bandung, INDONESIA - day ONE

listening to : I'm Shaking - Rooney
mood : bad
current status : in pain

this is where I went for my Chinese New Year vacation. It lasted for 3 days and 3 nights. It was pretty fun! Couldn't say its the best vacation ever had. Considering this trip was with my whole family and by that I mean my grandpareants, uncles, aunts and a whole bunch of them.

I've got a big family trust me.
Atuk, Opah - my grandparents
Mak Long, Pak Long - mom and dad
Ayah, Ibu - my first uncle and aunt
Pak Ngah, Mak Ngah - my second uncle and aunt
Pak Teh, Mak Teh - my third uncle and aunt
Pak Su, Mak Su - my fourth uncle and aunt (but they couldn't make it for the trip)

Ayong - my sister
Along - 18 years old cousin
Tikah - 16 years old cousin
Me - well, me
Ajin - my owh so annoying 12 years old brother
Aida - 9 years old cousin
A'am - 7 years old cousin
Ammar - 6 years old cousin
Aiza - 4 years old cousin
Danny - 4 years old cousin (couldnt be there)
Imran - my loving 1 year old brother

So hop on the plane and on we all go!

Day 1
There wasn't this big HOO-HAA feeling when I landed at the national Bandung Airport. You must think I'm crazy because I'm on vacation and I'm not going Hoopla! Even though it is just INdonesia. And many people underestimate INdoseia. The sound of it makes poeple go 'Indon!? PFFT!!' NO!! Thats not it at all!!

When I reached there, I was carrying Imran to the main building. And at the moment, my shoes were untied, as usual. I was showing off airplanes to Imran and getting all baby excited with him. Until a woman stopped in front of me and offered to tie my shoelaces for me in order to avoid accidents such as me stepping on my shoelaces and both of us trip.

It was so weird, she was ready to bend down until I declined and walked away. She was really sweet. I also met a CUTE LITTLE BOY! Omg! His eyes is so.. CUTE!!! He has a cute smile and he's just.. CUTE!! Tried to tlak to him but he turned away. Got me thinking he might be INdonesian. And thinks I just SUCK at Bm!

Met up with Pak Ngah who came a day earlier. He's the one who is more familiar with INdonesia then any of us. So he got ready 2 jeeps for our trip.

First we went to a bakery called Holland's Bakery since we hadn't had breafast at all. The food on the flight was THROAT RIPPING! Its so expensive it should be illegal! So when we got there, I seriously had NOTHING to eat. Well, there are loads of different kinds of pastries but who would want to choose one that you're not familiar with and end up knowing you're eating a cow's brain!

YUCKS!

So I sticked with a plain croissant. BORING!!!

After that, we were brought back to a banglo Pak Ngah owned there. Its big but its not so WOW-ish! I somehow found myself not so interested to living in the house for the next 3 days.

We all got use to the house, ate breakfast, and killed each other for rooms. After that, we all got what we came for. NASI PADANG at a kedai called Simpang Raya!! SWEET!!!

For your information, Nasi Padang is normal plain rice, eat with loads of different kinds of lauk. But te beauty of the whole thing, is THE MINUTE you sit down on your table, food would be swarming to your face, filling the table. NO DOUBT ABOUT THAT!! And the system works like this. You sit, I serve, You touch, I charge. So the ones tat we don't touch, won't be counted in the bill. The food is GREAT! Nasi Padang is good!

We joined with Ayah and family there. Lunch was awesome. It would've been perfect if I hadn't had stomach ache. But the 'Begedil' was heaven!

After lunch, PakNgah brought us to a shop (which in INdonesia is called 'toko') called Diaz that sells Bags and Shoes. I didn't get a chance to look at the shoes, wasn't even up to it at the time. The bags are pretty good. And cheap! Prada doesn't actually costs more than rm500 there! No kidding!

I didn't get glued to anything though. Even if I did, I wouldn't even wear it. Its not time yet. So NO POINT! Besides, my hand bag drawer is already full! NO MORE FIT!! So while the rest of the LADIES went to bury themselves in stacks and stakcs of bags, I hunged out outside with the men sipping on cold Sprite looking at poverty.

I forgot they had shoes on sale too so I skipped that. Drats!

After that, we were brought to a clothing outlet. They sell almost every different kind of clothes there. But the main agenda there was to hunt for cheap jeans. Honestly, one pair of jeans tere costs about RM15!! I kid you not!!

You wanna know what is sad!? I COULDN'T FIND ANY!! Well I did glue my eye on one pair, but it looked ugly on me so I skipped. I ended up spending the hour in the changing room trying on stuff mom picked out for me. It was so tiring taking off and putting back your pants on. Until this one particular pair of jeans, which wasn't exactly first choice, that fit. I ended up with that one pair. Its a blue coloured jeans with a flower pattern on one side of the pair and decorated with beads. Sounds ugly?! Its not so bad. I quiet like it now actually.

After I chose my jeans, we browsed the pasrt of the shop where they displayed tops. There were SO MANY tops to choose from. There were a lot I want to take. Seriously. I just feel like grabbing most of them I fancy, throw it on the counter, and walk happily home with it. But its reality so forget about it. I ended up with a Morgan black long sleeve top with a spade on the front. I SO FANCY IT!! And a white long sleeved blouse decorated with pink gravity saying something like.. I love my baby or some crap like that.. But it was so NICE!

I think we spent hours there tyringon clothes. Seriously. The rest of the day was spent there. And imagine those drivers who HAD to wait for our whole shopping hour. HOURS AND HOURS OF WAITING!! I feel pity for them. but not when I had some serious shopping on my mind.

Anyways, after we're all done, we went back to the house. Hanged out there for a while. God was I tired. But it felt kinda good having to have bring back stuff I really like.

We were just hanging out in the house lazing around when my uncle (Ayah) who was the only one sleeping a the hotel, were to go back to the hotel. My cousin Amy invited me to come sleep with her at the hotel so I agreed as I am seriously not a big fan of non-luxury. I know I sound sucky saying that but true it is.

When we got there, I was so tired and sleepy. All I could do was stay cooped up on my bed and watch TV! I ain't complaining. I think I was sleeping when cousin Amy woked me up and asked me to get ready for dinner. I put on my black spade top and new jeans and we made our way to The Valley Restaurant. Its on the hill-top so the view was, supposingly beautiful. I couldn't notice, I slept.

The restaurant was BEAUTIFUL!! I mean seriously. Its my kind of place. We set up about 7 tables of 4 together. The only wrong thing that night was the fact that our table was RIGHT NEXT to the stage and the speaker. And the lady was practically SCREAMING her songs out. Some of them were good songs, some of them were just defeaning. The lady sang a song by an Indonesian band called peter pan. The song was good.

I had steak and a nice dinner. We all bonded, and talked the four of us. Me, my sister, cousin Amy and cousin Tikah. It was good.

I was practically half asleep on the way back. Seriously it was so tiring. I mean, a trip on the plane, shopping, and a full tummy. Sleep can't be more tempting.

When I got back, bed welcomed me well.

- 2 tops, one pair of jeans, and a tiring day