More on this video:
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
We are not dumb, you are!!
Me peeps and I were on our way to town. We are using the public bus as a mean of transportation as it is a cheaper way to go about. We hope into the bus. The bus driver decided to take a break. Not long after that, passengers started filling in the bus and there were also a group of European tourist( a total of four of them) women.
there were supposed to check in at cheap budget hotel in town called Kota Lodge Hotel at Kota Laksamana.
Supposed to stop before a traffic light at the junction going into Jalan Kota Laksamana.
but was caught up due to the fact the the girls got to wear/carry their huge backpack.(is not their fault they carried such big backpacks, they are tourists for goodness sake). The bus driver didn't stop but instead waited at the traffic light. After the traffic light again we decided to come down. I pressed the bell once but the bus driver never stopped.
After reaching Mahkota Parade Shopping mall. He asked for the bus fees, but i told him my friend had paid him. before I got down he told me this," Kawan-kawan awak itu, bebal lah!!" (Your friends are such idiots).
I know, an African guy press the button a few times. I pressed it once. We all wanted to get down there and at the end you called my friend idiot/dumb??
I had to apologize to the European tourist because they had to walk so far if they wanted to get to their lodging. Their plans might have been disrupted too because of that incident.
I am okay for the fact that the bus driver might be irritated because the bell was pressed many times, but you didn't even stop for us and we really wanted to get down, but I am pissed because he called us dumb for no apparent reason. We don't deserved that at all.
there were supposed to check in at cheap budget hotel in town called Kota Lodge Hotel at Kota Laksamana.
Supposed to stop before a traffic light at the junction going into Jalan Kota Laksamana.
We supposed to stop at the curb before the traffic light and walk into the Jalan Kota Laksaman junction to get to the budget hotel
but was caught up due to the fact the the girls got to wear/carry their huge backpack.(is not their fault they carried such big backpacks, they are tourists for goodness sake). The bus driver didn't stop but instead waited at the traffic light. After the traffic light again we decided to come down. I pressed the bell once but the bus driver never stopped.
The bus driver decided not to stop.Heading towards the mall
After reaching Mahkota Parade Shopping mall. He asked for the bus fees, but i told him my friend had paid him. before I got down he told me this," Kawan-kawan awak itu, bebal lah!!" (Your friends are such idiots).
I know, an African guy press the button a few times. I pressed it once. We all wanted to get down there and at the end you called my friend idiot/dumb??
I had to apologize to the European tourist because they had to walk so far if they wanted to get to their lodging. Their plans might have been disrupted too because of that incident.
I am okay for the fact that the bus driver might be irritated because the bell was pressed many times, but you didn't even stop for us and we really wanted to get down, but I am pissed because he called us dumb for no apparent reason. We don't deserved that at all.
Sunday, February 26, 2012
bulldozing through traffic
the driver must be cocky, insane or a risk taker. Wouldn't want to imagine what will happen if the bulldozer's blade scratches the car?
Saturday, February 25, 2012
the jam out of no where
My sister and I was in the car heading toward a church meeting I had to attend to at 2pm. There was a weird feeling that traffic was extra heavy this afternoon. It was about 1.30 pm that time when we were stucked. We took a hard look around and to our amazement, the traffic jam was everywhere?
We were contemplating to take a different route to divert ourselves from the jam. It was futile. The jam got a whole on us.
We were contemplating to take a different route to divert ourselves from the jam. It was futile. The jam got a whole on us.
I found out later that this was the problem:
they blardy close the road for the Le Tour De Malacca cyclist to get by at the expense of the road users.
*pictures courtesy of Yee Shean Tai*
Visit her blog at:
Friday, February 24, 2012
the backscratcher
They are generally long slender rod-shaped tools, with a knob on one end for holding and a rake-like device, sometimes in the form of a human hand, on the other end to perform the actual scratching. Though a backscratcher could feasibly be fashioned from most materials, most modern backscratchers are made of plastic, though examples can be found made of wood, whalebone, tortoiseshell, horn, cane, bamboo or occasionally ivory. Backscratchers vary in length between 12 and 24 ins. (30–60 cm.).
The first backscratchers were used by the Inuit and were carved from whale teeth. However, in recent history it was unquestionably also employed as a kind of rake to keep in order the huge "heads" of powdered hair worn by ladies in the 18th and 19th centuries.
In the past, backscratchers were often highly decorated, and hung from the waist as accessories, with the more elaborate examples being silver-mounted, or in rare instances with an ivory carved hand with rings on its fingers. The scratching hand was sometimes replaced by a rake or a bird's claw. Generally, the hand could represent either a left or right hand, but the Chinese variety usually bore a right hand.
Although not specifically used for only back scratching, young Chiricahua men in training and women going through a puberty ritual traditionally had to use a ceremonial wooden scratcher made from a fruit bearing tree instead of scratching with their fingernails or hands. Young men who did not use the scratcher for scratching were reported to develop skin that was too soft.
Source taken from wikipedia.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
