my eyes, seeing the same bloody thing in Bali.
Fantastic!

At night, we went to Jimbaran for dinner.

I was all excited at first because when I was at the student event, the seafood served at other restaurant was absolutely disgusting! I was told this would be a better place for seafood. Hence, I was much anticipated.

Turn out, I was wrong. wrong. wrong. (close eyes. shake head. deep breath)
The coconut looked huge compared to my B cups or whatever. They tasted sourly off. It wasn’t right - just put it in that way, okay?

Dad ordered a fair bit of seafood.
You would expect them to be cooked in variety ways…
NO! I was wrong either!

The prawn in some indon red chilli sauce